"Will you tell me or not? What's wrong with Song?"

The soldier with a knife looked at him and asked.

Then he raised his knife and chopped him off on the spot.

"Ahhhh..."

The soldier fell to the ground, covering his wound, and rolling around wailing.

The other two soldiers who were beating him were so scared when they saw this that they stepped back.

But the soldier with the knife had already looked at them, "Speak or not?"

The two soldiers felt a chill and turned around to run, but the soldier with the knife stepped forward quickly.

He chopped the two soldiers' brothers to death with a knife.

While chopping, he looked at the few Anguo survivors on the ground and asked, "Speak or not, speak or not?"

Several survivors were confused.

But I'm also afraid.

This is too cruel.

For a moment they didn't know whether to say anything or not.

"Asshole, what are you doing?"

The short and fat officer on the stage saw this and his face changed drastically.

I wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

The result is really killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

But that's not what he wants.

At this moment, the soldier with a knife was immediately attracted by the short and fat officer and looked at him.

He immediately ran towards the stage with a knife in hand.

"Will you tell me or not? What's wrong with Song?"

The short and fat officer's pupils shrank slightly.

The other seated officers also stood up immediately.

"court death."

Looking at the soldier who dared to rush towards him with a knife, the short and fat officer had a cold face. He released his sixth-level supernatural power and was about to kill the soldier with the knife.

He instantly turned into a shadow and descended, slapping the knife-wielding soldier directly on the head.

"Boom..."

However, under this terrifying palm strike from level six, the soldier with a knife did not move at all, and his body seemed to have its Ren and Du meridians opened up.

Muscles all over my body began to bulge.

A terrifying and violent aura erupted.

"Seven... Seventh level, how is that possible?"

The short and fat officer's face changed drastically.

The expressions of several officers on the stage also changed.

"Speak or not, where is Song Bing?"

But the soldier with the knife ignored him and looked at the short and fat officer and asked persistently.

"Shhhhhh..."

Seeing that he didn't answer, the next second, the knife in his hand attacked again, turning into an afterimage and killing the short and fat officer's brother.

Faced with the speed of level seven, the short and fat officer of level six couldn't react at all.

By the time I realized it, I was already dizzy.

"Ahhhh..."

Suddenly, the short and fat officer fell to the ground with his head in his hands, wailing in pain.

The soldier with the knife stepped over the short and fat officer who had fallen to the ground, and looked at the other officers, still using the same rhetoric, "Tell me, what's wrong with Song?

He only seems interested in his brothers.

The faces of all the officers changed drastically, and they no longer had the composure they had just now.

They were all frightened and stepped back.

The only officers at the scene who were level six were the short and fat officer and a few others.

The other officers are all level five.

Faced with the sudden seventh-level knife-wielding soldiers, they no longer had the courage to resist.

"Oh my, what's wrong with Song? Tell me or not, tell me or not..."

The soldier with the knife suddenly went crazy, like an old lady holding a kitchen knife, and shot out in a trail of afterimage.

"Shhhhhh..."

"Ahhhh..."

In an instant, the sword flashed, and a number of officers fell to the ground one after another.

"Quick, what are you still standing there for? Come and stop him."

"Where is the Admiral Count? Send him here at once."

……

The officer who escaped from the platform shouted in fear.

Behind him were soldiers chasing him with knives.

"Say it or not? Say it or not?"

The soldiers around heard the order.

Immediately, several brave ones went up.

But before he could make a move, he was overwhelmed by knife-wielding soldiers.

Seeing this, how could the other soldiers dare to move forward?

When he saw the officer running towards him, he also ran away.

Did you try the last one?

However, the next second, the drowned soldiers stood up one after another.

Just like the knife-wielding soldier was possessed by a ghost, he immediately drew out his own knife and joined in this grand event of singing and dancing.

"Will you tell me or not? What's wrong with Song?"

"I don't know, don't...ahhh..."

"Will you tell me or not? What's wrong with Song?"

"Song's disease...Song's disease is in that distant horizon."

"If you answer wrong, you will be cut three times."

“Ah…no…ah…ah…”

Faced with several level seven soldiers with knives, the officers and soldiers had no way to escape.

Like little piglets waiting for salt, they all fell to the ground wailing in grief over the loss of their brothers.

The passionate pre-war mobilization meeting of the previous second quickly turned into a movement meeting.

Left alone in the center of the square, the group of Anguo survivors looked on in confusion.

Is this to intimidate them?

I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.

"Rumble..."

Just as the survivors of Anguo were confused, an indestructible enclosed city wall suddenly collapsed.

Everyone looked at it.

I saw a figure in a white coat stepping in.

Just like a veterinarian in a zoo who is responsible for checking the physical condition of animals.

Song Bing entered so calmly.

Brother Yan was checking the condition of the fallen soldiers and officers around him.

"Well, it's pretty good."

Along the way, Song Bing nodded with satisfaction.

By the way, collect the rock brother fee.

Brother Xiaomaoyan has earned several thousand.

People are naturally more expensive.

"Song...Miracle Doctor Song."

It was not until Song Bing passed by a group of Anguo survivors that someone finally recognized Song Bing and exclaimed in surprise.

"Shh!"

Song Bing turned around, looked at these people, made a hushing gesture, and pointed to the broken city wall.

The survivors reacted and immediately understood everything.

Although shocking.

But faced with this opportunity to escape, they all stood up and fled this desperate place impatiently.

The survivors who were seriously injured subconsciously tried to cover their wounds and struggle to get up.

But suddenly I found that the pain in my body seemed to be gone.

The weak body was inexplicably filled with strength.

And this power continues to surge.

They were shocked for a moment, and quickly recalled the look they had just given Song Bing.

It was that one glance that made them forget the pain.

No, that's not forgetting.

But the pain disappeared instantly.

It's a Song disease. All this must be a Song disease.

The few people who reacted looked at Song Bing with gratitude, bowed deeply, and then left.

This time, there were no soldiers to stop them.

Because almost all of them have become Yan Ge.

Song Bing was also wearing a white coat at this time and climbed up to the platform.

"It's you, Song Bing..."

The short and fat senior official on the stage who was in pain was shocked when he saw Song Bing.

Obviously, no one could understand why Song Bing appeared here.

At this moment, he wanted to catch Song Bing himself.

But the pain of incompleteness made him feel like dying.

But soon, he thought of something, looked at the soldier who was holding the knife at first, and shouted excitedly:

“Here, Song Bing is here.”

The soldier who was holding the knife at first was indeed attracted.

The short and fat officer suddenly became more excited and said, "Quick, he is Song Bing, salt him, salt him, quick..."

However, no matter how he shouted, the soldier with a knife just looked at Song Bing motionlessly.

"This guy has too much beard, so he must have not cleaned the rocks very cleanly. Drag him down and salt him a few more times."

Song Bing waved directly at the soldier with a knife.

"Yes."

The soldier with the knife nodded numbly, then immediately looked down at the short and fat officer and gave a wicked smile.

"Ah..., no, don't, don't salt me, don't salt me..."

The short and fat officer turned pale and shook his head frantically.

But no matter how much he begged, he was dragged into the woods by the knife-wielding soldiers.

"Ahhhh..."

Soon, screams echoed throughout the square.

At this point, all the officers and soldiers of the entire coalition army fell to the ground in an orderly manner and began to sing and dance.

Sweep around to make sure everyone is taken care of.

Song Bing then turned his head and looked at the fortress behind the platform.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

……