Journey to the Heavens with a Punch

Chapter 111 Preparing for a rainy day (22)

"boom!"

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"Uuuuu, mom..."

Among the gray ruins, the little boy covered his face, weeping and staggering under the gloomy sky.

"Mom... Dad... woo woo woo... I... I'm so scared..."

The little boy's stockings were stained bloody.However, even after being traumatized like this, he still struggled and walked slowly towards a place he didn't know.

A huge mushroom cloud blooms in the sky,

Strength to the extreme, natural beauty.

Although it was early morning, under the bloody setting sun, the dust of destruction had already settled.

"Ah... very ordinary..."

In mid-air, Chen Ye stretched.

He just tried to take a nap in the core of an atomic explosion,

And it worked.

This was the most powerful weapon for humans on Earth during World War II, and the energy of the nuclear fission reaction alone could not affect Chen Ye's physical condition.

Moreover, the core temperature of this technically insufficient bomb is not high.

Of course, resisting the nuclear explosion so easily is inseparable from the power of plane-level space that Chen Ye learned before.

Now, Chen Ye only needs to use plane-level space power to mix his own power for defense, and he can completely block the impact and temperature of the nuclear explosion.

Otherwise, even if Chen Ye resisted with all his strength, he would probably feel extremely hot in this explosion and temperature.

As for the follow-up radiation... These things have no effect on Chen Ye.

"By the way, what about that guy... Oh, it's good that he's not dead."

Chen Ye slowly landed from the sky, just glanced at the disaster situation below, and flew over after locking on to the target's position.

"Woooooooo..."

The little boy who was struggling to walk finally lost his strength and fell to the ground.

He coughed violently, and his breathing gradually became irregular due to his trance.

"Cough cough...cough cough."

Although the little boy could barely open his eyes to make his vision clear, he could vaguely see his right hand covering his mouth, stained bright red.

Death and fear are slowly eroding this fragile and tiny life.

"Am I going to die..."

The little boy was thinking with a chaotic consciousness, leaning his body against the ruins by the roadside.

Feeling the sudden pain in his body, he gritted his teeth and even stretched out his hand to grab the wooden board beside him, trying to stand up with all his strength.

However, hard work does not necessarily yield results. He tried several times and fell down.

In this moment of despair.

"Lost lamb, do you want to be saved?"

A strange voice came from the little boy's mind, echoing clearly in his vague consciousness.

"What... what?!"

The little boy who was holding on to the straw didn't even consider that the voice might be his own hallucination, and he shouted in his desire to live.

"I seek redemption, I...want to survive!!!"

The little boy shouted hoarsely with the last bit of strength in his body.

The little boy could no longer support his body, and the body he was leaning on slowly slid down.He even felt that his pain had decreased.

"poor child."

"starting today."

"I am your only belief."

"I am your master."

"I am...the only god in your heart."

"Wake up, boy, and tell me your name."

The gorgeous brilliance flashed by, and it would even make people think that it was an illusion.

The little boy woke up, and he suddenly found that his body was no longer heavy, the scars disappeared, the pain disappeared, and only the tattered clothes and blood stains remained to show that everything just now was real.

He rubbed his eyes, allowing the light from the world to illuminate the appearance of the man in front of him more clearly, and it will be deeply imprinted into his mind forever.

"Ok?"

Master 'God' smiled and looked at the little boy.

The little boy twitched his nose, which hadn't calmed down, and said with a hint of crying: "I, my name...my name is Yashida Ichiro."

"Very well, child. I will take you to a safe place, where there will be a gentle big sister to take care of you. It's all right, everything will be fine."

Chen Ye picked up the little boy, although his tone was solemn, but he was a little absent-minded.

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"Hi, handsome young man."

Although the shout had a strange tone, nothing happened, only a few pedestrians and rickshaw drivers looked at the shout.

"Hi, handsome!"

This time, no one even looked this way. Everyone here is like a precise gear, rushing to the next destination, doing what they should do.

However, it is not so much a gear as a numb machine.Everything here is for survival.

People will no longer care about things that have nothing to do with them. Preserving their own lives in troubled times is the most important thing, especially in this country.

But this time it was no longer shouting.

"Crack, snap."

Feeling the hand patted on his back, Zhang Tong was stunned.He didn't expect that this guy who was ignored was actually calling himself.

A repeated voice came to my ears: "Hey, boy, wait a minute."

"Who are you? I've been here in the concession for a while, but I've never seen you with your outfit, your outfit, and your face..."

Although this is a concession, but because I don't know what this strangely dressed guy with unknown origin wants to do.Therefore, Zhang Tong said coldly while raising his vigilance.

Don't worry about this distance.

With this posture, there is no possibility of attack.

Zhang Tong's brain was running fast, and he analyzed the positions of the two of them in an instant.

This guy doesn't look hostile, and he doesn't look like a member of the Chamber of Commerce, but...

What is this conspicuous coat and the cool black long sword on the back?
However, just as Zhang Tong was thinking, this handsome young man who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him suddenly spoke.

"Young man, you buy martial arts secrets... oh no, it's that...that..."

This handsome young man scratched his head under Zhang Tong's serious expression, and said a little cutely: "Ah... by the way, your... do you think I hang up?"

???

Zhang Tong, who had enough confidence in his IQ and always thought he was the most genius in the world, was stunned at this moment.

What is this guy talking about?Why can't I understand?
"Sorry, sorry, I was distracted just now, please don't pay attention to everything I just said."

The handsome young man's pupils suddenly recovered, he apologized.

At the same time, he shook Zhang Tong's hand when Zhang Tong didn't react.

The handsome young man shook hands and said, "Hello. Although I don't know what your current name is, I just want to say that if you encounter unstoppable troubles, you can contact me."

"What?" Zhang Tong still didn't know what this guy was talking about.

"I just want to express a meaning. There are always good people in the world, and I am a person who is willing to help others."

"???"

"When you encounter invincible troubles, or endure inhuman painful experiences, please don't change your values ​​and beliefs at will, and don't forget that there are many beautiful things in the world. You can call me for help You, of course, provided the communicator is on."

The handsome young man added, and as he spoke, he took out a small black box and handed it to Zhang Tong.

"This is...?" Zhang Tong, who hadn't fully realized what this guy was saying until now, even forgot to let go of his hand, said to himself.

"This is the communicator. When it's on, you can contact me if you encounter unstoppable trouble."

"My name is Weilan, you can call me like this."

The handsome young man smiled and pressed down the peaked cap he was wearing on his head: "See you sometime."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Looking at the small black metal box in his hand, Zhang Tong shook it. He originally wanted to throw away this unknown thing, but he put it in his underwear pocket by some coincidence.

Suddenly, Zhang Tong became more sober.

He came to his senses, looked at the handsome young man's black coat lifted by the sea breeze, and the figure with the long sword on his back, and asked, "When?"

"The Future."

"what?"

Zhang Tong thought about it for a long time, only to realize that this sentence was a foreign language he was still learning.

"Putting foreign language? What..."

As he said this, he involuntarily raised his hand to touch the small black box still in his breast pocket.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, three loud gunshots came to Zhang Tong's ears, and he remembered his purpose of coming here and the possible ambush! ! !

He has accumulated over time, and the martial arts fighting postures that have formed muscle memory allow him to respond immediately.

however,
Zhang Tong had just dodged these three bullets, and there were dozens of gunshots, all at the same time!
All the pedestrians on this street are actually killers lurking! ! !
With Zhang Tong's martial arts, there is no way to dodge all the bullets! !
According to his calculations, at least several bullets must have penetrated her heart, or even her brain! !

The body simply cannot keep up with the speed of the brain.

Is it all about to end?
!

Zhang Tong, who originally thought he would be shot several times in a row, was shocked to find that all the bullets were hovering in mid-air.

Even those killers who were in ambush did not move at this moment.

"Look, I just said that there will always be times when you need help."

A strange yet familiar voice came, and Zhang Tong turned around, only to find that the handsome young man who had gone away had come behind him again.

"Hey, this will save your life."

The handsome young man smiled, stretched out a finger, and drew an arc in mid-air. He shot those killers and bullets at an extremely fast speed, and fell into the rolling river! ! !

The bright red color emerges from the water, turning foam and mixing with the river water.

"Goodbye by fate."

"Goodbye...goodbye..." Zhang Tong looked at the handsome young man's back and swallowed.

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Inside the hut,
"Da da da."

With the familiar sound of footsteps coming from behind, Zhang Tong moved his stiff facial muscles indiscriminately.

"What happened, my nephew. I just heard from the Xingrong Gang that something happened at the chamber of commerce."

Zhang Tong turned around slowly after hearing this familiar voice, and said without changing his face: "Father Zhong, I was not there at the time, and I don't know exactly what was posted. It may be some strange cult rituals. The concession here is still It's too easy to get some weird people in."

(End of this chapter)