Anman did not come back with the prisoners, which was what Shang Junxiao secretly revealed to him. In fact, without Shang Junxiao's indirect instruction, Anman, who was responsible for the safety of the convoy, would not dare to leave the convoy even half a step.

It's early July.

Most people around the world know that the Southern African Community and the New United States are waging a tragic war for survival, but few people know that a group of special personnel appeared in these two wars, and it is the existence of this group of people that ensures

The power supply and water supply in other stable areas have also preserved critical fire for mankind.

However, the fact that the first central axis was lost and three emergency plans were leaked was unexpectedly hidden.

This was something Changkong Haoyi never expected.

Sitting in the seat that once belonged to Shang Junxiao, Changkong Haoyi, who had not received any news from his husband for half a month, was upset. There were mountains of red wine and delicious food on the table, and the floor was littered with girls wearing scantily clad clothes.

.These girls were originally prisoners who were unwilling to surrender, but Changkong Haoyi liked this kind of disobedience, because compared to the obedience brought by fear, Changkong Haoyi enjoyed being liberated after the catalysis of divinity. And the so-called pollution.

White lotus.

However, he himself was not involved, and few people know the specific reasons.

When there was a knock on the door, Changkong Haoyi asked lazily: "Who is it?"

"I."

Hearing this voice, Changkong Haoyi finally became a little interested. He stood up with a smile and came to open the door. Standing outside the door was a tall and elegant woman. Her name was Wenren Jingxue. Her first words almost made No. 1 Xiong'an New District

The evil woman who made the top administrator of the shelter so angry.

Like Changkong Haoyi, Wenren Jingxue is not an ordinary person.

After seeing the white beauty lying on the floor in the room, Wen Ren Jingxue just said coldly: "Sir, I want you to go to Iceland."

Changkong Haoyi was stunned when he heard this: "What are you doing there?"

"I heard that there is an incarnation of the 'Old God' there. He has lived incognito for thousands of years. Sir, I hope you will deal with him and find out the whereabouts of the last 'Old God'." Wenren Jingxue finished.

He took out a still warm photo from his chest and handed it to Changkong Haoyi.

Changkong Haoyi didn't look at the photo after taking it, but put it under his nose and smelled it.

Wenren Jingxue smiled slightly, but there was murderous intent in her smile.

Changkong Haoyi's actions were just to anger Wenren Jingxue. He had no interest in this woman, he just liked to see her angry.

The man in the photo was unshaven and looked like a beggar. Changkong Haoyi asked: "Is this just a photo?"

"Yes, sir, please let me remind you not to confront him head-on." After saying this, Wenren Jingxue turned around and left.

Changkong Haoyi held the photo and smiled meaningfully, then said to himself: "Will I die in Iceland..."

…

At the same time, the new American League was Watson Depps and the original Los Angeles.

After more than a month of attrition, the Southern Army's offensive has weakened a lot, but they are not completely without gains. In this more than a month, the Southern Army has brought more than half of the armed personnel in the shelters of the New American Alliance from the original Mexico.

The region marched towards the "Great Lakes" region, the core hinterland of the New American League. Although it suffered a certain degree of obstruction along the way, it did not have much impact on this desperate army.

On the contrary, more people defected and chose to join the Southern Army. They called themselves the "Army Praying for Survival", which is somewhat similar to the "Army Begging for Survival" that was used to preserve the fire of the Han people during the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms period.

.However, in Zhang Fengyu's eyes, the most fundamental and potential problem faced by the Southern Army now is that even if they can successfully capture the defense lines deployed by the new American coalition government forces in the Great Lakes region and seize enough territory, they have not realized it yet.

In terms of supplies, they cannot ensure that everyone can survive this catastrophe, because this war itself is contrary to "survival".

But there is no way to survive without fighting, so Zhang Fengyu, an outsider, consciously remained silent at this time.

The meeting with Jason Fayer, the commander of the Western Front of the Southern Army, was agreed upon a week ago, but Qin Huan expressed objections at the time.

Although this Fayel is a strong general and his troops on the Western Front are also very brave, judging from his actions after his triumphant advance, this person is not a good person who is worthy of trust and followed.

He doesn't care how many people will die in this battle, what he cares about is how much benefit he and his cronies can get from the war.

In Qin Huan's words, this Fayel is just like a Yuan Shikai alive. He is clearly a villain who is waiting for an opportunity to steal the fruits of the revolution under the banner of democracy and republic. He is basically the same person as the people in power on the New American Alliance Government Army.

But after all, the advance of the Western Front Army more or less threatened the Pacific Rim nuclear power system, and this Fayer actually turned nineteen shelters on the northern West Coast of the United States into tombs by cutting off power.

Intend.

Fortunately, Zhang Fengyu, a "decapitation" team of only thirty people, stood in front of him. Fayel, who was worried that his head would be moved after issuing the order, gave up his plan to get involved in the Pacific Rim nuclear power system. But today

, Fayel held a Hongmen Banquet to entertain Zhang Fengyu. Judging from his treacherous expression, he must have still not given up.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Zhang Fengyu not only did not show a smile, but looked at Fayel with a cold face and said: "Some of your subordinates freeze to death or starve to death every day. They followed you to leave the shelter to seek justice and peace.

Human rights, but I didn’t expect that I would unintentionally fatten up a big rat like you.”

Zhang Fengyu, who didn't care at all whether his words would anger the fat white man in front of him, didn't even think about sitting down.

A coldness flashed across Fayel's eyes when he heard this, and he laughed dryly without getting angry: "You are right, these delicacies do look a bit decadent at this time, but according to you Chinese

How can we treat guests from far away so slowly? What's more, if you can sit down and have a frank chat, maybe we can end this war as soon as possible, and my people will die a lot less, isn't it?

?"

Unexpectedly, Fayel, a fat man, looks fat and big-eared, but his brain is still useful.

Zhang Fengyu was silent for a while and suddenly smiled. He sat down and picked up the red wine glass.

Fayel is naturally happy. In his opinion, it is hypocritical to talk about the survival of mankind in this era. So it is better not to think about anything and sit down and have a drink.

After two glasses of red wine, most of the steak and cheese pie on the table were eaten. Zhang Fengyu, who was completely unceremonious, patted his belly and said with a smile: "Thank you for the hospitality. I think we can talk about business now."

When you drink, you become one of your own. This is not only valid in China, but is also the most direct way of communication around the world.

Fayel looked very fat, but he didn't eat much. He wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, I know you are a very powerful person. You and your organization have been very successful in the past half month."

It also makes the entire American battlefield look up to you. I think not only are we afraid of you, but those New American League politicians who rely on the Great Lakes to plan their own survival must also be hiding in the deepest places of the shelter. So, let’s not beat around the bush. Just tell us.

Your purpose, or we can negotiate a suitable 'price' and then you can help us end this war as soon as possible. What do you think?"

Zhang Fengyu, who had known that this damn fat man would not treat him to an American dinner for no reason, was not surprised at all. He took out a toothpick from his pocket and picked it between his teeth and said: "Actually, you all misunderstood our intention. We are here.

We are not here to get a share of the pie. In fact, we are just a group of pure idealists, but our behavior is biased toward realism. So... I will make it clear that I personally look forward to the internal war in your new American League.

There is a proper peaceful solution. After all, if the fight continues like this, no matter who wins in the end, they will be severely damaged. This is obviously not conducive to the overall destiny of mankind, so... we are concerned about your war, but

We are not very interested and will not participate in it. We are here just to defend the Central Pacific Nuclear Power System and the organization. Some of you have done anything to harm innocent civilians in order to win. In addition, you are setting up your battle on the frontal battlefield.

Whether it's a fight to the death or sending assassins to each other to carry out the 'decapitation' order, we don't need to worry about it. This means that we won't kind-heartedly help you just because you are the weaker side.

, and I will not switch to their protection just because the other party has a higher chance of winning. So, have I made it clear enough?"

Fayel nodded after hearing this. He was not stupid, so he naturally understood what Zhang Fengyu meant.

It's just that Fayel is a person who never gives up until he reaches his goal. What he thinks is that even if you don't help me, I can't let the tiger return to the mountain and let others have the opportunity to take advantage of it. So...

"Well, Mr. Zhang is indeed righteous, but... As the commander of the Western Front, I am a man who cannot avoid vulgarity. I promised that the people who follow and support us in launching this war will live a happy and stable life without worrying too much about the future.

So I can only say sorry to you." As Fayel spoke, a sly smile naturally appeared on his expression.

Zhang Fengyu suddenly frowned and said, "Did you poison me?"

Fayel looked at the cleanly eaten steak in front of Zhang Fengyu and said: "This is the ration I found in the backpack of a government officer. It is said that the steak inside is... the best quality from Japan."

Sea-fed steak has a fresh and tender taste and a rich aroma. It is a top-quality ingredient that is full of praise... It's a pity that even the best ingredients become the last supper after adding deadly cyanide. Mr. Zhang

, you should be able to understand my difficulties."

When Zhang Fengyu heard this, his expression changed, his brows furrowed, and he fell to the ground holding his stomach.

Fayel sneered when he saw this: "I thought you were some kind of righteous person, but I didn't expect that a piece of meat could solve the problem. It's really ridiculous."

Zhang Fengyu fell to the ground in cold sweat, and hissed: "Aren't you afraid that my people will come to retaliate?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but I'm also familiar with the Chinese art of war, so while I'm inviting you to be my guest, my people have already come to your door to give your brothers that thing called... what you Chinese people often say, oh!

I'm sending you some warmth." Fayel really looked like a villain.

Zhang Fengyu was in so much pain that he could not speak.

Cyanide is extremely toxic, and most people will die within a very short period of time if they are exposed to even a tiny bit of it.

Zhang Fengyu has a special physique, so he persists until now.

He tried to struggle to get up, but Fayel's men stepped on his back, and then he was spat at: "Bah! Yellow pig! You actually want to be the savior! Boss, just let me...

Just kill this bastard with a gun."

Fayel walked over and said with a smile: "Don't worry about my brother. Rather than letting him die so quickly, I would rather know how strong the limits of human beings are."

Zhang Fengyu, who was tortured to death by cyanide, began to hallucinate. He looked at Fayel in confusion, and then twitched all over and said, "How dare you!"

Fayel was stunned and asked his subordinates: "What did he say?"

The subordinate shook his head: "I don't understand."

At this time, an untimely voice suddenly came from outside the door and said: "The classical Chinese he said means, 'Boy, how dare you do this to me?' Oh, that's right... didn't you say you had read the Art of War? This

Do not know at all?"

When Fayel looked up, standing at the door was a 1.9-meter-tall Asian man with a dagger in his hand, and the tip of the blade was still stained with blood.

"Who are you?" Fayel asked confused.

The man at the door then introduced himself: "Me? My name is Yin Cai. I am the subordinate of the poor acting brother on the ground behind you. I am here to give you warmth."

After saying this, Yincai smiled slightly, and suddenly a girl appeared behind him.

Before Fayel and his men could get their guns, Yin Cai covered her ears. The girl opened her mouth, and Fayel and his strong men were both killed on the spot.

Fortunately, Zhang Miao is now able to master his own power proficiently. He no longer goes all out when launching an attack like in the past, and then leaves blood stains everywhere.

Zhang Fengyu, who had already stood up and returned to the table to sit down, touched his nose, looked at the two bad guys on the ground who were not dead yet, smiled slightly, and said: "I'm sorry, my acting skills are just average, let's live and watch."

Fayel's seven orifices were bleeding and he died with his eyes closed.

He couldn't understand how a person could survive after eating steak laced with so much cyanide.
To be continued...