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Zhang Hao spotted a young man, held a card in his hand, transformed into a throwing knife, and shot it out.

But at this moment the chessboard appeared, and the puppet blocked the boy's way and the passage of the warehouse!

The boy started to fight back, but Zhang Hao now has 36 puppets, and he also has [-] throwing knives.

Xiao Li's Flying Knife is a purple prop. Its characteristic is that it must hit every time. The disadvantage is that it can only be used once at a time, and its power is limited and its fatality rate is low.

After two stabs, the two teenagers were thrown to the ground, but the other party reacted and gathered back to back again, guarding vigilantly.

Zhang Hao used the puppet to hide his real body, playing a game of cat and mouse.Now that he has time to prepare, it is a proper benefit to use the golden prop of chess piece that person to hold at this time.

Soon, four of the eight teenagers fell down, but together, they still couldn't find out where the real enemy was.

Mo Jia couldn't help getting anxious, and even used a grenade, but unfortunately, this is Zhang Hao's territory, as long as the props are still effective, he will not lose.

Zhang Hao hid in the dark, watched the card gradually change from blue to green, and knew that the puppet was almost ready, and so was the energy.

But as long as he grasped the rhythm well, he could wipe out this group of people. He stabilized his mind, and then continued to knock down this group of teenagers according to the plan.

But at this moment, Lin Weiwei's voice came from Zhang Hao's mobile phone again, which was urgent and soft: "Zhang Hao, they, they opened the door, and they are chasing and killing a woman. I am hiding in the closet. They haven't seen her yet." Come to me!"

Zhang Hao stopped at this moment, and Lin Weiwei was also facing great danger. With the murderous nature of that group of people, even if she would not be killed on the spot, she would be imprisoned, but the result is unknown.

Although Zhang Hao has many hole cards, he can't protect these two women at the same time, let alone all the remaining residents.

At this moment, it was time for him to make a real decision. Should he choose Luo Yi and continue to kill the remaining enemies, or go back upstairs and rescue Lin Weiwei before those people found her?
But no matter how he chooses, Zhang Hao has a high probability of losing the other one, and Lin Weiwei and Luo Yi, one is his partner, the other is his confidante, how should he choose?
After hesitating for a second, Zhang Hao withdrew the chess player's hold, and then appeared and walked towards the group of teenagers.

Seeing Zhang Hao, the young man pointed his gun at him, and Mo Jia rushed over quickly, pointing the gun at his chest!

"It's you who hurt so many of us?"

Mo Jia watched the other party appear, and was not in a hurry to attack, and asked sharply.

Zhang Hao opened his hands and raised his head slightly, like a devout believer.

"You think you are right, but in fact you are all wrong, outrageously wrong." Zhang Hao murmured, with a solemn expression, his words were played through the translation software on his mobile phone, even imitating his feelings.

"What did you say?" Mo Jia pointed his gun against Zhang Hao's heart, and his expression looked a little hideous.

At this moment, those injured teenagers were helped together by their companions, and then bandaged their wounds.

They have weapons, food, and even medical supplies in their backpacks. It seems that they are indeed premeditated.

"I know, you believe in the gods and think that you are all fighting for the gods, but you are wrong, it is the devil who directs you!"

Zhang Hao had heard their conversation before, and from the word "God", he deduced their approximate identities and some motives, so he made a very bold decision, and this is currently the only way to protect Lin Weiwei and Lin Weiwei at the same time. Roy's way.

"What did you say? How dare you slander the Prophet?" Moga growled, his gun trembling with anger.

"Forgive them, God, they don't know what they're doing, or what they're doing wrong!"

Zhang Hao clasped his hands together at this moment, imitating the etiquette of the other party, and even silently recited scriptures.

"Go to hell!"

For Mo Jia, the prophet is the representative of the gods and his belief. At this moment, someone challenges his belief, which is absolutely unbearable for him.

Pull the trigger with your finger, and the bullet is shot out, blooming a flower of flame on Zhang Hao's chest.

Zhang Hao emptied all his energy at this moment, combined the six-character mantra with the golden luck above his head, and then a lotus flower appeared at the feet of the Faxiang!
His whole person seemed to become nothingness, so indifferent as if he didn't exist in this world.

The bullet passed through Zhang Hao's body, then hit the metal structure above the Art Palace, and bounced back.

Mo Jia opened his eyes wide, and then fell straight down.

The bullet was embedded in his forehead like an ordained scar.

But he could no longer worship the gods, and the bullet he fired ended his own life.

Zhang Hao let go of his hands at this moment, slowly bent down, and closed Mo Jia's eyes that were dying.

"You can't kill me, because I am the god...the representative in this world!"

Zhang Hao's voice seemed empty and distant, and a golden light appeared on his body, like a divine cloud!
The teenagers knelt down and worshiped Zhang Hao. This is a miracle!Compared to the strength shown by that prophet, this one is the real miracle!
Faith is so peculiar, it can turn things around by the way.

Zhang Hao walked over, touched their heads and said, "Children, put down your weapons and admit your mistakes to the world, and the gods will accept you again. Don't make mistakes again and again, tell your partners what is right and wrong."

At the same time, Lin Weiwei tightly covered her mouth in the closet, watching the long-haired boy opposite him beat a woman who escaped into a sieve, and then sat on the toilet for a while, but his gaze was fixed on Wardrobe here.

The moment the boy opened the closet, Lin Weiwei felt her heart was about to jump out.

She had no power to resist, and was pulled out of the room by his hair.

"Another foreigner?" Another boy with short hair asked.

"Well, but I don't know if it's the one the Prophet is looking for, let me ask."

At this time, the intercom rang, and the prophet spoke over there: "Don't listen to anything they say, shoot them all, they are all demons!"

The prophet had been listening to their conversation, and naturally knew what was going on in Mojia. He made up his mind to kill everyone else.

Although the boy was suspicious, he still raised his gun.

But at this moment, the voices of other teenagers came from the intercom: "Kai Li, Lu Luo, stop, we... have found the representative of the god!"

Both Kaili and Lu Luo were stunned, but at this moment, the elevator door opened, Zhang Hao walked out with the support of those people, his body still had that faint golden light on his body.

"Children, put down the murder weapon in your hand, you should be holy and eternal, don't make mistakes again."

Zhang Hao said with a smile on his face, and that voice was actually contagious.

"I, I don't believe it!"

Lu Luo was more stubborn than anyone else. In his heart, the miracles of the prophets were unique.

Until Zhang Hao opened his palm and said lightly: "Your bullets will all rot and cannot be discharged!"