Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

There are rumors that Peng Bu, the god of death, is from Huaguo. Therefore, Hua Guo also tracked down his tracks.

However, every time he made a shot, someone was behind his back to help erase all traces.

He appears and disappears without leaving any traces.

All the investigations were in vain, and on the contrary, many experts were damaged. In the end, Huaguo could only terminate the investigation of Peng Bu.

Undoubtedly, Pembu is backed by the power of the country.

He is not acting alone.

Everything that is done is controlled by the will of a certain country behind the scenes.

In fact, when Peng Bu became famous, Jiang Buyou was not born yet.

Later, Jiang Buyou became a market capable person. When he was a teenager, he was keen to explore the abilities and secrets of the world's powerful people.

At that time, due to signs of premature aging, Pember gradually stopped shooting.

His undefeated legend gradually faded out of the sight of the warriors.

However, this did not affect Jiang Buyou's pursuit of his footsteps.

As the most legendary marshal in history, Pember, the god of death, is definitely an insurmountable monument in everyone's heart.

Even death is a disaster level, and life authority is also a disaster level.

The two heaven-defying abilities of the same level compete fiercely in Jiang Buyou's body.

In the end, it is the overall victory of the authority of life.

This is because instant death is an instant attack, and the undead characteristic brought by life authority can continue as long as the ability is activated!

Jiang Buyou avoided the inevitable situation and survived successfully!

And Lao Peng's ability failed, and he was called out of identity again, and he couldn't help being completely stunned.

He coughed up blood again and again, and said in shock, "If you were hit, you would die, but you survived?!"

Jiang Buyou smiled calmly, but his back was drenched in cold sweat.

I almost explained it in a muddle!

Without Synergy, there is no doubt that it would be dead by now.

If there is no coordination with the power of life, even if you dodge the gunshots, you will still be killed.

If the shooter doesn't shoot first, but kills as soon as he comes...

Still a dead word!

To be able to survive is simply a miracle of miracles!

A tangled party fell into crazy assumptions.

Thinking about it more carefully, when the shooting came, Zhong Yuan clearly predicted the direction of the bullet in advance.

At the time of life and death, he stepped forward without hesitation...

If Zhong Yuan hadn't done this, his life would have been taken away with one bullet.

Zhong Yuan is a savior, but he was identified as a liar!

He knew that the inappropriate behavior of teasing cats at the beginning lost his trust.

Jiang Buyou's mood was extremely complicated, and he had never been so depressed as he is now.

After Lao Peng lost his mind for a moment, he was ecstatic.

He vomited blood and smiled, "Great! Commander Jiang, you are not dead! I killed so many people with instant death, but you are the only one who survived!"

"Even Heavenly Father knows that such an excellent person as you should not have died young, and should not have died by my hands!"

"Now I can finally die. For so many years, I have been wandering outside, and I don't know how many unreasonable things I have done, but I still hope to die as a Chinese!"

"Commander Jiang, the ruin crystal in my body belongs to the Hua Kingdom. Please...don't let it fall into...cough cough!"

fall into?

In whose hands did it fall?

However, in the middle of the conversation, Lao Peng coughed violently, as if he was about to cough out his heart, liver and lungs, and blood spurted out of his mouth desperately.

He was getting weaker and weaker, and his cloudy old eyes were drooping, and they were about to close in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Using the last time will kill you, and you will be greatly assisted. In fact, you will overdraw your life and accelerate your exhaustion.

The world's top killer reached his last moments.

Ah... am I finally going to die?

Anne, my darling, I can finally be with you...

We can't get together.

People like me can't go to heaven, they can only go to hell!

A tear spilled from the corner of his eye.

Lao Peng seemed to see a phantom of a black-haired girl.

His first child, sweet as an angel, was named Anne.

He used to think that he was strong enough to get rid of control and live freely.

As a result, escape and betrayal bring irreparable pain and regret.

Annie was deliberately hanged under the door frame of her bedroom.

She was only six years old, and she lost her life before enjoying the beauty of the world.

A stern warning made Lao Peng no longer able to resist.

A killer doesn't deserve family affection, and getting involved with him will only make you unlucky.

Even so, he still carried the traditional education of his father's generation in his bones, and tried his best to preserve his own blood.

Later, Lao Peng finally had two daughters.

In order not to repeat the same mistakes, the child was sent to the orphanage immediately after birth.

He often pretended to be a volunteer to visit the orphanage, until they were adopted by a well-meaning couple, and then completely cut off contact.

Over the years, Lao Peng's memory has become worse and worse, and he can hardly remember the appearance of his second and third daughters.

Only the eldest daughter Annie's appearance is still vivid and profound as if branded in the depths of her soul.

She is here.

Her soul has never left!

Lao Peng tried his best to widen his eyes, as if he saw his beloved daughter stretching out her little hand to him.

Struggle to catch, suddenly!

The phantom is gone.

The cloudy and dim vision became bright and clear.

Can hear someone talking.

"Zhong Yuan, can you fix your body? It makes me sad to see you making a hole like this!"

"Are you sad? Are you guilty? It's just to improve your memory. In the future, don't be reluctant to use your ability!"

"I don't want to either. It's because your ability is too strong. After using it, I will become the fifth scum of war, and I can't use other abilities!"

"Are you considered a commander like this? You have to practice again after you go back, otherwise I won't dare to let you cooperate in the future."

"Then you help me with a class, and I'll go back to the furnace and repeat the college entrance examination."

"Wake up, it's not dark yet!"

"I was wrong, can you change back to the original form, please."

The vision returned to Lao Peng's eyes.

After an unknown number of years, he finally saw the world clearly again.

There is a person standing in front of him.

In his early twenties, wearing an off-white suit, he has a handsome and elegant appearance, with a heart-wrenching temperament on his body.

There was also a beautiful black cat squatting on his shoulder, and a pair of strange golden and silver eyes were looking at him, shining with a strange light.

Not hell?

Is this still a neighborhood?

I am not dead?

Lao Peng half sat up subconsciously, looking at the surrounding scenery in disbelief.

You can't be wrong, it is the community where you have lived for eight years.

Not far away, the two men in black were frozen, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Lao Peng's heart was beating wildly, and he was extremely pleasantly surprised to feel that infinite power was gushing out of his body.

He is no longer weak, but back to his prime!

"God, what a magical medical ability!"

There is no doubt that the young man in the white suit is the Young Marshal Jiang Buyou.

Regardless of previous suspicions, he shot for treatment.

And the assassination operation led by the Imperial Guard has completely failed!

Lao Peng had mixed feelings in his heart, knelt in front of Jiang Buyou, and asked loudly, "Why did you save me? People like me don't deserve to live..."