Chapter 712 (1/2)

The military forces once said this.

All the hellwalkers of bright island are all over the world. They listen to one person's orders everywhere.

At that time, someone once asked what it would be like if hellwalkers gathered.

No one has been able to answer this question for a long time, because no one has ever seen the gathering of hellwalkers, and no military force has ever been able to make Guangming Island pay so much attention to it, even the Royal Society.

The gathering of hellwalkers never happened, but it doesn't mean it won't happen in the future.

When Zhang Xuan and Zhu Ling stepped out of the airport. Countless figures follow Zhang Xuan closely.

There are men and women, old and young. Some are well-dressed and some are ragged. They are engaged in completely different occupations. At this moment, they all take the same step.

Zhang Xuan walked in the front, and the crowd behind him was like a fierce beast. Where Zhang Xuan pointed was where their blade was.

Haicheng street, inside the pub. In the shopping mall, one after another, people gather in the same place at this time.

The future of a pure white traditional dress, sitting in front of the French window of the hotel room. Wiping the gun barrel extending from the back, suddenly, the future pupil shrinks, smiles, opens the door and strides out.

When the future steps out of the hotel gate, one shadow after another gathers behind her from all directions.

In the future, we will walk in one direction.

On the Pujiang River in Haicheng, a cruise ship landed.

A bald white man jumped off the deck and landed on the dock. Countless ships came to the shore. Dense figures appeared from the ship and walked with the bald man towards Zhujia manor.

Ferris was carrying a briefcase. He took a silver pistol out of the briefcase. There was a smile on his lips.

On the highway around the city, one truck after another sped by, and Alex's machete flashed cold.

The goddess of the moon, dressed in a long skirt, attracts countless people's attention. She is noble and holy, but she is wild with a whip in her hand.

An Aston Martin 47 is speeding down the street, with a roar of motor sound. Baichi is holding a cigar in his mouth, holding the steering wheel with one hand and a big black knife, lying quietly on the co pilot beside him.

The dark golden cape is blown up by the wind, and the strange shape of red hair is constantly referred to.

Haicheng street suddenly appeared many strange scenes, naturally attracted people's attention.

All kinds of phone calls. It has exploded the landline of Haicheng management.

At the same time, the phone calls from Guangming island are ringing all the time.

Pith, the housekeeper, picked up the phone leisurely and said, "the clan is trying to be fierce. This is a war of military forces. Pay attention, I mean war! The fire has burned to Kyushu. You should take out the original agreement and have a good look. "

With that, PIs hung up the phone without waiting for any reply.

Haicheng, Zhujia manor.

The gate of the manor is locked. All members of Zhu family stay in the manor. I wish the manor could be completely self-sufficient even if it was run by the family.

"Oh, don't say it. The old man's mouth is hard. He won't say it anyway. He doesn't even have a cry."

"That's right. It makes me sick."

Two young people of Zhu's family lie leisurely on the couch.

"Do you think we are going to destroy a family? It's not interesting. Last time, the patriarch had to destroy all the people. There was no girl left. There was no fun at all. "