Chapter 630

Of course, there was no need for Wang Yi to explain anything to him. It was easier to hide a bear in such a big gathering place.

"Why don't you run away?"

Wang Yi looked at Xing Ying funny.

The boy was also unlucky enough. He thought he could escape from the gathering place with the advantage of speed, but who wanted to run and suddenly burst out a mutant bear, directly a bear's paw, and shot him back.

"Damn you, how do you control it?" Xing Yingji took a breath and looked at the giant bear in front of him.

"It's none of your business. I have my way."

Wang Yi shook his head and raised his hand. Xiong Dazhuang ran to the ground immediately, his huge paw thumping on the ground, and some soldiers with poor mental quality could not help but soften their legs and sat down on the ground.

"Well done. I'll take you to kill the zombie in a few days."

Wang Yi ignored the others, patted Xiong Dazhuang's hairy head, and then walked to Xing Ying.

He's now seriously injured, his speed has slowed down and he can't escape.

"Boy, I've fallen into your hands today, but don't think I'll give up!"

Xing Ying yelled angrily, like a wild animal who was forced into a dead end. He knew that he couldn't escape today, but he still wanted to do the last blog.

Forced to endure the severe pain, Xing Ying rushed towards Wang Yi with some staggering, the speed was many times slower than just now.

Bang!

There was no accident. Wang Yi kicked Xing Ying to the ground.

"Brother Yi, let's kill him."

Yang Bing came up and looked at Xing Ying as if he were looking at a dead man.

"He will die, but not today."

Wang Yi shakes his head. Xing Ying has done many evil things in the gathering place, which has already caused the dissatisfaction of the survivors. Killing him now is a waste.

"Take him down." Glancing at Xing Ying, who was lying on the ground with more air in and less air out, Wang Yi turned and walked to Xu Liqiang.

"Why, are you going to kill me, too?" Xu Liqiang couldn't help sighing, and his face was full of the frustration of the loser.

"No, you can't die." But Wang Yi shook his head.

"Why?"

Xu Liqiang was puzzled. According to his idea, when Wang Yi got the gathering place, he was bound to kill the managers of the former gathering place.

"You are different from Xing Ying. What you think about in your heart is the survivors. I have no reason to kill you."

Wang Yi looked at Xu Liqiang with a touch of admiration. After all, Xu Liqiang was worried about this gathering place. Without him, the 300000 survivors would have died long ago.

"What do you want? Drive me away? "

Xu Liqiang asked somewhat disheartened.

"No, you'll stay and help me manage the gathering place." Wang Yi said seriously.

"Really, really?" Xu Liqiang's eyes suddenly burst into bursts of light, and he grabbed Wang Yi's arm excitedly.

"I won't cheat you. There are too many people in this gathering place. I need a good assistant." Wang Yi said melancholy.

In the past, Wang Yi was just the leader of a small corpse hunting regiment. He had no jurisdiction over more than 100 people. Even now, Wang Yi has only two or three thousand soldiers in his hands. In such a large gathering place, Wang Yi has no confidence to manage it well, so he can only leave Xu Liqiang to help himself.

"OK, OK, I, I promise." Xu Liqiang nodded excitedly. After all, this gathering place is his painstaking effort.

The battle ended with Wang Yi's absolute victory, and the results of the war were soon counted.

This time, nearly half of Xing Ying's troops were killed and wounded, including his powers.

After careful selection and screening, and according to personal wishes, about 3000 prisoners are willing to become soldiers again, but the object of their loyalty has changed from Xing Ying to Wang Yi.

In addition, the soldiers brought by Wang Yi were only over 6000, nearly three-quarters less than the 30000 soldiers in the former gathering place. It can be said that it was a big loss. But the good news is that these soldiers will only have one leader in the future, and there will never be any internal fighting again.

The former military camp of Xing Ying has now become the temporary residence of Wang Yi.

Outside, Yang Bing, Luo Heng and other people with soldiers are counting the casualties and the consumption of various materials, while Wang Yi comes to the hall that originally belonged to Xing Ying.

The fire was still flickering, and a charming figure stood in the hall dancing with the soothing music.

At the end of the dance, Yao Ruoyun turned his head and looked at Wang Yi, who was looking at himself by the door.

"Here you are." Yao Ruoyun tightened the gauze on the tight body, and his tone couldn't hear sadness and joy.

"Well, he has been captured and is going to be executed tomorrow." Wang Yi nodded and looked at Yao Ruoyun with a touch of gratitude in his eyes.

Just now Wang Yi had learned from Yang Bing that if Yao Ruoyun hadn't helped him with this lurking plan, I'm afraid Yang Bing would have been exposed.

"Thank you." Wang Yi said to Yao Ruoyun.

"You're welcome. You've saved my life." Yao Ruoyun said with a look of indifference.