Volume 2 Chapter 132 Can It Really Work?

  After the white smoke dispersed, the scene inside the hall directly stunned these powerful leaders, and even those who were slightly sober at this time were also shocked, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

  Looking at the piles of mangled flesh and corpses on the floor of the hall, it's simply a slaughterhouse; various exploded flesh and bone fragments, bodies broken in two, headless corpses, the weight of over a hundred people covering the small auditorium-like hall with a thick layer, below which was a mixture of bright red, deep red, dark red, and white colors all blending together into a reddish hue, appearing extremely brutal.

  A thick, pungent smell spread out, making it hard for people to breathe, until many of them finally reacted and couldn't help but vomit uncontrollably, spewing out bile, their faces deathly pale and unbearable - clearly this had exceeded their limits of endurance.

  But hearing Gong Zhengwei's loud shout, the leaders of these forces dared not to take action. The example in front of them was a living one. They did not think they were much more powerful than some small rascals. Even if they all came together, they did not dare to act because they were afraid!

  Just like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, the sheep did not have any psychology to resist, and their instinctive rejection was to make an enemy of Liang Jing.

  Like them, Gao Zhengwei's sidekick, Gao Yaotai, also chose to leave. This awakened being with extremely strong hard qigong was now far away from Gao Zhengwei; of course, he wasn't afraid of opposing Liang Jing, but the relationship between Gao Zhengwei and Xiaorou made him despair of Gao Zhengwei. When it came to national and ethnic boundaries, he decisively broke off with Gao Zhengwei, which was already a consideration for how much the other side had valued and taken care of him before; otherwise, he wouldn't have let this traitorous existence have a good ending.

  His passion and roots are all here, in his heart this is an insurmountable barrier.

  Tap! Tap tap!――

  Liang Jing recovered from the crazy killing spree, and in an instant, he stared at Gong Zhengwei. He didn't want to wait any longer. He was annoyed by this feeling, that after killing this person, so many stray cats and dogs would come out to block his way. Even now, because of the appearance of these little rascals, his mood was very unpleasant. Even though he had just brutally vented his anger, he still felt very unhappy!

  Boom!

  Looking at Liang Jing, his armor was shining brightly, but now it's covered in blood, flesh and debris. He looked like an undead war god crawling out of a pile of corpses on an ancient battlefield, or a bloodthirsty Asura climbing out of hell. His aura was overwhelming, his presence was intimidating.

  In an instant, Gong Zhengwei had a feeling that he was going to be finished off. The other party really wanted to kill him and was doing so without any qualms. He now regretted more than ever for getting involved in this matter, for agreeing to Tu Wugui's request. Otherwise, how could he have provoked this devil, this madman?

  My god! The world has really changed, even such a madman exists. Looking at the hall leaders and bodyguards, all pretending not to see him, keeping their distance from him, his heart was thoroughly chilled. He's really finished, his subordinates either dead or scattered, a sense of despair and abandonment filled his heart.

  No, I won't die! No matter what.

  "No, don't kill me, you'll be in big trouble if you do. Don't kill me, I'll be your subordinate, a slave, just please don't kill me, Liang Jing. I'm the team's political commissar, I can help you with many things, really, please don't kill me." Gong Zhengwei fell to the ground, ignoring the pain from his broken ribs, and tearfully begged Liang Jing.

  Heaven!

  Everyone was stunned for a moment, but soon they could understand it. Gong Zheng's behavior was really easy to understand. Who doesn't want to live? Maybe one day they will face the same situation and do the same thing.

  But this does not affect the contemptuous glances cast upon him by everyone, this person is too extreme.

  He raised the dark golden giant sword in his hand high, looking at Gong Zhengwei two meters away. Liang Jing's eyes carried an icy cold light that was unparalleled, and the temperature seemed to drop by several degrees wherever he passed. He hated this man to the extreme, for he had desecrated the sacredness in Liang Jing's heart. He wanted to kill him, letting his blood wash away the desecration of the sacredness in his heart. No one could stop him, without any scruples.

  "Halt! You dare! Stop right there!" Just then, a loud shout came from outside the door, with a strong and decisive tone, as if he was used to giving orders.

  But for Liang Jing, it had no effect at all. With his extremely high senses and the small map that was even more powerful than radar, everything around him was under his surveillance. The loud roar emitted by the opponent showed a strong power, which was not much lower than his own previous roar.

  But Liang Jing didn't take it to heart at all, and it didn't affect his actions in the slightest. On the contrary, he was even more stimulated by the successive appearance of people trying to stop him, and his anger, which had been ignited by Xiaorou's traitorous behavior, now burned even more fiercely.

  Gong Zhengwei was almost desperate, but unexpectedly a turning point appeared at this time. The desire to survive surpassed everything, and he used all his strength to shout loudly.

  "Lao Zhang, come and save me quickly, hurry up and bring all the troops over. If this murderous devil king is not killed, he will become a future trouble, endless troubles..."

  Gong Zhengwei was over the moon, having been hopeless and now suddenly seeing a glimmer of hope, he couldn't calm down at all, even forgetting that his life and death were still in Liang Jing's control.

  Wū! ——

  In Liang Jing's icy gaze, a dark golden giant blade tore through the air, carrying a deathly aura and a mournful hum. Before anyone could react, it was all over in an instant.

  "Ah! —— Pain, pain, pain!" Originally still in the excitement of being reborn from a desperate situation, Gong Zheng suddenly woke up to intense pain and couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, his body instinctively struggling.

  At this time, everyone saw what was happening in Gong Zheng's struggle and was once again frightened by Liang Jing's ruthlessness. It was too cruel! The previous small rb was indeed instant death, but now Gong Zheng's four limbs were directly torn from his body, the whole person became a human stick, and the four wounds continued to spurt blood, becoming more and more unbridled as he struggled.

  Liang Jing didn't even look at the opponent's downfall, he was already used to this kind of scene, having killed so many pigs in the past, that time wasn't fresh blood constantly spraying out, there was no feeling that anything was wrong.

  He turned around, his icy gaze swept over the others before finally settling on the person who had shouted at him to stop, a man in his thirties with a lean and wiry build, dark skin, and a sharp jawline that gave off an air of determination and strength, exuding an aura of swift and decisive action.

  He is a military man, and his rank is not low. He has a strong and resolute character. This was Liang Jing's initial impression. Of course, Liang Jing wouldn't determine what kind of person he was based on this alone, after all, Gong Zheng had not always been so upright in the past.

  There were two others accompanying him. One was in his forties, with a square face and a steady demeanor, standing beside the slender man, seemingly like a bodyguard; another was also in his forties, with an ordinary appearance and a hint of literary air, medium build, wearing a blood-stained uniform, surprisingly, just like Gong Zhengwei who was lying on the ground screaming with limbs constantly bleeding out, they were both political commissars.

  "You - how dare you, have you eaten the gall of a fierce leopard?" Looking at Commander Gōng on the ground, as well as the numerous corpses and scattered flesh around him, Captain Zhāng's dark face seemed to twitch for a moment, clearly not having expected his opponent to be so ruthless and sinister, completely beyond his expectations.

  "Tell me, who are you and why are you so vicious? Do you know who he is? He's a murderer of public officials! You're breaking the law!" Captain Zhang's dark face glowed with a red light, showing his agitation.

  Liang Jing narrowed his eyes, with a cold glint flashing in them. At this moment, he was extremely displeased. Now someone had appeared to block him directly, and even pressed charges against him, saying that he would be punished according to the law. The giant blade that had been carried on his back was once again drawn out and grasped in his hand.

  Watching Liang Jing's movements and the miserable scene in the field, almost everyone's heart contracted again, shrinking their necks, as if they felt a chill.

  Damn it, here we go again!

  Liang Jing didn't care about other people's reactions, he hated these people and their words, feeling they were just various laws and regulations standing at a high point judging him and these 'ordinary people', whereas in contrast, before the apocalypse, he had seen too many cases online of murder going unpunished, rape not being sentenced, as long as they didn't care whether others believed them or not, as long as they themselves believed it, that was ok.

  Thinking of these, Liang Jing's mood became even worse. As the saying goes, "the suffering is scarce but not evenly distributed". Nima, under the slogan of everyone being equal, this contrast makes him feel that this world is too hypocritical and suffocating.

  Can it be more realistic?

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  One more!

  Are we going to start a war? Bring it on!