Turn the escalator entrance and officially enter the third floor.

As soon as they came over, Zhang Zimin almost jumped up in fear. They saw it looked like a large sacrificial scene. They were wearing black robes and black scarves, and they were in fan shapes, looking at Zhang Zimin and Huang Han hatred.

They didn't act in a hurry, as if they knew that many people had just died down, but they didn't care, and just silently lowered their minds: "This is a decisive battle between Protestants and pagans! Death is just the beginning and will gain bliss in another world..."

Everyone was muttering in a low voice, gradually forming resonance, creating a strange sound field.

On the contrary, the leader of the Tianlang Sect, who taught them, secretly felt something was wrong and inadvertently stepped back a little. Even his backbone did not notice it.

At the same time, Tianlang felt quite irritable and didn't know what was going on below. Why was it the two of them who had already made sure to get it? Didn't the dozens of people below die? Isn't there three of them led by the team? Why didn't there be any movement happen?

Not only Tianlang, but Zhang Zimin and Huang Han are also terrified.

Because this scene was too direct, there was no buffering or room for room. At the same time, they were almost half surrounded by them, densely packed with nearly a hundred people. Although most of them were weapons such as swords and sticks, there were five or six pistols mixed in just the sight.

A girl's body was lying on the ground in the center. She was only about sixteen years old. The person who was bleeding was definitely dead, but his hands and feet began to twitch, indicating that the corpse was about to change.

The remaining boy with hands and feet tied and wearing red sleeved scarf could only sit next to the girl who was about to transform into a corpse and cry. Emotionally, he could sense that he was not afraid, but sad that his lover was dead.

In addition, Shi Weihua was also here, with his hands and feet tied up and his mouth was blocked, and a bald man pressed his throat with a knife.

"You are surrounded by us!"

Zhang Zimin's arrogant and serious words made Huang Han a little embarrassed.

So she held the automatic rifle in one hand and stepped back a little while raising her forehead to the other hand, as if she was tidying her hair, actually it was equivalent to covering her face. Because after her tactical evaluation, the scene cannot be excessive now. Once it gets messy, the two "rescue targets" will die. The two teams of her own side will die for a lifetime!

Because there are so many of them in this formation, the biggest threat comes from swords, sticks, hammers, axes, etc. At such a distance, Huang Han felt that if he was commanding them, he just needed to order the hammer, axes and kitchen knives to throw them, and he would basically be able to kill them as soon as possible.

"Unless this guy is Magneto or Wolverine, or the people on the other side are all niha in the cult, you will kneel down once you start!"

Thinking of this, Huang Han's breathing seemed a little heavy.

In fact, Zhang Zimin also knew what would happen in this form. But there was no way, people had to save them.

In addition, cultists who are celebrating their sacrifices cannot expect to communicate with them, and must be prepared to kill and deterrent.

So Zhang Zimin said to Huang Han in a very low voice: "If there is a conflict, you will hide behind me as a shield as soon as possible. Then let go of Tutu, kill as much as you can, and choose Tutu, which you think is the most threatening Tutu. Don't worry about whether I'm injured or not, just fight to death."

"Are you sure?"

Huang Han is not optimistic about it. Although he has a very awesome tactical vest and titanium alloy gloves, he is not weak in "martial arts". But he still thinks he will be killed.

Zhang Zimin stopped answering her, but instead looked at the murderer closest to the center of the field and said, "I only warn you once, leave Shi Weihua's neck, step back, and let Shi Weihua and the boy come to me. If we can do it, we will leave and settle the account later."

"Fuck you a pagan! Here we talk about you!"

The bald man still pressed his knife against Shi Weihua's throat and scolded: "You know nothing about the power of the Sun God! This is the judgment of Protestants on them. Since you have any objections to this, you are also in the judgment..."

He screamed in pain, his hands were covered in blood, and in an instant he lost two fingers and the knife fell to the ground!

As expected, he only warned him once, and Zhang Zimin really didn't intend to convince him, so he used a slingshot to destroy his hands first.

He fired again like a phantom, and the second shot caused a ball of blood to burst out from his eyes, and he fell down and died.

"Back back! Back back! If you resist, you will fight back with a firm and deadly force!"

Zhang Zimin began to loudly warn the advancement.

But the scene was already chaotic at the first time and could no longer be solved in words.

Since Zhang Zimin's shooting, Huang Han also entered a full-scale attack state. She really treated Zhang Zimin as a flesh shield, hid behind her and began to shoot accurately around.

Twist, Twist-

Those who have great threats are given priority to shooting. As for who has great threats, she can only be evaluated in a short time, with talent and face-scanning elements!

Just the first time the chaos began, seven or eight of the most threatening murderers were shot dead, so miraculously, Zhang Zimin, who was advancing against various flying knives, flying hammers and axes, was not seriously injured. He only had two cuts on his arm and his leg was stabbed by the flying knives, but it was not deep.

This sudden change shocked most of these murderers. Among them, a few evolved people tried to judge the two pagans with the special abilities given by the Sun God, but suddenly found nothing to do?!

It caused them to be stunned for a moment and murmured to themselves: "Too, the Sun God has regained our abilities..."

This has affected the will of the believers one step further. When most of them looked over hesitantly and helplessly, the spokesperson of the god, the leader of the Knights of the Sun Temple, was no longer there and had long disappeared.

It was almost this moment when the injured Zhang Zimin arrived at Shi Weihua and the boy's position, dragged their shoulders and began to retreat.

"The leader is gone...the sun god abandoned us..."

I don’t know who was defeated when they shouted like this. They all dispersed and turned around and ran around from all directions.

Tutu, Tutu—

Huang Han continued to shoot more and more, and some of the dispersed believers continued to fall.

"Okay! They have disintegrated!"

As a last resort, Zhang Zimin pushed her gun barrel directly to the ceiling.

Twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist

She still shot at the ceiling, and after she had all the magazines, she seemed to have a clear idea.

Zhang Zimin didn't want to talk about her now, so he turned his head and looked over there, and saw sores, corpses and blood everywhere. Almost twenty more people on this floor were thrust.

It's really hard to tell that this ordinary woman who usually has very little talk is just a perfect god of killing. She seems to be very angry because her whole family died. In this battle alone, she killed more than fifty people with her own hands.

This scene caused even an old fried dough stick like Shi Weihua to be stunned for a moment.

In Lao Shi's impression, Zhang Zimin was just a little nervous, but he didn't expect that he was a miracle-making style, and he rushed up and said to seventy or eighty people, "You are surrounded."

Retreat to the escalator, Huang Han raised his gun to warn him, and Zhang Zimin took out a short knife and quickly let go of Shi Weihua and the boy.

In turn, he took out gauze and cotton with the help of Shi Weihua and quickly stopped bleeding from the wound on his body.

It is not possible to not deal with it. Although Zhang Zimin's injury is not serious, many wounds are bleeding, especially the wounds on his legs. You can't go far without treatment.

"Fast, faster. If you can do it or not, you must not do it. If you seal the wound with a large flow rate, you will retreat immediately. I have a bad feeling."

Zhang Zimin gasped and kept urging "Nurse Chief Shi Weihua".

But Shi Weihua didn't hate him, and even wanted to criticize him.

Huang Han's expression changed slightly. She knew very well how awesome Damin's "radar system" was. When he said that when he felt bad, there would definitely be a huge threat different from that just now.

So Huang Han gave up the alert and came to participate in the treatment of the wound together, saying, "Hurry, don't do these things anymore, he won't die. Use a stapler here to deal with them first, stop the bleeding."

This is Shi Weihua's slightly ambiguous vulgar uncle's look and looked at Huang Han and said, "Okay, listen to you."

“…”

Zhang Zimin and the rescued boy looked at each other, a little unaware of it.

Then, when he really looked at Zhang Zimin with his own eyes, the boy seemed very excited and even stuttered, "You, are you Damin? Are you the legendary soul of the postal district?"

After saying that, he pointed to the red sleeve scarf on his arm, indicating that he was a soldier in the postal district and saluted Zhang Zimin very seriously.

"Uh." Zhang Zimin's old face turned slightly red and his posture was not very standard and he replied, "Who said I am the soul of the postal district?"

"The invincible Gun God, Captain Chen Xiaoya said you are a legend, her mentor, a great prophet, and..."

"Okay, okay! I'm in first aid. Don't brag about anything wrong. This kid is obviously a ill brain and is a prophet. Before the disaster, I broke my legs in the jurisdiction and attacked these cultists. Zhang Zimin's behavior was a little close to a certain extent and someone called the police. It was a bit illegal for me to invite them to have tea and not get this guy in it. It was really for the sake of his mother's face."

Shi Weihua interrupted the boy bragging.

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Chapter completed!