(Written at the beginning, I hope everyone can see it. Today I will add an update. Thank you to all the brothers on the mobile station, Lu Jiazi, for voting for me and letting me rush to the first place in the mobile station PK list... I am really moved, not because of those votes, but because someone came forward to support me when I needed support the most. I was killed from the first click and dropped directly to the tenth. The difference is very big. Really, I am helpless and very painful, but I also know that my appeal is not enough, so I can't rush up, so I can only

Appointment, but unexpectedly, when I missed the click list, a brother helped me to the mobile site PK ticket list. This kind of touch made me no longer know what to say. I can only thank you. Thank you again and again. I learned from the editor that my monthly mobile site subscriptions are the number one in the site. I have no idea how to report it. I copied the text until four o'clock last night, saved this chapter, and now I have posted it, I have no manuscripts left. I will continue to write to it at night. I will update it at the end of this month. Thank you. Thank you. The following is the main text.)

Why? Why start the final solution?

Why use God’s breathing!

The underground temple of Judgment has not reached the moment of life and death.

Everyone can still fight and everyone can still fight, so why do you have to use this final solution?

People looked behind them in a daze.

Originally, Beruka and his group were all there, but now, there is not a single one.

All the judging priests are gone.

Only more than one thousand members of the ruling team were left.

People finally panicked.

Although they are the most fanatical members of the ruling team, although they can die for the Holy See, this does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

Everyone is afraid of death, but in the face of doctrine, they can sacrifice their lives and forget to die as long as they can purify the evil things in this world. At present, they don’t have to die at all. However, the Holy See is going to let them die. How can this be accepted?

Even the most devout believers cannot accept the meaningless death.

So, the crowd panicked.

People ran around, hoping to avoid the smoke as much as possible.

"Beruka, it's really cruel!"

Zhao Gang-rye put Zhou Qian down. At this time, no one was still focusing on him. No one wanted to die meaninglessly, so everyone was running away frantically.

"That's why I want to overthrow the cult." Zhou Qian said calmly, she didn't seem to worry about the poisonous gas at all.

“There should be a gas mask here.”

Zhao Gangliang said in a deep voice, "It is impossible for them not to leave any backup plan here. If they were trapped here, wouldn't they die together? With Beluka's temperament, this kind of thing would never be allowed to happen."

Just as Zhao Gang-ling finished speaking, Satan, the blond man Zhao Gang-ling had seen before, actually rushed towards him with a bag. Although the man seemed to have suffered a considerable injury, he still ran very fast.

Everyone around was busy running away, but no one stopped him.

The man rushed to Zhao Gang-rye and Zhou Qian, panted and threw the bag on the ground.

"These are only three masks left, which can prevent poison gas!" Satan said gasping.

Zhao Gang-rye quickly picked up a mask and handed it to Zhou Qian, then put on a mask himself, and Satan also put it on.

Zhou Qian took the mask but didn't put it on.

I saw her slowly walking out and then come to a person who was lying on the ground.

The man's foot was probably cut off by someone. He stomped on the floor in pain and wanted to escape, but his speed was obviously not as fast as the poisonous gas spread. A wisp of poisonous gas was about to catch up with him.

Zhou Qian walked to the man and squatted down.

The man looked at Zhou Qian in horror.

At this time, Zhou Qian's whole body was blood-red and her body was full of blood. She looked so scary.

Under the man's horrified eyes, Zhou Qian put the mask on the man's face, and then Zhou Qian smiled.

This smile made the person with broken feet completely stunned.

Those who saw this scene were also stunned.

"you!"

The person with a broken foot wanted to say something, but found that he could not say anything.

"I'm sorry, I can't save all of you."

Zhou Qian stood up and bowed apologetically to the fleeing people around her.

Some fleeing people stopped.

They looked at Zhou Qian in surprise.

Slowly, more and more people stopped, and they all looked at Zhou Qian in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I've implicated everyone."

Zhou Qian bowed to everyone again.

Bang.

Another person fell down because of poison gas, but none of the people around him fled in a hurry.

After a few seconds, it seemed that everyone had some tacit understanding.

They began to walk towards Zhou Qian.

Zhao Gang-liang hurried forward, pulled Zhou Qian back to the door, then stared at the people walking towards him, and said, "Whoever comes forward, I will kill whoever."

"It's all right."

Zhou Qian shook her head, patted Zhao Gangling on the shoulder, and signaled Zhao Gangling to relax.

Zhao Gangyi suddenly browed, wondering why Zhou Qian had such a move.

The crowds get closer and closer.

Zhao Gang-rye was on guard and just waited for anyone who wanted to die, he would start killing him.

Slowly, those people came to Zhao Gangling's side, but none of them took action, and none of them shouted to fight and kill.

Under Zhao Gangliang's surprised eyes, those people walked to the closed door.

Then, a pair of hands pressed on the door.

After these hands were pressed on the door, the second, third and tenth hands were pressed on the door.

Everyone, squeezed to the front of the gate and placed their hands on the gate.

Then, a loud voice rang out from the crowd.

"Listen to my command, one, two, three, push!"

With the words "push" exit, everyone at the door tried their best!

The power of a person, even ten or hundreds of people, is actually humble, and their power may not necessarily be as powerful as Zhao Gangliang.

However, the power of hundreds or thousands of people combined is definitely a huge force that can shock the world and make ghosts cry.

The closed door trembled violently as the last word was pushed.

"One, two, three, push!"

The person who shouted the slogans before shouted again.

Titicaca.

The door actually made a sound of Titicaca, and a fist-sized gap appeared in the middle of the door.

"Last time, one, two, three, push hard!"

The person who shouted the slogan gave the last order.

Everyone used their energy to eat, and people's faces were red, and the blue veins on their hands were completely swelling.

Zhao Gang looked at these people in surprise.

These people who were fanatical about killing him.

Why can these people change so quickly?

Zhao Gang-ling looked at Zhou Qian.

Although Zhou Qian was covered in blood, he saw compassion in her.

That's right, it's compassion.

That kind of compassion for heavenly beings.

Could it be that compassion has influenced the world?

This is a bit nonsense, right? How could these fanatical believers be influenced by others so simply? If it is so easy, this ruling group is not a ruling group?

Zhao Gang was puzzled. He forgot something. The people from the ruling team had just experienced betrayal. After being betrayed, they saw Zhou Qian's mercy. Under these double impacts, the people from the ruling team made such a move at this time.

Of course, it can also be understood as they are saving themselves. After all, as long as this door is opened, the corridor leading to the outside is behind it.

Zhao Gang took a deep breath, pressed his hand on the door, and then exerted force suddenly.

Titicaca.

The door was finally pushed open little by little.

Sudden.

Bang.
To be continued...