The bald man carefully held his head with his hands and connected it to the broken cervical vertebrae. A stinging and numbing feeling came from the broken place, which made him feel agitated, but he could only endure it. Despite the physical discomfort, I waited for that person to be disappointed. He was "yunxi" sucking Lao Wang's blood, his face full of joy. It¡¯s like an addict who hasn¡¯t relapsed for a long time. One afternoon he meets his former accomplice and takes a cigarette that he knows contains drugs. He knew very well that this stranger might not let him go, but something called fear occupied his brain, preventing him from having the consciousness to resist. It was difficult for him to understand why he had such emotions. He was not a good man or woman. Before the end of the world, he had been serving time in Yinzhou Prison for armed fighting. In fact, he was the kind of guy who was called a "prison bully." But this inconspicuous guy in front of him made him feel like he was being targeted by a beast, and he didn't even have the courage to shout loudly. He didn¡¯t know that it was the instinctive hierarchical oppression of blood people. Finally, Lin Chuan couldn't suck any more blood out of the body in front of him, so he could only lay it down without hesitation. "Do you know who I am?" he asked. The bald man shook his head. Lin Chuan held back everything he was ready to say, which made him feel embarrassed. "I am a level 1 bloodline user." He had no choice but to say. Introducing himself in this way made him feel stagnant, so he decided to ask the question directly. "What's your name?" "Zhang Su." "Very good." Lin Chuan nodded. "How many people are you here?" "About two hundred? I don't know the specific number." "Who is the leader?" "It's Doc Thorne." "Dock Thorne?" Lin Chuan repeated I heard this unfamiliar name again. "Who is he?" "He is the blood descendant of Mr. Ivanov and the inheritor of all of us." "Ivanov didn't come?" Lin Chuan felt a little surprised. "I don't know." "What happened in the tunnel? Why are only these people coming back?" "We were ambushed and everyone else died." Recalling that scene made Zhang Su a little scared. He was standing in the tunnel at that time Everyone was shocked by the sudden change. Faced with such a tragic situation, everyone's only reaction was to run away. He was lucky, a few people got the mucus thrown in their faces by the guys who struggled to escape, and they became infected immediately. They wailed and were devoured alive. This completely scares most people out of their wits. The tenacious vitality of the immortals allowed them to live until the last moment of their lives, and they screamed until the last moment. This kind of pain made other immortals who witnessed all this from a distance feel for the first time that strong vitality is sometimes a curse. Lin Chuan asked him in detail about every detail in the tunnel. He was suddenly afraid. If Gu Qingshan hadn't figured out his identity or was determined to eliminate him, maybe he had disappeared. He didn¡¯t leave any backup like Huang Ande¡¯s men did. No one will resurrect him with huge amounts of blood. From another perspective, he is not willing to be resurrected in this way. He may still be the same person after death, because all the organs, including the brain, are his own. But if it is completely regrown from a bottle of blood or a mass of tissue left behind, can it still be considered Lin Chuan? For him, that is already another person. He does not want his identity, thoughts and memories to be inherited by another person in this way. He didn't want those he cared about to embrace the replica, but forget about him who made the real sacrifice. The reason why life is great and precious is that it comes only once to everyone. No one remembers the person who died generously, but the replica inherits everything he left behind with peace of mind and enjoys the fruits he gained with his life. He couldn't accept such a thing. "What did those people who left do?" He brought his thoughts back and continued to ask. "They went to Shaguan to find someone. It is said that they are going to transport cement to completely seal this place, but I don't know exactly how to do it." "Seal it?" Lin Chuan was surprised again. For the first time, he felt that Unable to follow Huang Ande's train of thought. If something is unavailable, destroy it, or at least make it impossible for others to obtain it. This may be his principle, and this is what Lin Chuan despises. "What else do you know?" He suppressed his thoughts.? asked unhappily. "Did Doc Thorne stay or go to Shaguan?" "Mr. Thorne led the team away, and Miss Zhu Rong stayed behind to conduct the command. She asked us to find all the locations to be closed in advance. "Zhu Rong?" Lin Chuan thought of the woman called "Goddess" in the information, the woman who avenged love in Li Yaoyao's mouth. If Li Yaoyao can betray Huang Ande. Maybe she can too? "How many people are left?" he asked finally. "More than forty." Zhang Su replied nervously. He instinctively felt the danger. "Forty or so?" Lin Chuan asked. "I don't like this kind of numbers very much." "I don't know, I didn't pay attention to the number of people. I'm sorry, please don't kill me. I've been very cooperative" "Thank you." Lin Chuan said indifferently, and he casually took Zhang Su put his head aside. "You explained it very clearly. But I can't keep you." Three bodies that had lost all their blood were divided by him and abandoned in a ravine covering several square kilometers. The best way was to burn them, but he There is not so much time. They found enough workers and materials to rush back from Shaguan, maybe just one morning was enough. But he must kill all the remaining level 3 bloodliners one by one. No one can be let go to report the news. He also wants to talk face to face with Zhu Rong. This is not a simple matter. It was already dark, which made it difficult for him to continue to conceal his actions. More than forty? Lin Chuan looked at the figures that were passing quickly halfway up the mountain, and slowly walked along the perimeter. ¡°There are approximately less than 40 tons of cement, and there is not enough labor.¡± Thorne said on the phone. "You killed someone again?" Zhu Rong frowned. Shaguan is not a place with a concentrated population, but according to the data she has, there will be no less than 20,000 survivors. There is not enough manpower in such a place, so there can only be one explanation. . Thorne did not answer. "Bring what you find first." Zhu Rong said helplessly. "Don't forget the construction sand, mixing station, and generator." "Don't think of me as a fool." Thorne said, suppressing his dissatisfaction. "My men need to vent, so that they can fight better." "Go to Jiuquan, there will be enough supplies and labor there." Zhu Rong ignored his dissatisfaction and said bluntly. "Stop killing people indiscriminately. We need the steel in Jiuquan. Human lives there are precious." Thorne hung up the phone directly. Zhu Rong walked out of the simple room and suddenly realized something was wrong. Thorne's subordinates were disobeying her, which was something she had already expected. Bloodline users have absolute control over their subordinates, which is a huge convenience and can bring endless efficiency. But it also means that there must be huge side effects between equal levels and reverse levels. But they never came to report the situation, not even one. This is so abnormal. "Luo Jin! Wu Guan!" She loudly called the name of the assistant that Thorne left for her. Just as she was making a call, the two people who were chatting nearby disappeared. She smelled a faint smell of blood. "Are you looking for them?" a voice said from the work shed about fifty meters away. Zhu Rong turned his head, and a young man slowly walked over holding two heads. She recognized him. "It's you," she said. "You know me?" Lin Chuan was a little surprised, but he quickly thought that it was either those people from Guo Limao or Li Yaoyao. He hoped it was the latter.