East Eighth District Standard Time: 3:00 pm on May 29th.

Location: China's South China Sea meeting point.

The blue commoner Tang Hong looked at Fang Nanxun and looked at him inquiring.

"wait."

Fang Nanxun opened his eyes, stared at Tang Hong, and glanced at Dr. Sang who held the red candle in his hand: "The doctor said he would wait for all the staff to gather before making a decision, so don't worry."

Hearing words.

Tang Hong sat silently beside him, lowering his head to browse the space, and time gradually passed.

Knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, I tend to walk towards the extraordinary truth of Tiger Mountain.

...

In China, the East Sixth Ring Road of the Imperial City District.

"bite!"

The news of the collection has arrived.

This year's midsummer finally arrived, and Wu Ershi walked to the closet.

After picking up and picking, he found Chu Cheng Chaofan. After receiving the registration number, he wore a light gray Supernatural special combat suit that he wore when he participated in the God War for the first time in his life. The combat suit was ragged and full of patches.

“Thirty-two patches in total.”

Wu Ershi picked up the clothes, looked left and right, and was satisfied no matter how he looked. After counting the number of patches, he gently shook the clothes, shook away the dust, as if he was also shaking away unknown burdens.

Gentle movements and gentle eyes are like the loving look of an old couple like glue and paint.

A look of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

That year, not long after the extraordinary was born, the official also distributed exclusive combat suits.

Later it turned out that this dress was useless, but now he was extremely serious and had a solemn manner to change into this dress.

"I put it on again and set off again."

Wu Ershi murmured to himself, crossing the threshold and embarking on the journey.

He felt very lucky.

At least he is more lucky than his comrade-in-law, old friend, and close friend Li Xuekong: "If you go without going back, you will die in this battle. I will die in front of the real god."

If there is no way ahead, you will create a profound meaning of extraordinary path.

...

In the territory of China, to the west of the Sichuan-Shu District, there is a continuous top of the snow-capped mountains.

"bite!"

The mountain mover who received the message boarded the plane.

Before leaving, she picked up the snow and sat in the cabin, with hexagonal snowflakes flying around her body.

But the cabin is warm.

The white snow quickly melted into water, turning into drops of water drops and floating in the air, surrounding the mountain mover into the body of the saint.

She has taken the ultimate divine object twice, and now there are five elements of sainthood. In this regard, she is arrogant and can defeat Tang Hong with her hands, but blocking the gods is not about whether the power is strong, but about belief and the will to become a saint.

No matter how powerful a human being who only knows brute force is, he will never be able to compete with the gods in the alien space.

She sent her son Sui Shuxiang a chattering text message, which was very detailed and explained a lot, ranging from food, clothing, housing, transportation, hobbies, to major events in life, such as getting married and having a son.

Sui Shuxiang replied: "Mom, come on."

"Yeah, we will do our best."

The mountain mover trembled and replied, his fingers trembling.

The other side.

Somehow, Sui Shuxiang always had some bad premonitions, his heart was heavy, his head was dizzy, and he was so nervous that his heart was beating.

This is an incredible thing for the standard extraordinary person.

He said worriedly: "Mom, remember to go home!! We talked about it and told you in advance. I will emphasize it again. I beat and scold you for raising a son. I only give you one meal every day, give you more favors to your daughter, and buy new clothes and toys every day... Don't you like your grandson? You don't want your grandson to be abused by your son."

The mountain movers were speechless.

She had no choice: "All grandchildren liked it."

Sui Shuxiang: "There shouldn't be too many extraordinary saints who can become grandparents, really."

After all, extraordinary people live short.

A saint is a great person who lives to his fifties.

"kindness."

The mountain mover looked down at the mobile phone screen, closed his left hand little by little, clenched his five fingers into fists, and only heard the crisp sound of the trolls. The mobile phone was twisted and deformed and then cracked inch by inch, the creaking LCD glass began to explode, and the electronic components inside were also destroyed.

The edge of the screen is cracked.

It seems to be folded in half, with the left side next to the right side, and the middle of the phone is concave.

Facts have proved that the mobile phone for the extraordinary who was officially distributed by China was fragile in front of the saint, like a paper-paste.

Click!

The mountain mover closed his five fingers, clamped his left fist, and slammed his phone.

This time she went, she could never go back, and her name was on the suicide attack plan list.

Some people go to heaven, some people go to hell, and we will stay in the world forever.

...

The United States/Strength/Country/Internal Affairs/Inland.

Somewhere in the continent of California.

A burly and strong middle-aged man with green pupils walked into prison and massacred all the criminals who believed he was guilty and committed so serious that they were unforgivable and had not been sentenced to death.

After a moment.

He walked out of the prison.

His fist was bleeding, it was human blood, but not extraordinary blood.

At the gate of the prison, above a helicopter, x:2 in a western denim suit staring at the dark green pupils of the burly man, as if symbolizing evil. The madness without taboos is terrifying, and the strong and pungent bloody smell makes people frightened at first glance.

The burly man is exactly x:3.

x:2 said, "thethird, youhavenrighttodoso!" He believed that the extraordinary people had no right to do so, and lynching trials would inevitably have negative effects.

The United States and the country pursue humanitarianism. Although the death penalty has not been abolished, there are not many areas that actually impose the death penalty.

The burly man's tone was ruthless, and his Chinese pronunciation standard: "Judgment-style murder makes me happy. Before the war, I will be stronger and have strong beliefs."

Mei/jian/Guo x:3, if you change it to Chinese, it is the third extraordinary genius, truly cruel and violent. Many people call him the killing demon. In addition to killing a god in a different space, he also has a hobby, judging lynching and killing people!

It's like a superhero in American blockbusters.

But he would not hand the criminal over to the local police/office, either be beaten to death on the spot or be disabled on the spot.

x:2 does not agree: "You are blatantly trampling on the law, and good and evil should be left to the judge to decide right."

"Set off."

x:3 Those dark green eyes stared at him.

x:2 I was silent for a moment and didn't say more. He suddenly felt a little worried about the changes that were caused by the extraordinary public. The extraordinary and saints adhered to all kinds of first beliefs and could not be defined by simple good and evil.

But it's too early to think about these things now.

"Sang Sheng."

"What is he going to do?" x:2 is extremely sharp in thinking, but he can't guess how to fight this double catastrophe.

Everyone is his own God, and humans can only save themselves.

...

Western European no.2 held a Bible and began to recite it in a low voice.

Before leaving.

He became a pastor as usual, enlightened several lost lambs, listened to the confession of several evildoers, persuaded several people who did not believe in Christ, and immediately went to the meeting point of the East China Sea in China.

He sees himself as the reincarnation of Christ.

Extreme beliefs produce extreme lethality.

...

The Russian Ice and Snow Saint, Pastedal Paco, said goodbye to his newborn young son.

...
To be continued...