Yang Donghai once again grabbed the mutant fat meat, gritted his teeth and lifted it up hard, finally revealing half of his arm.

"Sister Hongshao! Use force! Use force!" Zhu Zhenzhen pulled it twice but couldn't pull it out and shouted at Yang Donghai in a hurry:

"Oh, are you a man?"

Am I not a man?

"Drink—" Yang Donghai's muscles on his arms raised blood vessels, and his true energy burst out in anger, which actually lifted up half of his body's huge mutant as high as twenty floors!

His explosion was so great that not only Lu Hongshao was exposed, but also Greedy Wolf, who was pressed under the mutant image, the two saints of Jumen and Zhao Zhiqiang and the other thirty-something brothers were exposed...

"Cough cough..." Tianlang lay on the ground and coughed violently, waved his hand at Yang Donghai weakly:

"Thank you, God... Commander!"

Jumen, Zhao Zhiqiang and others also climbed up one after another. Although they were pressed under such a huge mutant image, they either had true qi protection like the Greedy Wolf Jumen, or like Zhao Zhiqiang, they were strengthened in the second stage and were not crushed to death by the mutant image. They were all slightly or severely injured.

Except for Fat Tiger.

"Don't rely on Fat Tiger!" Zhao Zhiqiang smiled and kicked Fat Tiger. Everyone was pressed by the mutant phenomenon, and only one fat Tiger was left. Zhao Zhiqiang didn't think about it in a bad direction at all.

But Fat Tiger's body shook softly and still lay still, and the smile on Zhao Zhiqiang's face froze.

Kneeling on the ground with a "thump" and Zhao Zhiqiang grabbed Fat Tiger's shoulder with his trembling hands: "Fat Tiger! How are you?"

Fat Tiger barely raised her head, looked at Zhao Zhiqiang with a distracted look, and pulled the corner of her mouth to laugh.

But unexpectedly, blood fountains surged out as soon as his mouth opened, and he lowered his head weakly.

Zhao Zhiqiang, a tall, big, black and fat man who was as tall, big, black and fat as Lu Zhishen's rebirth, suddenly burst into tears in his eyes.

He could feel the bones on Fat Tiger's body were broken. Although he had not yet died, his life was still hanging...

Lu Hongshao quietly sent a message to ask Zhenzhen: "Why..."

Zhu Zhenzhen frowned slightly and shook her head hard: Don’t talk! I didn’t see anyone else going to die!

Yang Donghai quickly squatted down and stuffed the healing medicine for Zhenzhen into Fat Tiger's mouth.

"It's all for me..." Zhao Zhiqiang lowered his head and looked like a wounded wolf, and said hoarsely:

"Fat Hu said, let me just rush, he will follow me, and I will see him as soon as I look back..."

Everyone immediately understood why Fat Tiger, who is obviously one level worse in strength, is here.

Fat Tiger, who was just a first-level evolver, followed Zhao Zhiqiang, the second-level strengthener, to charge forward!

He rushed and rushed, just to catch up with his brother's footsteps, just to see him as soon as his brother turned around...

The joy of Yang Donghai, Tianlang and the others after the disaster was instantly diluted, and their throats were as if they were blocked. Perhaps it was too smooth since they joined the Dragon Scale Master, which caused them to be unable to come back to their senses when some comrades fell in front of them. They stood blankly like stone statues, silently watching the fat tiger fighting with the god of death with tears in their eyes. The calmest one was the calmest one.

"What are you doing!" Zhu Zhenzhen's voice was very sharp, stinging everyone's eardrums: "Don't you save others?"

"Yes! Yes! Save other brothers!" Yang Donghai suddenly woke up as if he was beaten up.

He let go of the pain in his heart and burned the fire of hope again. Since so many of them can survive with the cover of mutant phenomena, there are huge mutant beasts everywhere here, and there must be other brothers who have survived!

If you seize the time, you will probably be able to save it. If time goes on for a long time, it might be really crushed to death by the mutant beast!

Tianlang and Jumen quickly followed him to save people, and the female soldiers of Lu Hongshao and others were not willing to let the enemy down.

Only Zhao Zhiqiang was left, holding the fat tiger, who was so angry that he knelt on the ground, his eyes blurred by tears.

It was not until Fat Tiger finally recovered that Zhao Zhiqiang's heart was relieved. At this time, he suddenly remembered something. After carefully putting down Fat Tiger, he jumped up and grabbed the big pig-killing knife of the millstone!

"Asif! My God, your grandma!" Zhao Zhiqiang burst out with a hysterical roar and rushed towards the cannon in the distance!

"Zhao Zhiqiang!" Yang Donghai roared angrily. He yelled at Tianlang and the others while chasing Zhao Zhiqiang:

"You guys keep saving people!"

Tanlang and Jumen suppressed their impulse because they knew that it was the most critical time to save people.

Zhao Zhiqiang and Yang Donghai rushed to the rows of cannons one after another and stopped in amazement.

The Pakistani artillery soldiers were already dead, lying on the ground in a row, and blood dyed the beach red like a tide...

"Let's go!" Yang Donghai greeted Zhao Zhiqiang and continued to look for Pakistan's brigade commander Asif.

Both of them were frightened all the way. Pakistan's independent armored brigade was all dead!

Until they found Asif's jeep and found Asif who was knocked down at the other side of the front of the car...

An ominous premonition arose in Yang Donghai's heart: "Old Zhao, have you noticed a problem?"

"...What's the problem?" Zhao Zhiqiang looked confused. He no longer knew who was the real enemy.

"They all died under the knife..." Yang Donghai bent down and put his standard saber on the chest of Asif's adjutant. Asif's adjutant was killed by a knife on the chest. The knife was too deep and even cut off the ribs and broke the heart. The standard saber similar to the Tang sword equipped by the country in Yang Donghai's hand, which was specially equipped for the Dragon Scale Master, just fits the blade...

After pausing, Yang Donghai added: "They all died under our knife..."

"Under our knife?" Zhao Zhiqiang growled in anger and confusedly: "But we obviously don't..."

"It doesn't matter whether we have it, what's important is..." Yang Donghai's eyes were deep: "Does the whole world think there is it!"

"They framed us!" Zhao Zhiqiang's eyes were red and gritted his teeth: "The teacher will definitely not let them go..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhiqiang was stunned: "Captain, division commander..."

Yang Donghai's heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. Beilong was the undefeated God of War in their hearts, so they never thought about whether Beilong would die. What a joke, how could God die?

However, if the division commander was still there, he would have already taken his brothers to chase the real murderer behind the scenes long ago?
Chapter completed!