Zhang Xiaolang was stunned. Although he was a little surprised, he was not particularly surprised.

He knew that everyone from the Killer Group would definitely come, especially the Chunyu Killer Group. They are also influential in the Killer Group and will incite other Killer Groups to come.

In this way, Zhang Xiaolang could not leave.

He looked at the Paper Knife and smiled bitterly: Paper Knife, I hope you understand that Boss Lin died in vain. Now Aunt Burial is still life and death, I can't leave like this

The body of the paper knife shook slightly, and Zhang Xiaolang walked forward and touched the paper knife's cheek: I promise you, if I can survive, we will go back, I will take you home, go to my house, introduce you to my parents, Xiaoyue, and Aunt Linglong.

After saying this, the paper knife could no longer collapse his emotions. He hugged Zhang Xiaolang tightly and cried: No matter what, we must go back alive, we must go back!

Sure, must have been saying certain, but I don’t have the confidence in my heart.

Little devil, come here! Come here!

Suddenly, a serious and deep voice shouted.

Zhang Xiaolang could hear this sound at once. This is Terry!

When Zhang Xiaolang turned around, he saw Terry trotting towards this side. Behind him, there were indeed people from the killer group that he saw at the housekeeper, including Cao Yuru, Qin Wuyang, and Qin Hao.

The people from these killer groups together have at least a hundred people. Such a large formation makes Zhang Xiaolang feel a little confident.

But only Paper Knife knows that no matter how many of these people there are, they are just some minions, and it is probably just a trouble that Tuoba Tianxi can handle with one hand.

Zhang Xiaolang pulled the paper knife and walked back. Terry stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaolang's collar, gritted his teeth and scolded: You kid, don't say a word, dare to come here alone? You really don't take me seriously. Have you forgotten that I am your uncle? You don't listen to me anymore!

Terry's voice was filled with anger and heartache. Zhang Xiaolang was even more grateful when he heard it. Terry really cared about his safety.

He didn't move anyway, but just smiled bitterly: Uncle Terry, I'm sorry, I'm just afraid you don't agree!

Of course I disagree. So many of us dare not say that we are absolutely sure. You just want to die alone? Terry lets go of Zhang Xiaolang. He wants to teach this kid a lesson, but he raised his hand but still didn't fall.

Zhang Xiaolang looked at Cao Yuru and others behind Terry: Brother Cao, Brother Qin, Uncle Qin, everyone is here.

Qin Wuyang sighed: Can it be okay if you don’t come?

Cao Yuru said with a heavy face: Boy, have you been injured?

Seeing the paper knife beside him, Cao Yuru was a little surprised. Could it be that this kid rescued the paper knife?

Fortunately, we haven't really gone inside yet

These people were Terry looking at Black Flag and others.

Qin Wuyang walked to Tang Qi in shock.

At this time, Tang Qi had already woken up, but there were too many people around her and she didn't know who the person was, so she didn't interrupt.

Tang Qi, why are you here too? And your eyes? Qin Wuyang said in surprise.

Tang Qi grabbed Qin Wuyang's hand: Are you Qin Wuyang? Qin Wuyang?

Yes, it's me

When old friends met, they naturally felt even more moved. When Qin Wuyang saw Tang Qi covering his eyes with cloth strips, his eyes were covered with some blood, he immediately understood something and asked: What's going on? Who did this?

It was me, Tang Qi's voice was a bit sad and authentic.

Heiqi was expressionless on the side. He took a deep breath. Every time he thought of Tang Qi's eyes, it was a pain in his heart. The reason why he listened to Tuoba Ling's words was waiting here was because Tuoba Ling promised to cure Tang Qi.

Terry and others were about to ask about Zhang Xiaolang's situation in the wasteland, but Cao Yuru suddenly spoke out: It seems that we have an old friend again?

Someone is coming again, and there are still many people. Who are they?

Suddenly someone shouted out in the crowd.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw another group of people slowly walking towards this side from outside the wasteland.

Everyone's eyes were full of doubt and vigilance, and most of them did not know these people.

There are only a few people

Zhang Xiaolang saw Cen Haoyue, Liu Linglong, and Xiaoyue in the crowd, his eyes widened. Why did they come? Why did they all come?

Terry's eyes suddenly froze on the front few people Zhang Lang, Sulas, and Yan Shimin's expression went from shock to tears in an instant!

Qin Wuyang also stared at it in a daze and said incrediblely: Why did this come so soon?

Immediately, some joy appeared on his face. His former old friends all came, and their chances of winning increased by not a little, especially Yan Shimin. Sulas Qin Wuyang felt that this time he was sure to win!

What? Then isn’t that Hongdou and Shijiu? Cao Yuru’s eyes instantly became shocked.

Of course, most of the people in other killer groups knew Hongdou. However, they heard that the man wearing a windbreaker standing not far from Hongdou was actually nineteen pots, and they all felt it was a bit incredible.

Hongdou actually walked with Shijiuhu?

They didn't fight?

How could they join forces? Did they also come to the wasteland to cause trouble?

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion.

And the few people walking in the front were Zhang Lang’s nineteen pot of red beans, Suras, Yan Shimin.

At the beginning, they were discussing something with each other, but when they saw a hundred people gathering in front of them, their expressions became serious.

until

Sulas's eyes glanced at Zhang Xiaolang among the crowd!

Damn, that brat!

Which brat? Zhang Lang asked frowned.

Damn, don’t you even know your own son? Zhang Xiaolang! Sulas cursed.

Zhang Lang's eyes widened, his eyes swept through the crowd, and finally he finally frozen on a boy. The boy's appearance was seventy-sixth-slightly similar to Cen Haoyue.

Little Wave

Where is that little devil?

Xiao Yueyue and Linglong also heard the conversation between Sulas and Zhang Lang, and ran directly from behind their crowd to the front.

Zhang Xiaogui! Come here! Cen Haoyue cursed at Zhang Xiaolang at the top of her throat. Zhang Xiaolang's eyes were frozen, and then his eyes turned red. Terry also laughed, grabbed Zhang Xiaolang's arm, and pulled Zhang Xiaolang towards Zhang Lang: Little Gui, come with me!
Chapter completed!