The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

Ai Wanxin looked back puzzledly, and her eyes met those of two golden retrievers and a Samoyed that were as tall as a man.

Pei Junlin smiled embarrassedly: "Sweet, no, baby, I think they are too big and block my view, so I made them smaller."

Ai Wanxin looked at the claws whose color had not faded completely, and in his round eyes, there was a clear and ignorant look in Chaofeng's eyes.

This child is so honest and well-behaved, he is much cuter than He Yang.

He Yang had no idea that Ai Wan was secretly criticizing him. He shouted to the other side of the river, "Brother, what a coincidence. What's your name?"

The only answer he got was the whistling of the wind on the river.

The rest of the soldiers were ordered not to get out of the car. Hao Qiong rushed to He Yang and saw Bao Xiaobao being pulled down from the driver's seat with a shotgun pointed at his head.

He suddenly became anxious and shouted, "What are you doing? We are from the army."

The crowd on the opposite side parted ways, and a short man with a strong upper body came forward holding a little boy of six or seven years old.

He had a smiling face like Maitreya Buddha, and he shouted to the other side of the river: "Young comrades, don't worry, we are law-abiding citizens and will not hurt anyone easily."

"It's just that your car passed by my bridge and collapsed it. I'm leaving a little compensation. Isn't that too much?"

He Yang laughed out loud and said, "It's not a big deal. The bridge collapsed. Is it a big deal if I give you another one?"

The man chuckled, "Comrade, the ancient Greek philosopher Heraclitus said that one cannot step into the same river twice. Similarly, you cannot build two identical bridges. Since these are not identical bridges, the compensation must be paid."

Ai Wanxin blinked and asked curiously, "What's good?"

He Yang ran out of patience and just said, "You are very educated, but I'm sorry, I'm a soldier."

After saying that, a circle of light swords suddenly appeared around the crowd on the other side, and attacked their hands holding sharp blades like lightning.

"Ah——" Amid the screams, He Yang made a "whoosh" and flew to the other side like a cannonball.

The Samoyed took a few running steps, and its fat and furry body leaped out of the river bank. It quickly expanded and deformed in the air. The huge wings shining with golden light on its back spread out with a "swish" and glided to the other side of the river with the strong wind.

"Wow--"

When Chaofeng flew to the center of the river, a meter-thick column of water suddenly shot up into the sky and hit its belly.

Chaofeng was too close to the river surface, and although he quickly dodged to the side, he was still hit by the water column on one of his wings.

It tumbled twice in the air, and before it could steady itself, several water dragons spun at its vital points from all directions at high speed.

Chaofeng roared angrily, then suddenly rose from the ground and flew high into the sky. The water dragon followed closely behind him, circling and merging into one force, biting Chaofeng tightly.

"What is that?" Ai Wanxin asked with a serious look at the dark water in the middle of the river.

A bright purple lightning bolt flashed diagonally in the sky, following the water dragon and going straight to the bottom of the river.

The surface of the river exploded in an instant, and countless bright silver fish jumped out of the water with their tails swinging, and then fell down with a bang.

The broken water dragon splashed all over the heads and faces of the people on the other side.

The black shadow at the bottom of the river quickly sank and fled away. There was no time to pay attention to what it was. Ai Wanxin turned his gaze to the other side.

All the thugs holding iron rods and scrapers had fallen, leaving only the short and stout Maitreya Buddha, with a little boy under his armpit and a sharp knife against the boy's tender throat.

The smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a look of ferocity.

A hippopotamus as tall as a truck stood in front of the two men, opened its mouth, which was bigger than its face, towards Chaofeng, and let out angry snorts from its chest.

Ai Wanxin's eyes lit up. There is a sentry on the opposite side. Your cat food delivery has arrived!

The golden hound shook its mane very cleverly and returned to its original form.

It lay prone beside Ai Wanxin, with its long tail hooked around her calf.

Ai Wanxin really turned over and sat on its back.

The golden hound raised its head and let out a clear whistle, then soared into the air with great pride. It also condensed a stream of cold air around its body. The entire giant beast passed through the river like riding on auspicious clouds and landed steadily next to He Yang.

Ai Wanxin jumped off the golden beast's back swiftly. She looked at the Maitreya Buddha holding the little boy hostage and asked with a smile, "Captain He, are you waiting for the negotiation expert?"

He Yang didn't say anything, but there was a gleam in his narrow eyes.

If he was not mistaken, the short and fat man in front of him was the driver hired by Academician Yang Jici in Fengcheng!

More than a month ago, Academician Yang brought her team's students to Fengcheng for research. In the photos she sent to her family, there was a man's reflection on the car window.

After the rainstorm, Academician Yang and the entire team lost contact with the outside world. Her family contacted the military and provided all the images sent back by Academician Yang in Fengcheng.

The military used technical means to restore the portrait of the man on the car window.

After comparing with the database, it was confirmed that he was a driver from a local car rental company in Fengcheng, named Qian Yuantao.

Academician Yang's team rented an Iveco 17-seater bus from the company in Fengcheng, and Qian Yuantao was the driver assigned to them.

But when the military wanted to contact Qian Yuantao, they found that he had also lost contact.

After locating the Iveco they rented, they found that the signal had disappeared in the mountains west of Fengcheng.

I didn't expect to meet him here!

Hope ignited in He Yang's heart. If Qian Yuantao was still alive, then Academician Yang might also be alive.

On the opposite side, Qian Yuantao saw another giant beast flying over and thought to himself that something was wrong.

"Don't come over here, or I'll kill him!"

He moved the sharp knife in his hand forward two inches, and bright red blood flowed down the little boy's neck.

The little boy was trembling with fear, crying with his mouth wide open, but no sound came out.

He Yang was about to stop him when he saw golden orange cracks appearing on Qian Yuantao's face.

He suddenly reacted, grabbed Ai Wanxin's hand, and shouted: "Don't—"

Before he could finish his words, Qian Yuantao on the opposite side let out a sharp howl, and his head exploded like an inflated balloon.

The little boy fell to the ground, his body covered with red, yellow and white flesh paste, and he was so frightened that he dared not move.

He Yang was stunned on the spot. The cold murderous intent in Ai Wan's heart faded away. Then he turned to look at him and asked, "What else?"

He Yang covered his forehead with his hands as he felt a headache.

On the other side of Ai Wanxin, Pei Junlin and Yin Yanhan appeared beside her.

Pei Junlin stepped forward and picked up the little boy. He conjured a handful of snow from his hand, covered his face with it, and wiped the mixture of blood, flesh and brain matter off his face.

Ai Wanxin looked at the minions lying on the ground who were too scared to even scream, and asked kindly, "Are there any more sentinels?"

A middle-aged man pulled down the cloth on his face and shouted with shining eyes: "Wanxin, Wanxin, it's me, your brother Chen, Chen Cong!"