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The little sun swelled rapidly, and soon exceeded the limit that Chu Ge could control.

Not only was there a stabbing pain in the five fingers, but the skin from the arms to the chest was chapped, and the blood showed a pale golden luster, flowing out in a meandering way.

Chu Ge felt like he was holding a real spherical lightning, and his arms and even his body would collapse at any time.

——Just like "Colonel" Ning Lie's subordinate, the employee who was injected with an excessive amount of fifth-level genetic medicine, gained infinite explosive power, but at the same time lost cell stability, and the gene chain collapsed instantly, turning into a puddle of pink flesh soldier.

But Chu Ge could no longer care about the sequelae and side effects.

Even in the next second, he will fall apart and be completely annihilated like that mercenary.

But at this very second, he wanted to release his anger to the fullest, respond to the calls of Hong Lei and hundreds of millions of innocent souls, and make Yan Luo's shock of astonishment and remorse amplify a hundred times!

"die!"

When the little sun swelled to be bigger than his own head, taking away all the light from the underground garage, Chu Ge used all his strength to press down on Yan Luo's chest with his palm.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Yan Luo let out a heart-piercing howl under the engulfment of thousands of lightning bolts.

The entire face of the cultivator was twisted to the extreme, and the two eyeballs almost turned into meat sauce and spewed out.

With the control of the overall situation just now, the cat is playing with a mouse-like gesture, it is a different person, one day and one place.

He struggled desperately, trying to escape the ruling of the golden lightning.

Hong Lei bit deeper and deeper, tearing and devouring his flesh and blood.

With just a head dragging its spine, it almost gnawed half of Yan Luo's neck.

Blood, lightning, red flames, black slime...

The three of them were hysterical, crying and howling like three beasts, turning the underground garage into a bloody, absurd and gorgeous Shura hell.

Chu Ge felt that his entire left arm had become a part of the Lightning Sword, which penetrated deeply into Yan Luo's chest.

He seemed to have touched Yan Luo's heart,

Naturally, it was ruthlessly kneaded.

With a sound of "Bo", Yan Luo's heart shattered, and the psionic energy accumulated through decades of hard work was suddenly released, forming a large ball of fire that was more dazzling than spherical lightning.

Chu Ge's eyes went dark, and he was blown away tens of meters by the shock wave, breaking a pillar and smashing a car.

All is at peace.

Chu Ge was the only one left, panting heavily.

There are also flesh and bones, burning "creaking".

A full minute later.

The darkness gradually dissipated, and the field of vision became clear again. The first thing that came into view were black bubbles, floating unsteadily in mid-air, bursting one by one, and vanishing into thin air.

"...Thank you...I'm sorry."

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Chu Ge seemed to hear Hong Lei's last voice coming from the bursting black bubbles.

His voice was no longer the coldness and violence of "Black Lightning".

He turned back into that honest veteran, maintenance master and father of a teenager.

No matter how much pain he endured and how many sins he committed, with the help of Chu Ge, he and his only son finally obtained eternal liberation.

"...you're welcome, it's okay."

Chu Ge murmured.

Not to mention emotion or excitement, but after all, you can breathe a sigh of relief.

Wait a minute, what about Yan Luo, is he dead?

Chu Ge couldn't feel his left arm.

More precisely, he couldn't feel anything below his neck.

The whole person is like soaking in magma, the high temperature destroys the skin and nerve network.

But he didn't bother to check his own situation, but raised his neck as much as possible to explore Yan Luo's life and death.

Looking in the direction where the lightning sword was swaying, that is, the most severely damaged place in the underground garage, Chu Ge widened his eyes and scanned carefully for a long time before he could barely recognize that... "thing" seemed to be Yan Luo.

Chu Ge couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yan Luo didn't seem to be dead yet.

But it ended up worse than death.

All his limbs were cut off by Chu Ge's lightning sword.

The body was also blown to pieces by the spherical lightning, turning into a pool of rotten flesh and blood.

There was only a solitary head left, like a sweet potato that had been run over by a wheel, it was in a mess, and the facial features could not be seen clearly at all.

Even the skull was torn apart, a large amount of brain was exposed to the air, and "Bu Bu" was beating.

If it weren't for the only remaining one eye, the painful light that life would be worse than death still bloomed, and the blurred flesh and blood would twitch nervously from time to time, it would be hard to believe that this pool of purple mud is still alive.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

In the mud, there was a scalp-numbing voice, and it was extremely pleasant to Chu Ge's ears.

This is Yan Luo's wail.

Is he begging himself to give him a happy time?

The law of heaven recurs, and the retribution is not good. It's not that there is no retribution, but the time has not yet come.

Yan Luo once made countless victims fall into a situation where life would be worse than death.

Today, it was finally his turn to personally taste the taste of being boiled in an oil pan and not dying for a while.

"Enjoy it!"

Chu Ge grinned at Yan Luo, and lay back contentedly.

Now, he can't move, can't even pee, and waits for reinforcements to arrive.

Fortunately, the camera that stored Jin Zhenhai's confession was properly wrapped with heat-insulating materials, and he stuffed it in a safe place, which should explain everything.

Next, it depends on which reinforcements come first.

"President Yu, although I didn't tell you the whole thing, there should be a good understanding between us, right?"

Chu Ge closed his eyes and prayed loudly in his heart, "Please, I know that this time I made my own decisions and made mistakes of disorganization and discipline and individual heroism, but God will forgive young people for making mistakes. You want to give me a chance to reform? Show up quickly, President Yu, help, Big Sister Yu!"

"Tap Tat Tat"!

As if his prayer really came into effect, there was actually the sound of hurried leather boots coming from the entrance of the underground garage.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Ge heard a crisp sound of glass breaking, and the entire underground garage shook slightly, and the scorching air became somewhat cooler.

The ban has been broken!

The sound of leather boots was getting closer and closer, appearing in the center of the underground garage.

Chu Ge tilted his head, at first he couldn't see the opponent's face clearly, only saw the opponent's leather boots.

This kind of thick and heavy leather boots inlaid with steel plates is not very like President Yu's style, but it is the standard equipment of the Special Investigation Bureau.

"Could it be 'Sickle' Zhao Lian?"

Chu Ge was overjoyed.

Although the guy with a deadpan face, cold as a machine, always talking to him about "procedures" with a straight face, and trying to grab credit by any means is not very likable.

But in the current situation, even Zhao Lian is fine, Chu Ge wants to jump up and kiss him hard.

With great hope, Chu Ge moved his head with difficulty, looking up inch by inch, and through the surrounding flames that had not been extinguished, he could clearly see the other party's face hidden in the shadows.

Chu Ge's smile and hope froze again.

It is indeed a member of the Special Bureau.

But not Zhao Lian.

It is the worst candidate that can appear in the current situation.

Although he had never met before, Chu Ge had seen photos of this person in the operational briefing of Operation Autumn Wind and a series of mission descriptions.

He has a pair of leopard-like eyes and a sharp beard, and his appearance is very distinctive, and he will never be mistaken.

Lingshan City Special Investigation Bureau, Deputy Director, Zhao Jinhu.

In other words, the people behind Jin Zhenhai and Yan Luo.

Zhao Jinhu stood in front of a pool of muddy Yan Luo, silent for a long time.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Seeing him appear, the dying Yan Luo seemed to see a glimmer of life, his neighing became sharp and rapid, as if shouting to Zhao Jinhu: "Help me! Help me!"

There is no wind in the underground garage.

The black military windbreaker wrapped around Zhao Jinhu's body, but there is no wind, it is automatic, and it is hunting.

Zhao Jinhu pulled out a shiny silver rectangular metal box from the black windbreaker.

"Didi!"

I don't know how he pressed it, and the metal box was instantly unlocked. Following a burst of intricate mechanical operation and deformation, it turned into a weapon like a honeycomb launch chamber, which was put on his right arm.

Zhao Jinhu aimed the honeycomb-like weapon at Yan Luo's only remaining one eye and deformed brain.

At the end of the weapon, circles of faint blue halos appeared, flickering continuously, and the flickering frequency became higher and higher.

"hiss--"

Yan Luo screamed, the indistinct flesh and blood squirmed and twitched rapidly, and the one-eyed eye spun like a spinning top.

"Wave!"

Dozens of faint blue beams of light shot out from the honeycomb launch chamber at the same time, completely tearing Yan Luo's head apart, evaporating, and annihilating him.

In just three seconds, this vicious immortal cultivator seemed to have never appeared in this world.

Then, Zhao Jinhu walked towards Chu Ge with this terrifying weapon in his hand.