The angels were stunned.

This man actually survived from [Angel's Punishment].

Safe and sound.

"Kill...kill him! Kill him!"

The angel in the head roared, and he subconsciously attributed this phenomenon to his poor punishment. Although this idea is ridiculous, no matter what, it is better than letting him believe that a person can survive the punishment.

So for a moment, bang! bang! bang! bang!

Countless successive come.

The pig-headed men who followed from afar were so scared that they couldn't run away.

They all sat on the ground, with their mouths wide open, and amid the loud noises, they didn't know if they were shouting.

[Angelic's Punishment] is the most severe punishment given by the angel, and the chubby pig-headed man actually endured so much punishment alone, so he must be the most evil person.

Yes, he is a person who even dares to kill angels.

He must be a devil!

In this way, the gunshots lasted for no reason. Finally, the angels' bullets were exhausted.

And there were also crackling beside Old Joey, and a lot of small iron balls fell.

The gun in this world is still the simplest version. It is filled with ignition of gunpowder and stuffs a small iron ball in. If you fire a shot, you need to re-shoot it. As long as you have a little common sense, even if you don’t know the gun at all, as long as you have enough tools and give him some time, he will definitely be able to make it.

And how could the power of this weapon cause damage to Old Joey?

He didn't even bring a mask with him, and with his muscle strength alone, he blocked all these bullets.

In fact, he didn't use much force, so he stood there blankly. For him, the bullets were almost like smashing stones on him, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

So when the gunfire stopped, Old Joey was a little overwhelmed.

Because if the group of people on the opposite side fired at him with a more powerful weapon, then he would have a reason to go up and chop them up, but... these small iron balls are too weak, and they don't hurt at all, and they don't even get angry at all.

So old Joey didn't know if he should go up and chop people up.

He thought about it for a while... and then scratched his head and walked straight towards the angel crowd.

Under normal circumstances, when you see such an almost invincible person, your first impression should be to run away quickly. However, the angels have never experienced such a situation since they were born. A few of them reacted quickly, but they got into the car and shouted that the group of pig-headed men would run away quickly.

And some, before they could react, they watched Old Joey walk towards him stupidly.

Then, he watched him pull out the butcher knife from his waist and let out a whoosh.

The whole world began to reverse, and he fell to the ground with a slap, and then inexplicably saw that there was an extra person without a head in front of him.

Before I realized that the person without a head was himself, my eyes darkened and I died.

Old Joey didn't think much about killing people, so he didn't chase the angels who escaped first, but he didn't let go of the target he could take.

Pull one over and cut it off.

Another one was pulled over and cut it off.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

With the familiar sound of chopping meat, the angels turned into pieces of feed.

Old Joey wiped the blood from the knife with the wings and feathers behind an angel, looked around, the blood was everywhere on the ground, and a hellish scene.

Suddenly, he discovered something very important!

Where did you come from?

"Uh, Pegg, where should I go?"

Pegg also looked around, and his nose briefly failed due to the smell of blood... Yes, Pegg did not use his eyes to recognize his way, it used his nose.

Moreover, the pig-headed people who followed before seemed to have run away at any time.

So, Pegg was silent for a while.

"Hmph~humph~" (Uh...I don't know either.)

"What should I do?" asked Old Joey.

"Let's go blind." Pegg said: "Anyway, haven't you been walking blind before."

"It makes sense." Old Joey nodded, then put the knife in his pocket and walked forward.

......

Everything went back to its original state.

Boring, desolate, and doing nothing. It's like this paradise should be like this, and it's impossible to tell what's wrong, but as long as you stay here for more than a few hours, you will be eroded by this sense of chaos that comes out of nowhere but is everywhere.

Let's go, let's go.

Finally, good luck came, and Old Joey seemed to have discovered a village in the distance.

He ran over with joy.

This village is similar to the previous Hope Village. It has a low building. There is a statue of a pig-headed man holding a knife in the middle of the village, but there is still no one here.

But the ones mentioned here are not that there is no one else, but that there is no living person.

The whole village is full of corpses.

The pig-headed people were all dead. They lay on the ground in a row, with knife edges on their necks, blood stains pierced by guns on their foreheads, and some were killed and hung up.

Old Joey felt very depressed, and he wanted to order something here.

He didn't know how this group of people died, and it might be the actions of those angels, but he didn't have much hatred for it. He traveled through countless planes, and in almost all planes, people could kill pigs. They raised pigs, used skins to squeeze oil, meat to sell, bones to stew soup or make craft ornaments, and no one would feel guilty about it.

At the beginning, Old Joey felt very unhappy because he liked pigs, so whenever he arrived at a plane, he wanted to chop all the pig slaughterers.

But Ziliang stopped him.

Ziliang said that there is actually no difference between sheep eating grass and people killing pigs. All worlds are like this, which means that this makes sense. After all, people are stronger than most pigs. Of course, if a pig is stronger than a human, then that pig can also treat people as feed. Whoever eats and who is eaten has nothing to do with what head they have on their necks. If one day, grass will also eat meat, then the grassland may become a cemetery for sheep.

Old Joey felt that Ziliang always had a certain philosophy. Although he couldn't understand this philosophy, he still felt that he should believe Ziliang.

But afterwards, Pegg said that Ziliang was actually afraid that you would go to the vegetable market to cut people around, so he said so because he thought it was troublesome.

But since his words did not make his feed quality worse...

OK, Ziliang is right!

Hum~hum~
Chapter completed!