Back to before the villain destroyed the world [End Times]

After Jian Xing dealt with Li Lieyang, he took off his ID card and put it away, and took away all the weapons on his body.

Finally, he walked towards Song Chanxin's half body.

Song Chanxin's eyes were open, and his eyes were focused on a certain point in the void. Jian Xing glanced at him a few times, then squatted down, lifted the black robe on Song Chanxin's body, and examined his body.

Song Chanxin has no skin at all, if he is not afraid that he will lose consciousness after death, Jian Xing would like to see if his internal organs are only half.

After checking, Jian Xing took out the walkie-talkie and prepared to contact He Jinxiao.

Not far away, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and at the same time, a white light flashed across Jian Xing's feet, which was the reflection of A Cunkuan's knife.

"He lied to you." A Cun only had one pair of knives left, and there was a trace of scarlet blood on the blade. She held the knife in one hand and walked towards Jian Xing at a leisurely pace, "Even if his head is cut off , consciousness will not get out of control, as long as his brain is intact."

Jian Xing turned his head to look over and pressed the walkie-talkie at the same time, but he was speaking to A Cun.

"Why tell me this."

A Cun slowly accelerated his pace, and raised his knife.

"I don't think it's okay to tell you." She stepped on the ground, and the snow-white knife light flashed in front of Jian Xing's eyes, causing Jian Xing to lose her vision for a moment, and at this second, her blade edged towards Jian Xing's neck come over.

Jian Xing staggered to avoid the blade, and at the same time, his shoulder bumped into A Cun's chest, pushing her away as she approached.

A Cun took two steps back, stabilized his body, and then finished the second half of the sentence: "It doesn't matter anyway."

Jian Xing took a step forward, blocking Song Chanxin's half body behind: "Where's Li Wuyu?"

A Cun lowered his eyes, didn't look into Jian Xing's eyes, and answered lightly: "Dead."

The next second after she finished speaking, she attacked with a knife.

A Cun's sword skills are excellent, while Jian Xing's ax was picked up temporarily, so it has no advantage in comparison, and can barely suppress A Cun's attack, and the two quickly exchanged several moves.

Jian Xing found that A Cun had been approaching Song Chanxin intentionally or unintentionally, and even in spite of being injured, he wanted to move closer to Song Chanxin. Realizing this, Jian Xing immediately increased the attack distance and range of the axe, intending to put People forced back.

But A Cun suddenly grabbed Jian Xing's ax with his bare hands, and the powerful ax blade almost cut through her palm, and the blood dripped down rapidly.

Jian Xing couldn't pull out the axe, so he let go immediately, and drew out the dagger. A Cun suddenly approached, and took the initiative to get close to Jian Xing's body, letting the dagger penetrate her abdomen, and at the same time waved his hand, intending to throw the broad knife.

The direction was aimed at Song Chanxin's head.

Jian Xing immediately reached out and grabbed the handle of the broad knife just as it was about to fly out.

But at this moment, the wound on his side neck was exposed. A Cun stretched out his hand, and grabbed Jian Xing's wound hard, tearing off a few pieces of muscle tissue.

"I lied to you." After A Cun finished speaking, he backed away quickly.

She ignored Jian Xing and Song Chanxin, stepped on the roof of a car, and jumped towards a nearby tall building.

From the beginning, her goal was not Song Chanxin, but a piece of Jian Xing's flesh.

Now that her goal was achieved, she immediately ran away.

If Jian Xing wants to guard Song Chanxin's half body and prevent him from losing control, he can't escape to chase someone.

But he still had a broad knife in his hand.

Jian Xing ran forward a few steps, throwing a broad knife like throwing a spear.

The snow-white blade flew in the shadows, caught up with A Cun's jumping body, and then sank into her back, nailing her directly to the wall.

Jian Xing really didn't dare to go too far, he took out the walkie-talkie again and contacted He Jinxiao.

But there has been no reply from the other side.

On the other side of the wall, A Cun stretched out his hand to grab a balcony, hoisted his body, then held the handle of the knife with his backhand, and pulled out the knife little by little. A large amount of blood gushed out, leaving eye-catching bloodstains on the wall.

After escaping, A Cun climbed onto the balcony, stepped on the railings, then climbed onto the roof without looking back, and continued to run.

On the rooftop, A Cun took two steps and stopped suddenly.

There was someone on the rooftop, but she didn't notice it at all from the beginning to the end.

The man was standing on the other side of the roof, out of sight from the garage end, and had no idea how long he had been there.

A Cun clenched the bloody broadsword tightly, and Jian Xing's knife pierced her entire back. The blood continued to flow out of the wound, staining the ground red along her legs.

She took a small step, leaving a scarlet footprint on the roof, and then suddenly attacked the person in front.

It was Lu Zhenghan who stood in front of A Cun.

Lu Zhenghan looked at A Cun's approaching broad knife, and the scene of the blade passing by was stretched in his field of vision, becoming slow and clear, and he found that he could easily dodge the swinging knife.

But Lu Zhenghan didn't hide, his eyes moved and turned silvery white.

The invisible force spread instantly, and this time Lu Zhenghan controlled the area very well, only covering the vicinity of this building.

A Cun lost her vision in an instant, and she immediately withdrew her saber gesture, wanting to step back and widen the distance, but before this plan was translated into action, she felt her arm was being grabbed.

The fingers holding her were not warm, but very strong. They held A Cun's little arm and pulled it hard.

With a soft ripping sound, her entire arm was detached from her shoulder, and a large amount of blood sprayed out.

What Lu Zhenghan pulled down was A Cun's hand that had picked the wound on Jian Xing's side neck, and some pieces of Jian Xing's flesh were still trapped in his slightly curled fingers.

The sweet and tempting blood scent is continuously emanating from the fingertips.

Lu Zhenghan glanced expressionlessly, and when he raised his eyes again, the cold silver-white eyes were filled with gloomy murderous intent.

A Cun ignored her injured shoulder and took two steps back. The severe pain and massive blood loss in a short period of time made her short of breath.

"You let me go." Her tone remained steady, "I'll tell you a secret about Song Chanxin."

Lu Zhenghan stepped closer to her: "What?"

A Cun didn't answer, she felt that Lu Zhenghan had a lot of killing intent, even if she told all the secrets of Song Chanxin now, this man named Lu Zhenghan would not spare her life.

A Cun retreated quickly, and when her heels touched the edge of the roof, she fell backwards and was about to fall directly downstairs.

But just as her body fell back, before she got out of the roof, something cold and gloomy wrapped around her body.

A Cun lost her vision, she couldn't see what was going on, she just felt that it was like some kind of cold snake, tightly wrapped around her hands and feet, making her unable to move even an inch.

Then Lu Zhenghan's voice sounded not far in front of her.

"What secret?" Lu Zhenghan asked softly, his tone calm and patient.

A Cun didn't speak, she knew she was going to die.

Lu Zhenghan waited for a while, seeing that she was determined not to speak, so he waved his hand.

Those snake-like forces wrapped around A Cun's body suddenly tightened, crushing every bone in A Cun's body into pieces, and then those forces suddenly loosened.

A Cun's limp body fell from a height, and hit the ground with a crackling sound.

A large expanse of thick blood spread quickly.

Lu Zhenghan glanced down, and when he looked back, his eyes turned to a normal color.

And the arm that was pulled off was finally burned by Lu Zhenghan.

**

Jian Xing stood near the garage. He felt the unusual and familiar energy fluctuations on the roof, but his vision was limited, so he couldn't see what was happening on the roof at the moment.

All he knew was that there was Lu Zhenghan on the rooftop, and he was the one who created the abnormal energy fluctuation.

The fluctuation lasted less than 2 minutes before dissipating.

Then Jian Xing saw Lu Zhenghan coming out of a certain building.

"Where's that woman?" Jian Xing took a few steps towards Lu Zhenghan, the lights were bright here, and he immediately saw the splashed blood on Lu Zhenghan's body.

Sensing Jian Xing's gaze, Lu Zhenghan turned sideways indistinctly, trying to cover the blood on his body.

"I killed it." Lu Zhenghan lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his eyes, looked at Jian Xing and said, "When I went to the rooftop, I ran into her and she was seriously injured, so I didn't need much effort , and dealt with her."

While he was talking, he walked up to Jian Xing step by step, his eyes dropped, looking at Jian Xing's bloody side neck.

A Cun hit hard, leaving three clear scratch marks, blood seeped from the wound, flowed into the neckline along his fair skin.

The thick, almost intoxicating fragrance of blood emanated from the fresh and hideous wound.

Lu Zhenghan looked at it for a few seconds, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the edge of the wound with his cold fingertips, his fingertips were stained with a little warm blood, as if Lu Zhenghan had been scalded, he withdrew his hand abruptly.

He squeezed his fingers, then let go, took off the portable medical bag on his body, and treated Jian Xing's wound.

Jian Xing turned her face away, revealing the wound undefended, and cooperated with Lu Zhenghan's movements.

"Just stick it with a Band-Aid first." Jian Xing said, "The matter over the garage is not over yet, we have to hurry up."

Lu Zhenghan wiped the blood near the wound, his Adam's apple moved, and then he hummed in a low voice.

After simply treating the injury, Jian Xing grabbed Song Chanxin's half body and walked to the garage door with Lu Zhenghan.

The double-layer iron gate is extremely strong. He Jinxiao and the others spent a lot of time before, but they only cut half of the first iron gate. Fortunately, the tools are nearby.

Lu Zhenghan picked up the cutting tools and continued what He Tonight and the others hadn't finished.

Jian Xing waited by the side, and at the same time kept in touch with He Jinxiao, but never heard back.

He raised his head and looked towards the opposite mountain.

The fire was on fire at the camp, maybe it was the sparks from the explosion that ignited the trees, or maybe the people who raided the camp directly set it on fire.

What is the specific situation, Jian Xing still can't see.

Although Song Chan's heart was under his control, his ability to shield his consciousness hadn't dissipated, and his and Lu Zhenghan's consciousness still couldn't develop. He only hoped that the camp could handle the trouble by himself.

The only thing that worries me is He Jinxiao who has never heard from him.

It took Lu Zhenghan and Jian Xing 10 minutes to finally cut open the two iron doors, and they entered the garage smoothly.

The garage only turned on a few emergency lights with very dim light, hundreds of people huddled in every corner of the garage, watching Lu Zhenghan and Jian Xing who came in nervously and horrified.

Both of them were covered in blood, especially Jian Xing, who held half of his bloody body in one hand and a gleaming ax in the other.

Jian Xing was worried about Song Chanxin's ability, so he couldn't put him aside, so he could only take him wherever he went, so as not to cause accidents, he asked Lu Zhenghan to communicate with the survivors, while he dealt with the monsters himself.

There are a total of seven monsters that have successfully mutated or half-mutated in the garage. Jian Xing cut off their heads neatly, but at the same time, he also found that there are still many survivors with black energy lines in the garage. By.

One end of those black energy lines was wrapped around the survivors, and the other end was tied to Song Chanxin.

This should be the truth that Song Chanxin can control people to quickly become monsters.

Jian Xing sorted out the people with black energy lines, thirty in total.

The people who were called out gathered together, and some of them looked at each other for a while, with a quick flash of cruelty on their faces, and soon they staggered their eyes and dispersed.

Jian Xing asked these thirty people to stand in the innermost position of the garage, keeping a distance from the others.

"Why?" Someone took the lead in questioning, "We are all ordinary people, why do you treat us differently?"

Another person immediately echoed: "That's right, what do you make others think of us?"

"Are you planning to save only the people over there and abandon us here?"

The garage space was closed, and the voices of questioning echoed in the low space, aggressively.

"Are you really official soldiers?" The man in the lead took a few steps forward with a loud voice, "I think you are just pretending, who would drag a half-dead body around in a serious soldier? Only a pervert would do that." Do it."

"Let's not trust them!" The man turned his head and said to the large group of survivors on the other side, "These people must be as uneasy and kind as the people in heaven. They came to rescue us just to enslave us like the people in heaven. We should fight now!"

"Yes, we unite to resist and knock them down. We must not be coaxed into slavery like before."

"Kill them away, and Anzhen is our own. There is everything here. We can be our own masters and build our own base."

A large number of survivors on the opposite side looked at each other in blank dismay. Some were excited, some waited and watched, and some retreated quietly, not intending to participate in any struggle.

But their silence in disguise became the confidence of the group of troublemakers. This group of people was ready to move, and even wanted to surround Jian Xing and Lu Zhenghan.

Jian Xing directly dragged Song Chanxin's half body and swung it in front of those people. He turned the blood-stained axe, and the cold light on the axe was reflected on the face of the leader.

The man was startled, subconsciously took half a step back.

Jian Xing glanced at the man's eyes very quickly, and then pointed the ax at Song Chanxin on the ground.

"He's the reason you were separated."

The leader stared blankly at Jian Xing, his pupils were dilated under the dim light, and he didn't answer Jian Xing's words.

Jian Xing looked at the group of people behind the man.

"You don't want to leave Anzhen to fend for yourself. That's fine. You don't need to get on the helicopter when you retreat." Jian Xing retracted the axe, "No one will force you to leave."

Those people looked at the sharp ax in Jian Xing's hand, then at the leader who was as quiet as a chicken, and gradually lost their voices.

Jian Xing ignored them, turned around and looked at the group of survivors on the other side.

"Whether we are official or not, you will know when the rescue force arrives." Jian Xing glanced at those people.

Most of them avoided Jian Xing's sight in fear.

"As for whether you want to leave or not, it's up to you. We won't force anyone."

**

After dealing with the situation on the garage side, He Jinxiao still couldn't be contacted by the walkie-talkie.

"You stay here," Jian Xing said, "I will take Song Chanxin out to find He Jinxiao."

By the way, find the limit of Song Chanxin's control distance, and after pulling off this black energy line, Song Chanxin can be executed directly, avoiding the trouble of dragging this half of his body.

"Okay." Lu Zhenghan agreed, he raised his hand, and gently rubbed the palm of Jian Xing's gauze-covered wound, "Be careful."

"You too." Jian Xing took Lu Zhenghan's hand, glanced at the thirty people in the corner from the corner of his eye, "Be careful with them."

"It'll be fine." Lu Zhenghan replied softly.

Jian Xing nodded, he dragged Song Chanxin out of the garage quickly.

Seeing that the man with the ax left, leaving only a pale companion behind, the isolated group of people started to move again.

Lu Zhenghan slowly raised his eyes. He didn't have Jian Xing's ability to directly see black energy, but he could feel that these isolated people had a strange, monster-like aura.

They are potential monster mutants.

Also because of this, these people's emotions are manic and more malicious and aggressive than ordinary people. Now these people are moving slowly, trying to surround Lu Zhenghan who is alone.

Lu Zhenghan silently looked at the people who were slowly surrounding him. He took off his military jacket, and inside was a black T-shirt instead of the matching camouflage top.

As soon as the black shirt was exposed, the group of survivors backed away.

After the end of the world, they have seen too many thugs pretending to be soldiers. Countless soldiers died during the rescue. If they are brave and lucky, they can pick up a lot of clothes and weapons in a day.

That's how the hot weapons of those people in the Heaven Organization come from. There are even villains in this town who wander around in military uniforms all day long and bully others by the way.

It doesn't look too similar to Lu Zhenghan's current attire.

Lu Zhenghan pulled out his pistol/gun from his back waist, and the moment the bullet was loaded, there was a crisp clicking sound.

Even the group of people who wanted to make trouble took two steps back.

Holding the gun, Lu Zhenghan stood silently in the middle of the open space. He didn't speak, and other people in the garage didn't dare to make a sound. They kept a strange and oppressive silence for a long time.

**

There are still gunshots everywhere in Anzhen, some of the disbanded Paradise Organization had an impulse, and some of them were man-made monsters attacking people everywhere.

Jian Xing moved quickly in the direction where the gunshots were the densest and the firepower was the greatest.

A few minutes later, Jian Xing saw the people who exchanged fire, it turned out to be He Jinxiao and the others.

The people of He Jinxiao were divided into two parts by two man-made monsters. One part was surrounded by a man-made monster and was about to win. The other part, centered around He Jinxiao, was being chased and beaten by a man-made monster.

Just as Jian Xing approached, without making a sound, the man-made monster who was chasing He Jinxiao suddenly turned around and looked at Jian Xing.

The building on the side of the road was on fire, and the flame flickered, illuminating the scarlet and bright eyes of the man-made monster. Its eyeballs were huge, like some kind of large carnivore, reflecting a cold and cruel light in the flickering fire.

Jian Xing suddenly remembered the eyes of the mutated octopus.

The tentacles on the neck and back of this man-made monster are also like living octopus tentacles, constantly twisting in the air, and each tentacle is full of fangs.

This is the man-made monster that ate Jian Xing before.

It ate a piece of Jian Xing's flesh and blood, so it mutated a second time.

Seeing Jian Xing, the tentacles of this mutated monster shook excitedly, the mouth on the tentacles kept opening and closing, and its long and thick arms and legs rested on the ground. It didn't care about He Jinxiao and the others, and just stared at Jian Xing excitedly.

Jian Xing lowered her eyes, staring at the red eyes of the mutated monster.

He caught the eye of the mutated monster, but he couldn't control it. This thing ate his flesh, not only evolved, but also gained control immunity.

Jian Xing put down Song Chanxin who was carrying her in her hand, and freed her hands to prepare for the battle.

In the next second, the mutated monster rushed towards Jian Xing.

Jian Xing glanced over the monster and glanced at He Jinxiao.

He Jinxiao nodded to express his understanding. He took an ax from the soldier beside him, held it tightly and waited.

The mutated monster was so fast that it rushed to Jian Xing in the blink of an eye.

Jian Xing kicked in a circle on the spot, like kicking a football, kicking the rushing monster away.

He Jinxiao in the rear ran a few steps at the same time to borrow strength, kicked on a tree trunk, jumped up, and held his ax high, and when the mutant monster flew close, He Jinxiao chopped it down with an axe.

The monster flying in mid-air had no power to fight back and was beheaded with a knife.

Its head flew out directly, and its heavy body fell on the spot. The tentacles on its body were twisting and twisting, and its mouth, which kept opening and closing, did not give up, trying to reach out in the direction of Jian Xing.

He Jinxiao added a few axes to chop off all those writhing and disgusting tentacles.

"I've been using the walkie-talkie to contact you all the time," Jian Xing approached, dragging half of Song Chanxin, "Why didn't you reply to me?"

He Jinxiao gave the mutated monster one last shot, and stuck the ax into the monster's back by the way.

"The walkie-talkie is lost." He Jinxiao said, "Shortly after we left, we ran into a few man-made monsters. The walkie-talkie fell off in the fighting room, and we couldn't get out of it. Is the garage fixed?"

Jian Xing threw Song Chanxin's body at the feet of the two, briefly explained the situation in the garage, and asked He Jinxiao to come over to pick him up, contact the base by the way, and send a helicopter to pick him up.

Then he found a car by himself and drove Song Chanxin to the outside of Anzhen.

After driving two kilometers away from Anzhen, the black energy lines connected to Song Chanxin's body were finally broken.

To be conservative, Jian Xing drove another 500 meters, and finally put the gun at Song Chanxin's eyebrows.

The moment the muzzle was attached, Song Chanxin's fixed eyes suddenly moved, as if he felt something, but Jian Xing didn't give him a chance to react.

Jian Xing pulled the trigger and used a whole magazine of bullets to completely shatter Song Chanxin's brain.

As soon as Song Chanxin died, the energy that shielded consciousness disappeared, and Jian Xing instantly saw the situation in the camp.