Even Wang Ye himself didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he left Zhang Ziliang's office.
Today, Zhang Ziliang is like taking a kind of chronic poison. His life has begun to countdown. The reason why he would rather sacrifice his life is just to ensure that nothing he does or plans within 24 hours will be blocked. Anyone can find out.
This is the sorrow that comes from the weak.
For those people, it was something they could do casually, but for Zhang Ziliang and Wang Ye, it cost them their lives.
To outsiders, this is just a mantis trying to block the car.
But for 'Mantis', this is a sacred and great thing.
When I got home, I sorted some items that were not used during this trip into categories, labeled them, and put them at home.
What Wang Ye took away this time was only the stick weapon of the third child of Heavenly Court, and recalled that he spent an afternoon studying the use of energy, simulations, and experiments on the third child, and kept imitating the performance of the third child in the mirror. Demeanor.
After dealing with all this, Wang Ye took a deep breath and put all the belongings he had accumulated during this period in the living room. The last instruction he left for Xiao Si was... If he returns before the New Year, When he didn't come back, he handed these items and a suicide note into Zhang Ziliang's hands.
If you go to steal a treasure house, you can't deliver food to your door.
…
After confirming that nothing was missing, Wang Ye came to the grocery store.
"Coming to see my grandma again?"
After seeing Wang Ye, Mao Yongan was stunned for a moment. He must have been too diligent here.
But the next scene left Mao Yongan completely stunned.
Because Wang Ye didn't enter the house at all, he just grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
About half an hour later, Mao Yongan returned to the grocery store with a strange expression on his face, as if he had encountered a mental illness.
After completing the last step, Wang Ye put on the human skin mask tightly, quietly left the gate of hell alone, and disappeared into the wasteland.
Tian group branch.
Zhang Ziliang stood at the window, looking in the direction where Wang Ye was leaving, somewhat lost in thought.
"I hope I can come back alive this time."
"Actually... you can try to contact the underworld, conduct a sneak attack together, and rob it directly."
"Although it will disrupt subsequent plans."
As he spoke, Zhang Ziliang shook his head and sighed.
…
Buddhist country.
"Have the statistics of casualties this time been calculated?"
Maitreya sat at the front seat, looked at the lonely old monks below with a smile, and said.
The voice was calm and there was no anger at all.
But when the old monks looked at Maitreya's smile, their hands and feet felt cold, and their hearts were filled with fear.
After he first entered the Buddhist Kingdom, he maintained this expression and killed... hundreds of people very comfortably.
The reason is very simple, it is because these people did not look at him when they were fighting, making him feel that he was not respected...
They are all fighting to death, who has time to look at the sudden appearance of an extra guy.
In just ten minutes, the original battlefield had stopped and turned into Maitreya's personal performance. In front of everyone, Maitreya performed dozens of different killing methods and how to maximize the extraction of a person. The blood in the body.
That horrific scene still flashes in their minds.
Worse than death...
"Out...out."
One of the old monks gritted his teeth and plucked up the courage to take out a piece of information and carefully handed it to Maitreya.
Obviously, by now, they have all realized what happened.
Even in the middle of the battle, they had actually all woken up, but at that point, even if they both stopped, it was already too late, so they might as well fight to kill each other and throw the blame away.
"good..."
"really not bad."
Maitreya casually flipped through the information in his hand and nodded with a smile, as if he was appreciating some great achievement.
"I already know the general situation."
"If everything's okay, you can go down first."
With that said, Maitreya put the information on the table and did not continue to check it. Instead, he focused on everyone and said softly.
? ? ?
Everyone was obviously stunned for a moment. They had already prepared to sacrifice at least a few people to give an explanation, but they did not expect that Maitreya would reveal the matter so easily.
Somewhat incredible.
But it was lucky that no one died.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, bowed respectfully to Maitreya, and then exited the temple in an orderly manner.
"Who planned this incident?"
"Underworld, heaven, or...that heavenly group?"
After everyone left, the smile on Maitreya's face gradually disappeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, leaving only a gap, and a biting cold light flashed inside. He whispered softly, and a terrifying murderous intention emanated from his body.
"Looks like it's time to move."
"I don't know what kind of foreshadowing that guy has laid down over the years."
Shaking his head slightly, Maitreya stood up from the chair, turned around and looked at the huge golden Buddha statue in front of him, his momentum was not weak at all.
…
A rough man carrying a coffin and walking in the wasteland looked at the peaceful Buddhist country from a distance with a gloomy expression.
"The information is wrong."
"Tricked!"
"Sure enough, you can't believe those guys in Tianzhu."
The leader, a middle-aged man with a rough and tall figure and a cold expression, said directly without any hesitation: "Withdraw!"
After saying that, the group of people dispersed, turned around and disappeared into the wasteland, not even thinking of entering the Buddhist Kingdom to take a look.
Compared to the ordinary villagers walking outside, they are the core force of Qingfeng Village and the most professional gangsters!
…
Wang Ye had been walking in the wasteland for about three days, and he was getting closer and closer to the area marked on the map. He could even feel the slight trembling of the token in his arms.
Wang Ye stopped, found a tree, marked it casually, and then buried the map under the tree.
After hesitating for a long time, Wang Ye finally buried the token in the pit as well. After confirming that all the items on his body were Lao San's original items, he gave himself a hard slap, a real slap without any left behind.
Wang Ye's expression suddenly turned pale, his mental energy was also dispersed a lot, and his whole person fell into weakness.
In this way, after Wang Ye buried these items, he staggered away.
From time to time, he would cough a few times and drop a few drops of blood on the ground.
Finally, an ordinary village appeared in Wang Ye's sight, and the smoke rising from the town could be seen in the distance.
