"Swish!" A space shocked, Edward's left arm was shattered, and his screams were almost sound.

Another space shock, Edward's right arm was shattered.

Just as Edward pierced Su Mingan's limbs one by one at the end of the Third World, Su Mingan did the same thing to him, shattering his arms, shattering his bones, and even shattering his mechanical legs.

"Su Ming'an--" Edward lay on the ground, his eyes were congested.

The audience frantically swiped the barrage and asked Su Mingan to stop and ask him to let Edward go, but Su Mingan didn't even look at it.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom".

One after another, each of which was accompanied by an inaudible scream.

In Su Mingan's opinion, this refreshing revenge scene was unchanged. Humans may be companions, chess pieces, or stepping stones, but they should not be enemies.

He lowered his wheelchair, swept through the land that had already survived the Godless Army, and came to Edward.

Edward seemed to want to insult him: "Sooner or later you will be killed like this..."

"Then please let me experience it first." Su Ming said in a dandan.

He did not insult or mock him. If he had not re-set, he would have lost long ago and he would not have laughed at the death of his enemy.

"You must have special abilities... Why is the world taking care of you so much? Su Mingan, how lucky you are..."

A crisp "scratch" sounded, and the last space vibration crushed Edward's neck bone.

Until the end, Edward did not abandon his equipment to beg for mercy, and died with hatred on his face.

The pair of blue and blood-filled eyes stared at Su Ming'an tightly, as if this direction reflected a whole magnificent sky.

Edward had long gone crazy.

He was brainwashed by the major hypnotists and spiritual experts of the United Corps, tempted by the interests of the rulers, and dominated his mind by hatred... nothing left except passing the IQ.

This may be the wisdom of human beings. Even if you don’t have the power to tie a chicken, you can control a powerful butcher knife.

——This may also be the horror of human beings. They turned a living person into a knife.

As the target pointed by the knife, Su Mingan smashed the knife. At this moment, his cheeks were stained with blood and looked out of the screen, as if he could stare coldly at the senior officials who advocated brainwashing through the dry and cold air.

The same kind of cannibalism is one of the unique properties of human beings, the higher animals. The conditions for killing depend on the conflicts between the times and the big and small. The era of "world game" has begun, the powerful become the weak, the weak become the butcher's knife, and the individual still maintains its original position in the induction of the group. This huge contrast between before and after naturally becomes the "contradiction".

The most valuable thing about humans is to construct and maintain themselves, but the top leaders cruelly deprive this and turn humans into coelenteric animals with only one monotonous purpose.

And Su Mingan smashed this coelenteric animal.

When everyone thought he would hold back, he did not hesitate to kill him.

The world is silent.

His gaze was far away, as cold as a sharp knife that had been stabbed back, as if he had passed through thousands of households to declare war through the screen:

“United Corps.”

"Don't have another one."

The tone is firm.
Chapter completed!