Chapter 1202

As soon as he saw that it was Wang Yi, a reassuring look flashed in Chen Weihua's eyes.

It was not Wang Yi who saved him, but once Wang Yi came back, it meant that Shi Shi's army had been transferred back and the capital was safe.

"That man has gone to the Salvation Church, and the other is sent to protect him."

Chen Weihua points to Zhu Chengbing and says with hatred on his face.

"Hum, do you think it's ok if you have a helper?" Zhu Chengbing snored scornfully, and then said to the speed psionic around him.

"You, go and kill them!"

The speed power's body pauses for a moment. Although he suffered a loss in the process of fighting with Wang Yi just now, he can feel that this man is definitely the most dangerous one in front of him. How can we solve it? It's good if you don't solve it yourself.

However, Zhu Chengbing gave the order, and he had no way to disobey it, so he had to rush to Wang Yi.

His speed is very fast, but compared with Yang Ze, it's still a lot slower. It's estimated that he should be a level 3 speed psionic, while Wang Yi is a level 5 evolutionist and has control psionic. How to say, it's very easy to beat him.

In a twinkling, the control power exerts its full power. The speed power only feels as if there is an invisible wall in front of him. Even his legs move slowly.

Wang Yi's control ability is not only to control some dead objects, even if it is alive, it can also be controlled, but the human volume is too large, and the effect is not obvious, but it can be done by slowing down the speed of the speed power.

Wang Yi then rushed forward and directly kicked out, hitting the chest of the speed psionic.

Poof!

The speed power spewed blood in his mouth, and he fell to Zhu Chengbing with a bang. Wang Yi used all his strength. It's good for a level 3 power to be kicked to death.

"Damn it, a loser!"

Zhu Chengbing could not help but scold, but the next moment, he was also flustered, because Wang Yi had rushed in front of him, grabbed his collar with one hand, and forced to lift it.

Zhu Chengbing's face suddenly rose like a pig's liver, and his hands kept beating Wang Yi's arm, but Wang Yi's arm was like a vice, holding him firmly.

"Commander Chen, this man is your subordinate. You'd better deal with it."

Wang Yi said, his arm was strong, and Zhu Chengbing fell in front of Chen Weihua.

"Betray the army, betray the people, damn it!"

Chen Weihua's eyes glared. Without any hesitation, he directly picked up the pistol on the ground and aimed it at Zhu Chengbing.

"Chen... Commander Chen, please spare my life. I, I was forced. It was the redeemers who forced me. I, I will quit now and continue to follow Mr. Shen..."

Zhu Chengbing was frightened and stammered for mercy.

"You scum, we don't need it."

Chen Weihua gritted his teeth and said, the gun suddenly rang out.

Bang!

There was a blood hole on Zhu Chengbing's forehead. His eyes were still crying, but he could not say anything.

After struggling twice on the ground, the speed psionic suddenly spurts blood from his mouth, dilates his eyes, and has no breath.

It's because Wang Yi just kicked his ribs and stabbed them into his internal organs.

"Well, a bunch of scum." Chen Wei gave a cold hum and turned his head to look at Wang Yi.

"Brother Wang, how is that going?"

His address to Wang Yi has changed from calling him by his first name to brother, which is also because Wang Yi just saved his life.

"Commander Chen can rest assured that millions of troops are now in a valley less than 20 kilometers away from the capital." Wang Yi said.

Chen Weihua can call himself that, but Wang Yi can't call him the same. This is a kind of respect.

"Ha ha, good. Mr. Shen will be very happy to hear that!"

Chen Weihua patted Wang Yi on the shoulder excitedly.

"Yes, without these one million troops, I'm afraid it will be a disaster for the capital gathering place the day after tomorrow."

Wang Yi gave a long sigh.

At night, the inspection team was in the stronghold.

"Brother Feng, you were saved by a passer-by at that time?"

At the dinner table, Li Hu, Zhang Fei, and several other groups of old people all looked at Lin Feng with shining eyes.

Knowing that Lin Feng didn't die, everyone was very excited. After all, at the beginning of the doomsday, they were all brothers who had died.

"I knew that. I brought xiaojingjing here at the beginning."

Zhang Fei clapped his hands and said sadly.

"Yes, xiaojingjing is at least half a head higher than before."

Li Hu followed.

"She doesn't miss me any more now, does she?" There was a faint flash of tears in Lin Feng's eyes.

"Well, in the months before you left, xiaojingjing yelled for you every day, but now it has been more than half a year, and xiaojingjing has recovered." Zhang Fei said in a deep voice.

"That's good. Just don't miss me." Lin Feng nodded, showing a wry smile.