Zhang Feng's voice was not loud, but every word was harsh in the cold wind.
¡°He gave these people a choice.
The management of Siberia is similar to militarization!
The purpose of everyone here is to become stronger and surpass the limits of the human body.
??Everyone can be said to be a strong player in some fields before entering the training camp, or even a king.
Some people are murderous, some are crazy and cold-blooded, and some have even been trained here as dead soldiers since childhood!
¡°Everyone in this training camp is a lonely devil with an unyielding will!
They are trained like warriors and instilled with the will to be loyal to their leader.
This so-called loyalty is not to the instructor in the training camp!
This allegiance is to future employees and even future leaders!
In this apocalyptic world, they are by the instructor's side just because they understand the importance of unity and strength in these troubled times.
It is more difficult for lonely people to survive in this world.
This is not allegiance, but a need.
Now that the leader is dead, they have no core.
?? Should we be loyal to the dead, or should we continue to live?
Zhang Feng¡¯s words made three hundred people feel uneasy, but they couldn¡¯t make these people change their expressions at all!
Become a warrior of the Covenant?
They are people from two worlds!
A group of people are the devils of darkness, and a group of people are the kings of the battlefield!
Let them surrender, who is willing to surrender!
"There is no one in this world that we can be loyal to!" Someone said, looking directly at Qinglong without any fear.
"That is to say, you don't agree with my conditions?" Zhang Feng looked at this person and asked, already guessing this result in his heart.
They are the real elites. They come from all over the world and have never surrendered to anyone!
"Everyone wants to survive. But why do you want us to be loyal?" A big man asked in the crowd.
This big man¡¯s face was half-disfigured, one eye was covered by an eyepatch, and an arrogant and unruly light flashed in his single eye!
He is a head taller than the average person, nearly two and a half meters tall. Dull as a chariot.
"I'm better than you!" Zhang Feng looked at the big man.
"Are you going to kill people if you don't obey Cong?" A thin man said with a cruel smile: "Qinglong, you really underestimate us. Maybe we are not as good as you in terms of how much we kill. But in terms of ruthlessness, we will not be any worse than you!" We survive here only because we are so cruel that we don¡¯t even risk our own lives. This is desperate, fighting for our own lives. So, just because you are strong doesn¡¯t mean you can make us surrender.¡±
A seemingly weak white young man smiled and said: "The end of the world is coming. We chose to be loyal to the instructors. The reason is just because we know that it is difficult for a person to survive alone. It does not mean that we are afraid of him. In the Siberian training camp, Every day you spend your life training, so your life is worthless."
"Zhang Feng, this Baiyang devil is very ruthless. Don't underestimate his seventh-level peak combat power." Lu Jun stood in front of Zhang Feng and whispered: "He took over my demigod remnant soldier with his sudden hand, but his arm exploded. With his bare hands He tore one of our peak seventh-level masters to pieces."
The admiration among the strong.
He quickly received the attack from the demigod remnants with his hands. The army was also impressed by this man's strength.
Before coming here, Zhang Feng had specifically asked him. These people are tough!
But Lu Jun just smiled and didn't care.
Because the battlefield is still here. No one has ever made it really difficult for someone they made a pact with.
But now the Army also admires these people.
So far in the battle, they have lost more than ten people, but they have only suppressed the opponent and failed to kill anyone.
These people¡¯s foundations are too strong.
He has been a first-rate master since before the end of the world, and his experience and methods are much better than those of the Covenant.
Even if the people from the Covenant came from behind, they were only in terms of combat power.
They fight monsters every day, and their experience is still different from those masters who fight against people every day.
The Army also felt that if these people could be conquered. The strength of the covenant can indeed be greatly increased.
What¡¯s more, the souls of the more than ten people who were lost have been recovered, and they can just wait for Zhang Feng to be resurrected.
When the young white man heard what Lu Jun said, he said displeasedly: "I have a name. Are you looking down on me by calling me a white foreigner?"
"What's your name?" Lu Jun asked.
"You can call me Ilyich, or you can call me?Call me a killer doctor! "The white young man replied.
"My name is Lu Jun. If we can't talk in the end, then if you die, I will remember you." Lu Jun put away his smile and said seriously: "You are the one I have ever seen who accepts the remnant soldiers of demigods with bare hands. The only one whose strength deserves my respect."
"Before I die, I will unceremoniously drag you to die with me." A cruel smile flashed at the corner of Ilyich's mouth, and said: "It is a good choice to drag Xuanwu, one of the four gods of the covenant, to die with him. .¡±
Although they were surrounded by thousands of people and suppressed by Qinglong, they still did not affect the arrogance of these people.
The big man with one eye said: "Ilyich, now is not the time to chat. Now, we are negotiating. If we want to chat, wait for a while."
"Yes, the main problem has not been solved yet." Ilyich looked at Zhang Feng and said: "Qinglong, try another method. If you want to use your power to make me loyal, you have chosen the wrong person."
"Yes, using strength to make a group of people who are not afraid of death surrender is really just a joke!" Zhang Feng continued to smile and said: "If it can make you stronger, it is even more of a joke."
"Since it's a joke, don't tell it." The thin man licked his lips with a red smile and said, "I'll give you another chance. If you can successfully convince us, then we are willing to follow you. It's not allegiance, it's not To follow is to follow. If you die, we will leave. If you become weak, we will still leave."
The man was only less than 1.7 meters tall. His lean body was as bloody as charcoal, and his teeth were frighteningly white.
??Especially when you smile, it¡¯s even more scary.
The man¡¯s words made the others laugh.
Someone said loudly: "Quinn, you said it well. If the last chance fails, then we will start a war. If you can kill us, then you win. If you can't kill all of us -"
The man suddenly paused and said coldly: "Then those of us who escaped alive will launch a war on your South China!"
When others say these things, the Covenant people only think it is a joke.
But if these three hundred people say something like this, they will believe it.
Before the end of the world, they were already lawless people.
He is the devil that causes headaches in all countries. Some people in these countries wish they could die quickly, as if they had never appeared in this world.
However, they are hated by some people but still survive. If they have the ability to make it this far alive, they must have the ability to keep going.
Therefore, as soon as this man finished speaking, the expressions of the more than a thousand covenant warriors around him also changed, and they held the weapons in their hands tighter.
If they really want to fight again, they will do everything they can to stop these people.
South China is now their home.
So no one wants their home to be destroyed by others!
"Oh, a very good threat!" Zhang Feng nodded and smiled. He looked at the thin Quinn and said, "Mr. Quinn, I heard that your home is a small town in England."
"You know me?" The dark Quinn looked at Zhang Feng with some surprise and said, "This is not simple. It seems that the Qinglong of the Covenant really has some skills."
"Do you still have the nails hanging on your chest?" Zhang Feng continued with a faint smile.
Quinn subconsciously touched his neck and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
His voice became murderous, his face became ferocious, and his eyes turned blood red.
He was like a crazy beast, trembling all over.
?Here is a part of me that knows that Quinn has a secret. That is, Quinn was born in a rural town and was originally just a gangster.
After his parents died, it was his sister who raised him. His sister is not beautiful, but in Quinn's eyes she is the most beautiful.
No one can understand the hardship and exhaustion of a ten-year-old sister raising a three-year-old boy on her own!
No matter how bad Quinn is outside, he is still the obedient brother in the eyes of his sister at home.
But one day when he came home, what he saw was his sister¡¯s naked and cold body.
My sister died with her eyes closed, her hands clenched, and her body covered with human teeth marks.
The only thing left in my sister¡¯s hand is the nail of her little finger.
Quinn searched the town like crazy and found two drunks who were still talking about the beauty of his sister's body.
The two drunkards endured the most brutal torture that Quinn could imagine, and they died after three days and three nights.
And from the drunkard¡¯s mouth, Quinn knew that there was a third person, the owner of the nails.
But he kills people, and there is no room for him here. When he returned here after hiding outside for half a year, the man was gone.
No one knows where that person went.
Quinn couldn¡¯t find anyone and ended up becoming a killer.
All his rewards were used to find this person, but until the end of the world, he still had nothing to gain.
He never gave up searching.
Even he has been looking for it.
The only reason for staying here is that the instructor promised that he could help him find the third person.
Zhang Feng¡¯s words touched Quinn¡¯s nerves, making him stare at Zhang Feng like a wild beast, as if he wanted to tear open Zhang Feng¡¯s head and take out everything inside.
He has to carefully find everything he needs. In the past twenty years, I have been thinking about how to kill this person every moment, and I have been thinking of more cruel ways to torture this person to death every day.
"His current name is Roble. He is the most powerful black marketeer in London, UK. He lives in Room 601, sixth floor of the Rose Building in the 14th ward of London. There is a crescent-shaped scar on his left eye, which is where your sister died before she died. Leave it behind." Zhang Feng said to himself.
The color in Quinn's eyes was disappearing, and her trembling body was calming down.
The thin legs were bent, and the knees fell to the cold ground with a plop.
Quinn pressed his hands on the ground, faced Zhang Feng with his head on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "I come back alive, and my life belongs to you!"
He will always remember the photo the drunk man showed him, and he will always remember every detail on that face.
He believed in Zhang Feng. Because he believed Qinglong would not lie to him.