Chapter 275 The Avenger

Qiaodong won, but it was a miserable victory.

More than thousands of people died in this battle.

This is not a time to cheer, too many corpses are located in every corner of the east of the bridge, what people have to do now is to dispose of these corpses as soon as possible, because once the corpses rot, it is likely to cause a large-scale plague, For today's medical level, the plague represents a disaster.

Thousands of corpses were piled up by the survivors, and a few professionals who were breathing a little were on standby. Their next task was to use their own power to burn these hidden dangers of disaster into ashes.

This is not an easy task, especially among the corpses that are about to be burned, there is a high possibility that there will be your comrades-in-arms and relatives. Some professionals could not bear the pressure and cried bitterly, but they had to grit their teeth and persevere. Because this is their mission and responsibility.

There is still a lot of follow-up work.

The people who survived by chance looked at the piled up corpses, and their tears had dried up. They didn't even have time to say goodbye to their relatives, and the corpses in front of them had already turned into a cup of loess.

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Looking at every report in front of him, Feng Zhiyong felt extreme pain in his heart.

"Tell me, has the final statistics of the death come out?" Feng Zhiyong was dealing with government affairs non-stop. At this moment, he had to figure out how many people died in this battle.

"Well... the general data has been calculated by the investigation team, and the list records we collected..."

"I just want to know the number of deaths."

"Number of deaths?" The tired Han Qiang froze for a moment, and then said with complicated eyes:

"The death toll is 1,630, the missing number is 309, and some stampedes occurred in the south, and more than 207 people were killed..."

Feng Zhiyong remained silent. This was not a flood or a mudslide. Obviously, the so-called missing persons were poor people who were swallowed by the devil.

The shattered bones made it impossible to distinguish the identity of the deceased.

The only gratification is that Feng Zhiyong made preparations early, but some small-scale chaos occurred, and they were stopped in time before it expanded.

besides.

Zhou Xian died.

This is what makes Feng Zhiyong really heartbroken. Zhou Xian played a big role in being able to still hold the position of colonel when Hong Jiuling was staring at him.

It can be said that Zhou Xian is the minister of the conservative faction. What's more, this old man is not only powerful, but also has a good understanding of human relationships. He has often advised Feng Zhiyong in the past.

But now that Zhou Xian died, Feng Zhiyong truly lost his arm, and his grief was extreme.

This is the end of the world, and there are dangers at any time, even if you were once a legendary master, you can't resist the arrangement of fate...

The entire street, the entire battlefield, and even the entire prosperous urban area have been devastated, like a hellish ruin.

On the road, there are devil's remains, broken bones, fine bone meal, smelly rotten meat, black internal organs, trampled meat paste, withered hell flowers...

The corpses of devils are like rubbish, spreading all over the streets in disorder, while the fresh corpses and fresh skeletons of human beings are also mixed in, forming a stark contrast...

Seeing the fate of former compatriots and former comrades-in-arms, the depressed survivors were even more helpless. They either kept silent, sobbed softly, or burst into tears, venting their distress in various ways sad……

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After the disaster, how to appease the people and rebuild after the disaster is the top priority.

No matter how sad Feng Zhiyong is, he still needs to stand up and stabilize the situation at this time.

Moreover, almost all the high-level conservatives were destroyed, which indicated that the people below had become a piece of loose sand, but the more this time, the more they needed to be treated calmly.

Once there is a mutiny, the entire east of the bridge will be destroyed.

Throughout the ages, mutiny has heralded a change of dynasty, and Qiaodong has finally eradicated the cancer. Feng Zhiyong does not want to usher in a second meaningless battle.

Soft policy.

In any case, stabilize the conservatives first, and decide on the rest later.

The devil came, although it brought devastation to Qiaodong and took away countless familiar faces, but it cannot be denied, Qiaodong finally persisted.

What's more, some ordinary people actually broke through their own limitations in that desperate environment, successfully awakened, and became a professional.

This can be regarded as an unexpected harvest, and Qiaodong can recover some vitality through this.

Those who live become heroes, but those who die should also be remembered, so Feng Zhiyong set up a hero shrine in Qiaodong Street through talking with his subordinates, in order to commemorate those soldiers who died heroically for Qiaodong!

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Xu Hongzhuang was crying.

There was a corpse in front of her covered with a white cloth. To be treated in such a chaotic environment, it was obvious that the other party was not an ordinary character.

Zhou Xian's remains.

In this battle, the strongest who fell from the main combat faction.

Xu Hongzhuang blamed herself a little. She obviously noticed some problems, but under the threat of Chen Feng, she still didn't say it out. If...she had been braver just now, this kind old man might not have died.

Self-blame outweighs sorrow.

The age difference between Xu Hongzhuang and Zhou Xian is too great, so they can't be regarded as friendships. The relationship between the two is more like colleagues and comrades-in-arms.

But Xu Hongzhuang still cried.

She was berating herself for her silence.

She clearly knew that Chen Feng had some schemes of her own against Qiaodong, but she didn't stop them in time, and instead became an accomplice, pushing Zhou Xian into hell step by step.

She is still too young.

Between kindness and darkness, this girl with her own beliefs always tends to the former.

She may not be afraid of bloodshed, hard work, or even death. She regards Qiaodong and the survivors around her as the direction of her efforts.

She indulged Chen Feng and asked this kind old man to capture Hong Jiuling himself, but in the end, his heart was hollowed out and he died miserably in the hands of the other party.

She's a little bit lost, wondering if everything she's insisting on is right.

"Because you are too weak.

Just when Xu Hongzhuang was sad and helpless, a familiar male voice suddenly appeared from the side.

It was Chen Feng.

He seemed to have been here for some time, but he didn't come out until now.

Xu Hongzhuang didn't react too much, she just raised her head, with a trace of anger mixed in her blank eyes, it was the man in front of her who made her have a rift in her faith.

"It was you who killed Mr. Zhou." Xu Hongzhuang whispered.

"It was Hong Jiuling who killed him, and it has nothing to do with me."

Xu Hongzhuang pursed her lips, a little annoyed at Chen Feng's nonchalant appearance, she stopped talking, trying to use silence to protest the other party's cold-bloodedness.

Chen Feng smiled, and said in a pitiful tone: "In the final analysis, you are still too weak. Your so-called justice is extremely fragile in the face of reality."

"You think you can change everything with power, but you can't save Zhou Xian who is in danger."

"What do you use to escape my control? I can verbally give you freedom, but you yourself live in the shadow of the past. Unless your power can completely crush me, otherwise everything you insist on is nothing but wishful thinking."

Xu Hongzhuang clenched her fists, her eyes struggled, she didn't know what she was thinking.

A gleam of red light appeared in Chen Feng's eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said slowly: "It is because you are too weak that you feel confused."

"If you were stronger than Hong Jiuling, you would have had the chance to kill him when you discovered his secret."

"If you are stronger than me, you can stop Zhou Xian from taking risks and save this old man who means a lot to Qiaodong."

"But you are nothing, you have no foundation, no strength, just like a puppet, swayed by fate at will, all struggles are in vain."

These words pierced into Xu Hongzhuang's heart like a blade, and her face turned pale. Chen Feng did not torture her physically this time, but attacked her mentally, making her realize that the current self How useless it is.

Xu Hongzhuang raised her head, her eyes were bloodshot, she looked at Chen Feng, and said in a deep voice, "If I have the power, can I say no?"

Chen Feng's expression was rather playful, and he said, "Yes."

"Hong Jiuling's power has been destroyed, and the main combat faction has also suffered a fatal blow. This is your best chance to seize power. If you rely on you alone, maybe you can't, but you have me."

"I will help you master Qiaodong!"

"I want to tell you a secret. The so-called Hong Jiuling is just an appetizer. The world will become more dangerous in the future. Evil existences are watching the home you want to protect."

"Use your strength to say no to this world. If you master Qiaodong, you will become the strongest king in this land."

"Feng Zhiyong is old. Even though he was a hero in the past, now he has become a little indecisive. It is his step-by-step patience that almost brought Qiaodong into a state of doom. This city needs a new ruler. A strong ruler, a ruler who dares to say no to all injustices and enemies."

"Accept my invitation. Only by standing in the same position can our relationship be equal. I look forward to your transformation."

Chen Feng's figure disappeared around the corner, leaving only the bewildered Xu Hongzhuang kneeling on the spot. After a while, she slowly stood up, and a long knife appeared in her hand. Into two pieces, the black hair slowly fell to the ground, as if foreshadowing something.

Xu Hongzhuang cut off her favorite long hair, as if saying goodbye to her past self.

She betrayed.

But there doesn't seem to be a betrayal either.

Xu Hongzhuang regards Feng Zhiyong as her elder and teacher, but their beliefs diverge. She harbors a vengeful demon in her bones.

Involved by Feng Zhiyong and the conservatives, this vengeful demon was tightly sealed, but with the arrival of Chen Feng, those seals were broken bit by bit.

today.

The demon finally lifted the seal and regained control of the body.

No one can wield a butcher's knife wantonly in Qiaodong.

No one, no creature, no existence can show off in front of her.

Her family died in the mouth of the monster, Qiaodong was almost destroyed, and countless people lost their lives and relatives.

These pains cannot continue to happen again.

It's time for revenge!

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