Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Those who kill will always be killed.

This sentence makes sense, but most people who participated in the killing day obviously did not have this awareness.

For the Youth Killing Corps, they can only accept that they kill other people like pigs, but they do not accept that they are killed by others like pigs.

The death of one or two members will arouse endless anger in their hearts, but once the number of deaths exceeds their psychological endurance limit, the idiom "rottered" is the most suitable to describe their current state.

The death of Frank, the backbone, caused the others to have no intention of staying here. After shouting in terror, they even gave up their weapons and ran away in the distance, shouting in terror.

However, Johnny, who was born in a gang, deeply understands the importance of eradicating the roots.

In his opinion, two-thirds of the casualties were not enough to ensure that the remaining people who left would fall into extreme fear and dare not return, so what he had to do was to kill those in the legion to death!

Walking in the dark night, his heartbeat accelerated again, pumping blood throughout his body. Just like he was facing a life-or-death crisis before, the indescribable feeling emerged again.

He felt that every cell in his body came alive, eager to kill!

The gunshots were clear and decisive, the hooks and claws were elusive, and darkness became Johnny's strongest protective color. No legion could fight back during the escape.

As the last legion member in sight fell on the empty street, clutching the bloody hole in his neck, Johnny finally stopped and looked back at the villa originally surrounded by the legion and the cars approaching in the distance.

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As a salesperson of home security and defense systems, James naturally installed a defense system for his own home, but to be honest, this range of systems is of little use.

The safest house is a reinforced concrete one-piece house structure, with windows made of multi-layer composite bulletproof glass, and equipped with complete electrical equipment. A fortress of this level cannot be broken open without a truck.

But James's house is not of this style. Not to mention a truck, a high-powered car equipped with a ram corner can knock his house apart.

Originally, Johnny alone could not break through the protective facilities in James' home, but it was different now.

The members of the Youth Corps were dead, but their logistics still delivered the modified cars as promised. Looking at the approaching car, Johnny smiled and raised his left hand.

Specially modified cars are strong and durable, often giving people a very strong sense of security.

In the driver's seat, Jock felt the tremors coming from under the seat, with a smile on his face. But as the car lights shone on the street, looking at the corpses in very familiar clothes one after another, the look on his face

The smile gradually hardened.

He couldn't help but release the accelerator under his feet, and the speed of the car gradually slowed down. The closer he got to the street where James was, the more panic on his face became clear.

Even if he is a fool, seeing the scene of corpses everywhere, he should clearly understand what happened to the Legion.

He held the steering wheel with both hands and wanted to leave, but before he could make a move, the car lights illuminated a figure, a figure with his left hand raised.

He couldn't understand why the figure raised his left hand like a gun, but the next moment, the roar of gunshots could be heard.

The specially-made supersonic bullet instantly broke through the protection of the car window glass, then penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, squeezing out bright red blood.

With a bang, the out-of-control car hit the wall on the side of the road. The headlight cover was slightly broken, and the originally bright light was somewhat obscured.

Johnny didn't care about this. He walked forward and opened the car door, pulled the body out and then sat directly on the driver's seat. He looked at James' house with a hideous smile on his face: "Are you ready? I'm coming.

Got it!"

"Shit!"

In the room, James cursed in a rare way.

Originally, when he saw the unknown Johnny killing the people of the Killing Boys outside, although he felt a little nervous, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason is simple. No matter how strong Johnny is alone, he cannot break through the security measures of his house, but the equipment of the Boy Legion can.

He watched helplessly as Johnny killed the young boy group bit by bit without making a sound. Just as he felt a sense of relief in his heart, he heard the sound of a car in the distance.

That's a fucking high-power car sent by the logistics members of the Youth Corps specifically for breaking down doors and walls!

It's okay now. He said before that Johnny couldn't come in, but now the car is here and they are in danger.

Seeing Johnny driving a car quickly approaching on the screen, James looked anxious: "Quick! Take Zoe and Charlie, let's go!"

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and under the full impact, James' house suddenly shook. Feeling the trembling outside the door, Mary's eyes were full of fear, and she hurriedly grabbed her husband James's hand and followed him away in a hurry.

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Release the accelerator, reverse, accelerator, and crash!

Amidst the roaring roar of the car, the steel ram installed on the front of the car directly knocked out a huge hole in James' house.

Looking at the darkness inside, Johnny's mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm: "It's just a useless trick, do you think the darkness can stop me?!"

After sneering, Johnny walked into the deep darkness without fear.

For people with night blindness, the dark is very scary, but as a gang member, Johnny often needs to go out at night. He does not have night blindness. On the contrary, thanks to his talent, he can see better at night than the average person.

Be clearer.

Holding the confiscated pistol in his hand, Johnny walked steadily and walked through the villa almost without a shadow. His figure was as ghostly as a ghost, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's eye, scanning every corner.

Without the blocking of those from the Youth League, James was about to take his family out of the back door and hide in the garden for a while, but before they could walk in, they saw the figures outside approaching from the door.

"It's Heidi and the others!" Mary looked at the figure, ignored James's obstruction, stood up and went out with excitement: "Hey, we are here!"

The Heidi family, holding various firearms in their hands, looked at Mary with a strange smile in their eyes: "Mary? Fortunately, you are not dead. We rushed over as soon as we heard the sound! By the way, your husband

Where are the children?"

Heidi and Mary were talking, while the people behind her dispersed, and the muzzle of the gun in their hands faintly blocked the door.

Inside the door, James' heart sank when he saw this scene.

As a security salesman, he is knowledgeable. The attitude of Heidi's family is obviously not to rescue, I'm afraid, their purpose is also to kill!

At this moment, looking at his wife Mary, James was in an extremely bad mood.