When everyone heard Lin Guang’s question, they looked at Su Mingan.

...Lin Guang actually said hello to Luves? What is their relationship?

"What are you here to do?" Su Mingan said.

He saw that there were at least hundreds of mechanical troops behind Lin Guang, and his weapons and equipment were far better than those of the beacon shelter. If the fight started, it would be a one-sided massacre. These left-behind members could not stop such an iron army unless Tretia and others took action.

"Today is the last day of my patrol in District 11, so I'll invite you to go back to the city of God with me." Lin Guang stretched out his hand, his eyes bright: "You are my best friend, let me go, Luves, there is a city without cold and strange beasts."

Lin Guang's mouth was slightly raised, and he seemed to be trying hard to practice smiling, his smile was much more natural than when he was walking last night.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Su Mingan in shock.

...They never heard of Lin Guang's friend. Even Noah, who is also a god-god, had a cold relationship with Lin Guang. But Luves could actually become Lin Guang's "best friend".

If this invitation is given to them, most people will find it difficult to refuse, and it is a city of gods without danger and cold.

If Luves obeyed the temptation...

"Sorry." Su Mingan's voice came out: "I have joined the free camp."

Lin Guang blinked his eyes. After a moment, the smile on his face faded, and his voice gradually sinks.

"This is the third time you rejected me." Lin Guang said.

He raised his hand, and the cold metal light instantly surrounded the land. The black muzzle of the mechanical army raised up, as if it was connected to a dark bottomless abyss.

People became nervous in an instant, even the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled picked up their weapons.

"It's a bit exciting, I'll fuck the boss when I get up..." Lu whispered.

A metallic luster emerged in Sen's hands, which was his "source" ability.

Cheng Luohe raised the vermilion sniper rifle, and the white source gathered in his eyes.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand and aimed his palm at the vast mechanical army. His mana value of more than 4,000 was enough to bombard the group of machinery into scrap iron.

"Bring them out." Lin Guang suddenly said this.

In people's stagnant sight, the mechanical army pushed a team of humans. They were old and young, of different heights, but they were all covered with blood-colored cloaks and were members of the beacon shelter.

"Do you want to play hostages?" Su Ming'an's voice was very cold.

As soon as he became the leader of Fenghuo, Lin Guang wanted to use Fenghuo's hostage to force him to surrender. Whether he saved or did not save these people, it would cause criticism.

"No, I don't, I just..." Lin Guang explained: "Luves, listen to me, the person I shot and killed just now was sick. Although it was still in the incubation period, I saw that he was sick and would kill him. This group of people also had sickness, so I ordered the Mechanical Army to bring them together to prevent you from being infected."

He explained vigorously, as if he wanted Su Mingan not to blame him wrongly.

"--nonsense!"

In the crowd, An Jie gritted her teeth and shouted loudly: "They are not missing, let them go, you demon!"

She could not tell at all that these hostages were sick, as this was clearly Lin Guang's conspiracy.

"Yes, we don't..."

"My memory is still very clear, how could it be missing?"

"Chief, save us..."

Dozens of people held hostage by the mechanical army spoke out loud. They looked at Sen and Su Mingan with begging eyes, and a woman even wanted to pounce on her.

"Anjie, Anjie, save mom, mom is not sick..." The blonde woman plucked the cold mechanical army and looked at Anjie in the crowd. Her blonde hair was curly and dirty, with dust and scratches on her face.

They condemn, verbally abused, and sweared in the worst words to describe Lin Guang. It seemed that he deserved to go to the eighteen levels of hell and endure the pain of skinning and frying.

——And Lin Guang said nothing about this.

He just looked at Su Mingan quietly, with a deep in his eyes that almost measured everything.

The look seemed to be asking silently... Luves, do you believe me?

"Lord, let Lin Guang let them go. You and Lin Guang are good friends. As long as you talk, he will definitely agree." An Jie turned her head and asked Su Mingan for help.

Although she didn't know why Luves knew Lin Guang, she was indifferent at this time and only had her relatives in her heart.

Su Mingan looked at the colorful crowd.

He spoke-

"Bang!"

A sudden gunshot.

A bullet suddenly came out from behind his side and penetrated the forehead of a member of the beacon fire held by the Mechanical Army with great accuracy, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

The blood on the head was flooded like paint, reflecting on the ice-white mechanical army, like red flowers in the snow.

——Tretia, with long beige hair floating and wearing goggles, was holding a gun and shooting a member of the beacon fire held hostage by the Mechanical Army.

Her gun was fired too fast and too steadily, and Su Mingan still didn't notice it. It was her decisive and murderous shot that suddenly took Qiuli's life.

Tretia's combat power is as high as 3,000 points. After experiencing the catastrophe of the century, she is the strongest person in the war fire, and even Sen is not as good as her.

"Ah--!" The scream sounded. People never expected that it was not Lin Guang who shot, but Tretia among them.

Tretia pushed her hair behind her ears and looked calm.

"These people are indeed suffering from deletion, Lin Guang is right." She said coldly: "I judge that at least more than 80% of these people have deletion. They should have symptoms that have only recently appeared."

At this moment, the tenderness and sweetness of the "Teacher" called Akto was gone, but a kind of indifference to judge life.

She is the judge of Fenghuo and enjoys the privilege of judging life anytime, anywhere.

Seeing this, Su Mingan finally understood why Tretia has always been unpopular.

People are always afraid of people holding guns, just like casual players are afraid of adventure players.

"Bang!"

Tretia aimed at the hostage and fired again.

Whenever her fair fingers pull the trigger, a person will fall down with blood. She is like a god of death who keeps falling sickles, "judging" people's survival value and taking their lives.

"Tretia, how can you believe Lin Guang's words-" someone shouted.

"I didn't believe him. I was judging with my eyes." Tretia Dandan said: "People who are missing will be confused and remember the lake of memory. These can be vaguely seen from their appearance. Although there will still be misjudgments, I believe that my eyes have at least 80% accuracy."

She aimed at the beacon members in the mechanical army and fired again.

She can be appointed as the ruling, naturally different from ordinary people. She has a very strong acumen towards human expressions, and few symptoms of missing persons can escape her hawkeye.

The situation of this group of hostages is indeed wrong, as if they are sick. She would rather kill by mistake than let go. She wants to eliminate the hidden crisis among the crowd. This is the best way to continue civilization.

Su Mingan is the lord. He wants to maintain his majesty and pure whiteness. Just be this person with blood stains on his hands. She can do everything dirty for him.

She fired again.

"Bang!"

Anjie could no longer bear it, so she rushed up and hugged Tretia's arm, because the muzzle had already been aimed at Anjie's mother.

"Listen to me, Tretia...We can't let Linguang watch the show. My mother is really not missing. I can let her prove it..."

This strong An Jie was in tears at this moment. Before such a crisis, people are prone to lose all their will and dignity.

Tretia glanced at Lin Guang who had not moved, and then looked at Su Mingan.

"…farce." Su Mingan whispered.

People who have [missile disease] must be executed, so even if the precursor symptoms of Memory Lake occur, people will try not to let others discover it.

It is human nature to live.

But in shelters that may fall apart at any time, their self-protection behavior becomes "selfish". It seems that only by gently accepting death is the right thing to be praised?

...This is also a farce.

Life seems ironic and inferior.

Anjie called her mother's name and told her mother to pass through the Mechanical Army and approach her.

At the moment they were about to hug each other, a golden bullet from Tretia penetrated Anjie's mother who was stumbled.

Anjie shouted frantically, her mother fell three steps away from her, calling Anjie's birthday and name before she died.

"Tretia-!!"

Anjie was crying blood, like a madman. She stretched her arms wildly, trying to scratch Tretia's face.

"Tretia, why don't you give my mother a little more time to prove it-why!" Anjie roared.

Tretia pushed away her manic hand, her face covered with scars from pinching her fingernails.

Most of the injuries Tretia suffered were not from the mechanical army and the strange beasts, but from the people in the shelter - those who were protected by her.

Pinch, kick, bite, scratch...

They always target her with the most feared and hated eyes. It seems that because of her, their relatives are missing.

"Mom is not missing at all - she was still calling me, calling my birthday and name-!" An Jie roared, her body covered in mud, her hands stained with her mother's blood, and she no longer had that beautiful look.

"Because of your mother, in the end, I only remember your birthday and name." Su Ming said in a dandan.
To be continued...