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A clear burst of wind pressure came, and the intensive gunshots on the street suddenly stopped, and the evacuating armed personnel present were stunned.

The octopus-like monster fell down in front of the clown.

It's just a matter of one shot.

They could also see, stuck in the shadows, the brilliant tail-flare of the bullet.

Ye Chen's pupils suddenly dilated. He saw the most bizarre and incredible thing in his first half of life. He intuitively believed that the clown was more terrifying than the monster.

The firearm in his hand is no longer an ordinary firearm.

"He...should still be human."

Ye Chen said to himself with a solemn expression.

Su Changxing glanced at the corpse on the ground indifferently, then turned around and left in a swaggering manner, without paying any attention to the armed men who were gradually approaching.

Nothing here can threaten him.

Seeing him approaching, many policemen involuntarily took two steps back. This strangely dressed man looked equally abnormal.

Ye Chen didn't think so much. He ran up and asked, "What is that thing? How did you kill it in one go?"

Su Changxing put a hand on his shoulder and laughed: "Haha, guess what."

As if this is something very interesting.

Ye Chen straightened his face and said cautiously:

"Please tell me, if something like this happens again, we will have a way to deal with it, so that so many people will not die. This accident directly or indirectly caused the death of hundreds of people."

Is this many people considered too many?

Su Changxing felt that it was not too much. After all, the number of people who died in the apocalyptic world was calculated in units of hundreds of millions.

But he never despised or ignored life.

It's just that he can't cover everything. Just like the monk said, "Humans can't save all sentient beings, only Buddhas can, but there are no Buddhas in this world."

"Officer Ye, it's doomsday. This is an unstoppable doomsday. More and more people will die in the future." Su Changxing walked forward, holding his shoulder and saying loudly.

Everyone around can hear it.

Speeches of doomsday are prevalent on the Internet. No one believes what one person says, but what if many people say it with certainty?

Ye Chen looked dull, thinking about what happened in the past few days. After Su Changxing left, he realized: "He knows my name, have we met before?"

But he couldn't think of anyone who might be related to this clown.

Su Changxing strode away from the scene without encountering any obstruction. He returned to the previous residential area and took off his mask in the woods.

"This mask is a bit weird. It will affect my behavior to a great extent. However, it also completely covers up some of my original behavioral habits."

Everyone has their own subconscious behavioral habits, so there is still a possibility of being exposed, such as changing disguises or changing clothes.

At this moment.

A man in a black coat and hood, with his hands in his pockets, passed by him and glanced sideways at Su Changxing.

It's him!

Su Changxing concluded that this was the murderer.

He actually returned to the scene at this time, seemingly knowing that the police had withdrawn before.

"But why is he back?"

Su Changxing followed behind calmly and saw the murderer entering the previous house again.

Normally, the murderer would have fled away after killing everyone, but he actually came back.

Jiang Wei squatted next to the window opposite, and when he saw this scene, he smiled and said, "I'm actually back."

According to her judgment, the murderer should be familiar with this house, so she checked and found that this house belonged to another family two years ago. Some accidents happened and they had to use it to pay off the debt.

The shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a dull sound that echoed in the corridor of the room.

"The stuff should be under here."

The murderer walked straight to the utility room, picked up a dusty hoe with familiarity, and walked to the kitchen.

"It's ridiculous. Things always change dramatically. No one expected the result today."

He muttered to himself and hit the tiles in the kitchen with a hoe, drilling through them to expose the hard cement.

at the same time.

Su Changxing noticed a group of people coming out of the house opposite and surrounding them. There were no Extraordinaries among them, but they were all armed with firearms.

This is a trap.

Jiang Wei had already expected that the murderer would come back.

The murderer looked outside the door, frowned, and noticed someone coming outside, but he did not stop and started tapping the floor faster.

Su Changxing squatted quietly outside the wall on the other side, observing the situation inside the house, curious about what would cause an extraordinary person to take risks and come back to pick it up.

"Bang~"

The door was knocked open.

Jiang Wei rushed in with more than 20 armed men armed with firearms, and happened to see the murderer standing in the kitchen holding a broken sword full of patina, leaving a large hole four to five meters deep on the ground.

The two sides did not take action immediately, but entered a stalemate stage.

Jiang Wei looked at him and said coldly: "Zhao Changwen, killing people at will is not allowed in this world. This is a place with rules."

The murderer showed a smile and said:

"Huh? So you are also a person who came back from the apocalypse? If I take revenge, it should be regarded as a matter of course. My parents were killed by him, so killing him is not a sin or a sin."

Jiang Wei stared at him and said slowly and expressionlessly:

"Now you have two choices. The first is that we will arrest or kill you in accordance with the law, and the second is to join us."

The murderer looked at the broken sword in his hand and said, "So you are the police?"

Jiang Wei nodded and said, "That's right."

"Really?"

The murderer said with a hesitant look on his face.

He was still quite wary of the firearms in the hands of Jiang Wei and others. The space here was small, and with so many guns pointed at him, it was difficult to dodge.

Jiang Wei's face showed a cold look, feeling that the other party seemed to be deliberately delaying time, and said: "Does this mean you have already made a decision?"

The murderer pretended to be scared, but said with a smile:

"No, no, I didn't say I won't join you, and the people who came back from the apocalypse died one by one, so it's not appropriate for you to do this."

A ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face, and he shouted:

"What are you mortals thinking? You want me to obey your orders? I am an extraordinary person."

He rushed toward Jiang Wei and others with a hoe, his figure became blurred, and knocked several people away at once. With a wave of his hand, he smashed open one person's head with the hoe.

Jiang Wei stepped aside and fired several shots at Zhao Changwen. One of the bullets hit his abdomen, but no blood was seen.

Zhao Changwen did not stop because he was shot. He took a few steps forward, held the hoe in his backhand, and struck Jiang Wei again.

Jiang Wei stood at the window, a smile finally appeared on his face: "It seems that the victory or defeat has been decided, Extraordinary."

She doesn't think that in this world, how strong can these extraordinary people be, and no matter how strong they are, can they withstand gunfire and artillery shells?

"Bang~"

The glass shattered, and a long, thick, large-caliber bullet was shot at Zhao Changwen.

Zhao Changwen's pupils tightened and he saw a black hole of gun muzzle exposed on the roof opposite.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit by a bullet, fell to the ground and slid backwards, with a large amount of blood spurting out of his abdomen.