However, hope can only be hope in the end. When Qin Ye drove to the edge of the North District, where it was connected to the Jinjing District, twenty minutes later, the pen was still pointing straight to the east.
On the map, Jinjing District, which is connected to Jizhang County, was blood red.
"It turned out to be in the hardest-hit area?" Qin Ye frowned as he saw the tall defense line slowly emerging on the horizon: "How did she survive when the dead were all over the place? No... This means...the hard-hit area... And civilians?!"
It wasn't when they were thinking about this, just in front of them, a solid line of defense was getting closer and closer, and the oncoming was a tall fence.
The head can't be seen at all, the spread is tens of thousands of meters, and it is six or seven meters high. There are rows of high-voltage power grids on it, and blue-blue sparks are blooming all the time.
On the front is a gate with a width of 20 meters, which is blocked with chains and covered with talismans. All written in Chinese. The gate is carved with intricate patterns. This was not just an ordinary pattern. Qin Ye could feel that a stream of judge-level infuriating energy was slowly moving according to the lines on the pattern.
Under the wall, every ten meters, there is a guard box. Outside the main gate, hundreds of soldiers are lying in preparation behind the defense, and the muzzle of the black hole is always aimed at the gate. As if... This is the dividing line that separates hell from the world! And this wall is the last barrier.
Brush... The icy wind was blowing from behind the wall, and I could vaguely hear waves of unconscious, like the roar of a beast. That kind of death, the feeling of depression, makes people shudder.
Paradise of the Living Dead!
"King Kong Demon Fighting Formation?" Wang Chenghao pushed his glasses: "Korea can't do it, why do you use our Chinese stuff everywhere?"
"An underworld ruler is only a judgement underworld, do you expect them to suppress the intervention of a first-class underworld?" Qin Ye sneered, and just as they were talking, several South Korean soldiers had already walked over. The dark muzzle was facing the door. Qin Ye handed over the certificate he had just received.
An officer walked out, scanned it with a one-inch-sized instrument, and nodded. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Ye suddenly said, "How many living people are there?"
Yiwei translated it knowingly, the officer pondered for a while, and sighed: "One hundred thousand."
"What?" Qin Ye gently stroked the car window with his fingers and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to rescue them?"
After listening to the translation, the officer bit his lip hard, his voice hoarse: "I can't save... The outbreak of the living dead is not regular at all. If... there are virus carriers among the rescued people, there are only a few districts left in Busan. will fall."
His eyes crossed the dark gray sky and looked at the zombie paradise behind him: "Every day, we will release supplies and ammunition. There are still two entire divisions inside..."
He turned his head, looked at Qin Ye with a solemn face, and gave a respectful military salute: "Please everyone!!"
Card! Just as he saluted, all the soldiers saluted in unison.
Qin Ye's brows moved slightly.
He doesn't like "the whole world is mine" country.
Contempt for Chinese people, eating with bowls, putting down chopsticks and scolding mother, distorted self-esteem... But at this moment, he didn't have the mentality of schadenfreude, and he didn't even have "you guys are so arrogant, you want us to solve it? Know who is the father, right? ?" Such a feeling of contempt for the other party.
In front of life, everything is equal.
"Sin..." Qin Ye sighed and rolled up the car window: "As the King of Hell, I actually have a heart of compassion... Is it because I haven't cultivated enough?"
Wang Chenghao shook his head: "No, Brother Qin, I think... This may be the reason why Granny Meng and the others chose you."
"Death is for life. The existence of the underworld is not to create supernatural beings, nor is it a supernatural processing factory, but to tell the world through supernatural beings that good and evil will pay off in the end. Let people remember that there is always a sword of justice hanging on their heads!"
It's not like a tail... Are you enlightened
Qin Ye glanced at Xiao Wang in surprise, but did not speak. At this moment, with the sound of Carrara, the relief door slammed open.
Brush... The dark yin qi rushed out from the inside in an instant. It was obviously daytime, but within the Jinjing district, it seemed like an abyss that the sun could not reach. In the extreme distance, countless blood-red eyes lit up instantly and looked over immediately.
"Quick!!" the previous officer shouted, and at the same time, the soldiers in front of the defense all raised their guns. The next second... is a rumbling sound that makes the horizon tremble!
That is... the sound of countless people running wildly on the ground.
It's just that they no longer belong to human beings.
"Zi..." "Ha..." "Ha..." The short cry, with incomparable greed and bloodthirsty, made the hair stand on end. The blood-red eyes and the countless festering, stinking, tooth-marked corpses rushed forward in a twisted manner, like a storm crashing on the shore. Just in the tremor that made people condense their breath, the modified car roared and rushed out.
Rumble... The door finally closed behind him. On the horizon, the rushing... more than thousands of living dead were stunned, and once again returned to the idle state of wandering.
They could feel that in this car that came in... there was no one.
The last ray of light disappeared after the body was modified, and the car stopped. Qin Ye went through the next thing to do, and immediately started the communication with the second generation without hesitation.
To intercept Hu Liu Yu, you must first understand the entire death script. However, he also cannot reveal his identity as the King of Hell. Otherwise... it would be too much for the King of Hell to dispatch this trivial matter.
It seems that he is going crazy... Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, and before he had time to turn back, a light curtain appeared in front of him, and the voice of the second-generation tyrant rang: "What's the matter?"
Whoops? The boy has learned to be impatient, right
Lao Tzu earns money to support the family outside, but you are as beautiful as flowers in the underworld? How dare you despise this official now that you are eating mine and using mine
Hey, my temper... "Then what... If you have something to do, of course you need to find an organization. Doesn't it make me stupid to not hold your thighs?"
Qin. The inside is not the same. Ye rubbed his hands together, smiling flatteringly.
"Speak." The second generation didn't know what he was looking at, and he didn't give him a single look.
Qin Ye cleared his throat: "I want an identity."
"A once-famous judge in China, you help me disguise."
"Huh?" The second generation finally put down the book, raised his head and glanced at him. Qin Ye shuddered, and Fuzhi said in a heartfelt voice, "Please! Help me disguise."
The second generation looked at him with a half-smile, before smiling for a long time: "You finally look like a king of hell."
Qin Ye: ? ?
What's with this sense of "my stupid brother..."
The second generation ignored him at all, and changed his posture madly and coolly: "Remember, when you arrive at the international round table in the future, if you don't make it first, you will die. There is no country that will wait for you to avoid it and no longer need it. Avoid, you hide once, you hide twice, and the third time you come, is the battle to destroy the country. I am very satisfied with the results of the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Liu Yu, a mere judge, what about the strongest? If you treason the country, you have to die!" The second generation calmly said about Liu Yu's ending: "I don't care about him, it doesn't mean he can slap his nose on his face. Twelve days Luo It's for you, squeezing them flat or rounding them, if you clean them up, you will be qualified to be on the world stage and compete with those old-fashioned underworlds."
"In Hanyang, outside of the country, you encountered the death script, but you didn't escape, but chose to suppress first, and then take the bottom line. This is very good, very good. It's not in vain that I used my fate in the end."
"You may hate me on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but..." The other party smiled: "I don't care."
I fuck!
Qin Ye was furious in his heart, and Dad was a little moved just now!
As the opponent's last word fell, Qin Ye's figure suddenly changed. The knuckles were rattling, and it was almost 1.9 meters in an instant. And a circle of beards appeared on his face, like steel needles, and his bones increased. In the blink of an eye, a burly man in camouflage replaced Qin Ye's body.
This is... one of the four major sorcerers in Asia
Qin Ye looked at his hands curiously. The cultivation of the second generation is really unfathomable. Across thousands of mountains and rivers, if you change your head, you will change your head... And...
brush! Yin Qi was flying, and he suddenly turned into a Yin difference form.
The shape of the yin difference has also changed!
He became more powerful, and the official uniform on his body turned out to be a Tang Dynasty round-neck robe, embroidered on the robe with a candle dragon holding a lamp, and a headband with a soft towel. A sword on his waist. The red official uniform even wears a snow-white cloak.
"This is… "
There was no answer, and the light curtain disappeared. Qin Ye tutted, who is this, who eats mine and uses mine, and doesn't even pay attention to the father of the gold master, is there such a arrogant person
He wanted the famous ancient judges' costumes not just by chance, but to tell the Russian underworld that the underworld of China is still there, and it's not your turn to go wild in Hanyang!
Make the other party more fearful, this will make it easier for him to secretly do things in secret.
Just after he secretly cursed the second term in his heart and couldn't take care of himself, his eyes suddenly fell on the book of life and death in his hand. He blinked and closed his eyes immediately.
The judge has a book of life and death in his hands. Of course, this is by no means an official book of life and death, it's just called this name. However, on the first page, there must be the holder's name.
"Whoops... What the fuck... This is... oh hehehe... Da Xu is really strong..." As soon as he glanced at it, he couldn't close his legs with laughter... mouth.
On the cover, there are two big characters written with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Zhong Kui!
This completely takes the initiative to pretend... Taking a deep breath, he holds the book of life and death with excitement, and looks at the city that has lost its vitality ahead.
If we say that the cities of China are still running in an orderly manner despite the supernatural explosion. But Busan, the second largest city in South Korea, has lost its vitality due to unexpected circumstances.
No one could be seen on the road. In the tall CBD area, there were no lights in the building at all. Even the major stores and supermarkets on the roadside had signs of "temporarily closed".
Not a single light.
And... more than that.
Under Qin Ye's eyes, he could clearly see that countless Yin spirits were wandering in the dark corners - the Hanyang Underworld had not yet opened, and there was no ghost gate. They had nowhere to go and could only wander unconsciously in the world.
They are all dressed in modern clothes, including young people, old people, and women and children. They still maintain the appearance before they died. The beast rushed into the crowd and reduced the city to a hell on earth. The beast is the sword, and the man is the food.
"Brother Qin." At this moment, Wang Chenghao whispered, "Do you feel strange?"
"There were so many living dead just now... How come in just a few minutes... all disappeared?"