Sun Xuefei is a bit reckless. Zhang Xingyun can only account for Hua Yixiao. Comparatively speaking, Hua Yixiao can understand Zhang Xingyun's meaning better. In fact, two people come from the same system.
It's not that he can't beat yulita, but a few people on the ship can't take care of it.
"After I get out of the boat, you watch them. Don't move the lifeboat. The target will be more obvious."
Hear Zhang Xingyun to get off the ship, Hua Yixiao's eyes flash worry, "you don't want to go to that submarine where?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?" Hua Yixiao knows the power of nuclear submarines and the horror of Shura's eyes. Now Zhang Xingyun wants to mix in, how can she not worry.
In fact, she felt that Zhang Xingyun was crazy rather than worried. It was the best killer on the battlefield. It could also carry the enemy's stronghold.
Zhang Xingyun wants to rely on her own strength, those nuclear submarines, can only use four to describe, fantastic.
"This submarine is the only one who wants to live."
If I had the impression of Zhang Xingyun before, I would have been satirized. But now I heard him, looking at the firm expression on his face, what she said became another sentence, "we'll wait for you to come back."
Thinking of Zhang Xingyun's strength, maybe he has this ability...
on the contrary, Zhang Xingyun hears Hua Yixiao's words and prepares to go into the water. Zhang Xingyun has a meal at his feet and looks back at Hua Yixiao.
See her eyes inside the worry, Zhang Xingyun's mouth hook, "good."
This woman seems to have changed a lot.
After the launch, Zhang Xingyun thought of many ways to get close to the submarine, but none of them was suitable because there was no guarantee that it would not be found.
In the end, Zhang Xingyun chose the most direct way to clean up the corpse, and then was salvaged.
As long as they are not alive, they don't need yulita's hand. Soon, Zhang Xingyun is caught in the net above the submarine, surrounded by rotting corpses.
Zhang Xingyun closed her eyes, as if she had not asked, and let the corpses stick to her body without even moving her eyebrows.
That is to say, Zhang Xingyun can not move, if others estimate that it would have been exposed.
The corpse was fished up and sent directly to a warehouse of the submarine. It was poured out from the top down like fishing.
All the corpses were piled up in a mess. When Zhang Xingyun opened her eyes, it was these deformed faces.
No doubt, they were all on the cruise ship.
At first, they were high-ranking practitioners or high-value upper class people, but now they are like a pool of rotten meat left here.
No matter what kind of identity there is no difference, the same is even well buried are extravagant hope.
There are staff in the warehouse, but there are too many corpses on the Internet. They can't handle them before they are piled up like this.
The staff mainly distinguish between the bodies of practitioners and ordinary people. They only leave the bodies of practitioners. As for ordinary people, all of them are thrown into the furnace on the edge.
That tube body is what clothes, life is what identity, here is just a gray end.
Zhang Xingyun closed his eyes again. He thought of what Xueli had said before, "nothing is important. Only living can have a chance."
Many people don't understand this truth. It took Zhang Xingyun so many years to understand it. The price was also something he didn't want to mention.
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