Three days later, Beiqiao Town.

The open space was full of people.

There were about seven or eight hundred people wearing combat uniforms of two colors. The words "Thunderball" were painted on the black background and two-thirds were painted on the back, while the remaining one-third were painted on the blue background and the words "Masters" were painted on the back.

It is early summer in May, at noon, with the scorching sun, but everyone stood straight and stared at the half-collapsed building ahead.

"Battle Flag Handover!"

The thick man shouted, and the three trumpeters raised their trumpets at the same time and blew a low and melodious trumpet.

A tall and thin man held the flagpole in both hands, strides forward, and handed the battle flag with three large characters flying in the lightning ball to the young man next to him who looked like an officer.

Chen Xing took over the Lei Guang Group battle flag from the rat, representing the formal takeover as the leader of the Lei Guang Group.

He took a step forward, inserted the battle flag to the ground, looked around the audience, and slowly spoke:

“My life creed has always been simple…”

"That's to work hard to make money and live a good life."

"But……"

"There are always some people in this world who like to be in trouble with others."

"They are self-reliant and strong, treat others like grass, and trample on their lives and dignity!"

"So, there is a dream in this world."

“It’s hard for me to explain what a dream is.”

"But I know that without dreams, Shen Guangming would not die in a foreign land, there would not be Chunyan in the world, and we are still struggling on that scorched earth!"

"If there is no dream, Tienuo will not lead the enemy away for us, and end up incompletely incomplete!"

With Chen Xing's generous speech, a feeling of grief and anger spread among the soldiers.

He unscrewed the buttons hard, pulled off his shirt, revealing the burnt abyss mark on his shoulders.

"This beast not only kills our brothers, but also kills us!"

"I'll just ask you one thing..." He had red eyes and hissed, "Can you bear it!"

"cannot!"

The neat roars pierce the clouds and crack the stones, shaking the sky and the earth.

Chen Xing stared at the audience, his eyes swept across everyone's faces. After a moment of calmness, he waved to the distance.

A team of soldiers carrying aluminum suitcases trotted into the field, stopped in front of the crowd, stood attentively and turned around, and then lined up the boxes at Chen Xing's instructions.

"Click!"

The lid of the box pops open at the same time, and rows of potions appear, red, yellow, blue, green, purple, colorful, and crystal liquid shines in the afternoon sun.

"Here are eight hundred hero potions."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of gasping in the scene, and then he whispered to his ears.

Commotion started.

"No, he wants us to get an injection?" "I'll die..." "Isn't the team leader crazy?"

Chen Xing's intention was very obvious, to let everyone inject hero potion. Instead of sitting here and waiting to die, it would be better to fight to the death.

But everyone knows that the mortality rate of this thing is more than 85%, and the death process is very painful. The blood vessels and flesh burst inch, like cutting into pieces and being tortured to death.

Chen Xing looked at the soldiers below silently, and waited until their discussion came to an end before he slowly spoke, "I won't force anyone to use it."

"only……"

"One of our feet has been stepped into the coffin."

"The Abyss Brand, I will never stop until I die."

"As long as we live for one day, it will create a day of pain and a day of fear."

"If death is a matter of time sooner or later..."

"So, are you willing to use the remaining period of time to survive in exchange for an opportunity."

"For a chance to stand here and charge against that beast."

"Tell it, we are Tieno's brothers, we are the same as we stand tall and will rather die than surrender!"

Everyone clenched their fists, their eyes were red, but they were still silent, and no one dared to stand up.

Using heroic potions requires the courage to face life and death, and the pride of the world.

Only with the determination to die can there be a glimmer of hope.

Not everyone has the awareness of becoming a hero. It is natural for human beings to be afraid of death. Even ants can live secretly. As long as they can live for one minute or one second, who doesn’t want to?

In the silent silence, a figure emerged from the crowd.

He is tall and fat, like a small hill.

Big cat!

Chen Xing widened his eyes. The big cat glanced at him.

In an instant, Chen Xing understood the meaning in the other party's eyes.

Being a brother, if you don’t support you at this time, when are you waiting for?

The big cat walked to the box a few steps, grabbed the heroic potion inside, tore open the aluminum foil, and unplugged the needle cover. Without any hesitation, it pierced into the blood vessels and all the medicines were hydraulically pressed into it.

Chen Xing closed his eyes. Big Cat is such a person. He usually keeps silent and never is vague at critical moments.

Under the gaze of everyone, the big cat retreated to the side, sat down against half of the broken wall, waiting for the medicine to be exerted.

When everyone's attention was focused on the big cat, a thin figure sneaked to the edge of the box, picked up a hero potion, and injected it into the blood vessels in the arm.

"Lao Ji!"

When several soldiers from the Master Group saw it, they immediately screamed.

Lao Ji is over 70 years old, according to the standards of ordinary people

It is already twilight years, and the body cannot withstand the transformation of hero potion.

The originally dark skin flushed abnormally, and Lao Ji's face was full of redness, as if he had suddenly become more than a teenager.

After a few seconds, his steps suddenly became empty and tilted, as if he was drunk.

"Laoji, you!"

Several familiar people quickly surrounded him and supported Lao Ji.

"Hahaha, it's cool, it's cool!"

Lao Ji laughed, took out a wine bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the lid and poured it down.

"Feeling, good!"

As he smiled, his ears began to bleed, followed by his nose and eyes, like dead people crawling out of hell, shocking.

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The hero potion can be said to be the deadliest poison in the world. Once you drink it, there is no medicine to cure it. Zion, the eldest prince of Ice Blue City, drank the hero potion mixed with Cialis in the wine, and died suddenly that night.

"I have recovered my old life. If I hadn't followed the group leader, I would probably be in that ghost place where birds don't shit."

"I'm trying to eat half a stutter all day long, and I live like a person!"

"In the past few years, I have lived a taste that I have never tasted in most of my life."

"I'm happy, I'm happy!"

"I'm worth it for this life!" Lao Ji slapped his chest hard, "I'm worth it!"

He grabbed the wine bottle and took a big sip of wine. Suddenly his body stiffened, his back to the sky, and with a "pop", a scent of blood mist was sprayed out.

After experiencing the final madness, the blood on Lao Ji's face gradually faded away, becoming gray and pale, and finally fell down and no longer resurrection.

When he left, there was a smile on his face, as if he had seen something happy and beautiful.

Lao Ji's death aroused the courage of the soldiers. Life is only a few decades short. To live, you must live happily, enjoy yourself, be trembling and ashamed as a rat. What is this way to live!

A large number of soldiers rushed forward, picked up the hero potion one by one, pulled out the needle cover, and injected it into their bodies.

Half an hour later, the open space became a veritable purgatory on earth. The tragic howling resounded through the sky, sometimes violent, sometimes desperate, sometimes unwilling to accept it, heartbreaking, and hearing it made people furrow all over.

The soldiers of the North Bridge Regiment were alarmed by howling, and walked out of the camp tent, climbed up to the high ground and looked around. Then they saw a scene that they would never forget for life.

One by one, one twisted face and bloody body, like a soul tumbling and struggling in a pan. After suffering, life is worse than death.

Even the veterans who have experienced many battles were shocked by this extremely tragic scene.

They raised their hands silently and saluted the group of fearless heroes.

Volume 4, the Double Kings of Longhe, ended.

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