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It turned out to be the case.

Hey.

Jiang Xiaoyu dropped the cigarette butt bomb in his hand on the ground and twisted it heavily with his bloody toes. His eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "You mean, this is still Xionghe City?"

Zhao Ling faced the cold breeze and nodded silently.

Lao Su behind him interjected: "To be precise, it's Xionghe City at the beginning of the end."

"Gan!"

Jiang Xiaoyu, who was always calm, uttered an uncharacteristic curse word.

No matter what, it will never be as good as God's arrangement.

Although the one-time space-time transmitter was activated normally at the beginning, it happened to encounter a very low probability of space-time turbulence. In this way, Jiang Xiaoyu and his party were brought to Xionghe City at the beginning of the end.

In other words, we are back to the starting point.

"Three months later, those so-called monitors will come to this universe, right?"

Jiang Xiaoyu reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and asked lightly.

Zhao Ling looked at Jiang Xiaoyu. He was swearing before, but now he was thinking calmly. He was really a scary guy who could control his emotions.

"Yes, there are still three months, and there are still six months until the world is completely destroyed."

Zhao Ling faced Jiang Xiaoyu, maintained a calm tone, and spoke in a low voice.

"By the way, when did the time traveler who told you all these secrets come to Xionghe City?"

"In four months."

"Well, I see."

Jiang Xiaoyu leaned forward slightly, looking past the low wall on the edge of the roof and looking at the already extremely chaotic street. There were monsters fleeing in panic and monsters feasting everywhere. The sounds of chewing and screams were intertwined, making Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes wander. There was a hint of excitement inside.

"In this case, there can only be one between us and the so-called monitor."

Jiang Xiaoyu threw half of the cigarette in his hand into the air, making a small arc in the air, and then quickly fell to the street downstairs, submerged in the blood.

Lao Su coughed lightly: "Then, what should I do with this little girl?"

Jiang Xiaoyu did not answer Lao Su's words. He turned around neatly and came to the little girl squatting in the corner. He calmly looked at the little girl in front of him who was no longer trembling but expressionless. He said lightly: "Xiaohong, my Where’s the sugar?”

Zhao Ling and Lao Su looked at Jiang Xiaoyu suspiciously, where is my candy?What means?

The little girl twitched her nose slightly, and her blood-stained hand reached for the small pocket in front of her belly. Then, she raised her blood-stained face, looked at Jiang Xiaoyu very seriously, and trembled: " Uncle, is mom playing hide-and-seek with me?"

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't reply, nod, or shake his head. He still looked at the little girl calmly.

The little girl who didn't get any reply slowly lowered her head and handed the candy in her little hands to Jiang Xiaoyu.

Looking at the colorful candies, Jiang Xiaoyu gently took out the toffee with a trace of blood on it from the little girl's hand, opened it, put it in his mouth, chewed it with great enjoyment, and then swallowed it.

"Okay, Xiaohong, this is the reward for saving you before, and I'll eat it."

Jiang Xiaoyu paused, and his tone became a little decisive: "Xiaohong, you may die any day after three months with your uncle. If you don't leave with your uncle, you may live until the last day six months later. Do you want to How to choose?"

The little girl's folded head slowly raised, and her eyes once again stared at Jiang Xiaoyu very seriously: "Mom, are you dead?", but the original vibrato was gone.

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes,"

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards Zhao Ling and Lao Su. Since the little girl didn't reply to him, he wouldn't ask too much. After eating the toffee, he and the little girl met again. No connection whatsoever.

In the apocalypse, everyone has their own choice, whether you are a weak child or a powerful monster.

"Uncle, follow you, can you help me kill monsters?"

The little girl stood up suddenly, the trembling in her mouth became even stronger.

"Okay, but one candy for each monster."

Jiang Xiaoyu stopped and his tone seemed to become a little gentle.

"Okay! Then I will follow uncle.