Make a way out?Feng Xiaoxiao didn't feel bad, they felt bad.

"Boss! Boss Feng! Leaders! You, you, look!" Outside the door, someone suddenly yelled.

"What's wrong?" Several people lifted the curtain and walked out of the temporary command room.

Following the eyes of thousands of people looking up, they were stunned.

On the top of the elevated mast beside the bridge, a quiet figure stood there.

He seemed to be looking at something, and then he flipped his wrist, and out of nowhere, he pulled out a cylindrical object.

He put the cylinder on his shoulders, his head seemed to tilt, and then remained still.

I don't know how long it took, when everyone thought that there would be no more words and were about to look away.

"Crash—" There was a muffled sound.

"Boom—" A loud bang.

The majestic Confucius Temple, the large open space in front of the Confucius Temple, and the crowded zombies surging on the ground——

All scattered in the cracked light smoke.

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