The sewers were still so dirty. Skinny figures were lying on both sides. Their bodies emitted a faint dying aura. There were no mice, because they were all eaten up. Only a few maggots were drilled in and out of these people's hair, and were found and eaten from time to time.

Xue Tong walked on the path home, and his feet were covered with messy human bodies.

No one stopped him, and today's blood pupils were a little scary. In the past, no matter how cold he was, his eyes were normal to look at people. But today, his eyes looked at everyone as if he was looking at a group of dead objects. There was no emotion or mercy.

Along the way, everyone, whether it was a dirty beggar or a down-and-out vagabond, couldn't help but make way for him, making him look like he was separated from the water waves. So in just a short while he returned to the cottage. When he pushed open the door, everything inside the room was imprinted into his eyes.

The room is empty...

The blood pupils' eyes dimmed.

There was no slim back or a kind greeting. The cottage was very messy, with only a shabby wooden bed and a small square table. There were a few bags of grinding steel bars piled up at the corner of the wall. There was nothing else. It was obvious that the cottage had just experienced a loot. The food and other things had been taken away long ago, and even his cottage had left some tooth marks.

This is his cottage. It seems familiar.

But the familiar one is gone.

Xue Tong couldn't help but mutter to himself. "Some are different..."

At this moment, his mind suddenly became drowsy, and a vague voice was asking him. "What's the difference?"

He did not answer, but stood by the door for a while, then walked into the hut on his own and lay on the cold wooden bed.

The wooden bed was very hard and cold. But the expression of Blood Eye was very satisfied. It seemed as if he was lying on the most comfortable soft couch. After only a while, he fell asleep. The shabby wooden door was still creaking. Outside the door was a crowd of skinny people, waiting to die, as if they were a long time ago...

Black Bear is not a patient person. In fact, after Copper Teeth cried, he couldn't wait for a minute and rushed into the sewer. As the boss of Sanctuary No. 27, he could not stand the challenge of his authority by others. What's more, Xue Tong, a waste that is not even garbage in his eyes. He wants to use Xue Tong's blood to let everyone know who is the owner of Sanctuary No. 27.

But he thought of the beginning, but not the end.

Ghostly blood flowed on the concrete floor outside the hut, and tattered corpses fell out of the door in a row, many of which were no longer human. Blood pupils, who had experienced the career of a cosmic mercenary, were no longer used to the strength of ordinary people's attacks, so it was difficult to tell the difference when taking action. Opposite to the hut, the black bear was nailed to the wall in a large shape. A sharp steel bar was inserted on each of the limbs.

His expression was very scared, as if he wanted to ask for forgiveness, but he could no longer make a sound.

A sharp steel bar penetrated through his mouth and penetrated directly through his body.

Xuepeng didn't say a word to him from beginning to end. Because he was too lazy to talk, he completed the killing under the gaze of everyone in the sewer.

Silently tear the enemy's limbs and silently twisted the other party's neck. Silently nailed the black bear to the wall, and then silently inserted the steel bar into his mouth as the other party's begging.

No mercy, no hesitation.

Xuetong seems to be doing something that is normal. But that kind of dullness and silence are exactly the root of everyone's fear. You must know that no matter how vicious a person is, he must show it to shock people, but Xuetong is not a sign of performance at all. What does not show mean?

Meaning habits.

Get used to bloodthirsty, to kill, and don’t even think there is anything special. This is the attitude that makes everyone silent.

In the quiet sewer, blood dripped from the black bear's body. Blood pupil's eyes were a little confused. He said to himself again. "Some, it's different..."

"What's different?"

The hazy voice asked at the right time. Xue Tong still had no answer.

He just put down the bloody steel bars in silence, returned to the hut in silence, lay silently on the bed, and fell asleep silently...

Just like he killed someone silently.

The days that followed were a little lively, without the black bear. The small gang that had been suppressed in the shelter became active, and bloodshed and conflicts appeared from time to time. The "strong men" of the end of the world were using their primitive and rough ways to decide who was the new "leader" of the Shelter No. 27. Of course, fighting for the support of Blood Eyes has also become the thing they need to consider the most.

At first, several small groups simply claimed that Xue Tong was their leader. Then they began to plunder. It seemed that they could do whatever they wanted. But when their bodies were nailed to the wall outside the hut, no one dared to do this. Next, the leaders of several small groups came to visit Xue Tong, hoping that Xue Tong would become their backer. However, their bodies were also nailed to the wall opposite.

Finally, everyone realized one thing. That was that Xue Tong had no feelings about their power struggle. He had no feelings about everything here.

So after a clumsy fight, an emerging group became the boss of the shelter. The first thing that the boss did when he got to power was to send a lot of food to Xue Tong and determine the status of Xue Tong.

What made him happy was that Xue Tong calmly accepted the food and then continued to sleep...

The shelter gained peace in this way.

But what everyone didn't know was that after all this was calm, Xue Tong went to an abandoned treatment factory in the sewer on one night and stayed in a hidden corner for a moment.

“It’s different.”

"Where is different?" The voice sounded quietly again. But it still received no answer.

Three days later, Xue Tong went to the black market again. The starting point that led him to start his legendary career. But he did not see the bandage merchant, and of course he could not see the pair of gloves with a breeding suit kit.

Standing in the middle of the black market, Xue Tong suddenly smiled. He said to himself. "Sure enough, everything is different."

"What the hell are you talking about?" The mysterious voice sounded again at the right time, as if he was tempted. "What's the difference?

This time, Xue Tong did not ignore him, but said naturally. "You are very annoying..."

Then, history still runs according to the trajectory, and Blood Pupil leaves from x35 and meets Sarah. Then under that familiar mountain peak, I see the meteorite falling from the sky.

Hensel, as he remembered, appeared in front of the Blood Pupil.

But unlike the coma in memory, Hensel, who saw it, the first sentence of Blood Eyes was...

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."
Chapter completed!