I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

The young marshal was quiet, and he could see the endless coke of corpses in front of him, and he could see the cheers of the people in the city.

He Yaona and other nine people, Xiao Yahan and others, sat far away from them, looking at the completely different scenery on both sides of the city, and felt very emotional.

Such a terrifying crisis has been sniped by the Young Marshal's Army. Is there anything else that can stop the Young Marshal's advance in the future?

Should be gone!

There is an infinite sense of security in my heart, and it seems that I have seen a bright future.

Qiao Sanqiang glanced at the quiet young marshal, smiled contentedly, and the other side Qingqing said:

"Miss Qingqing, you are really good, your strength is too strong. If the entire young marshal's army has the power of blood, it will surely sweep the apocalyptic world in the future!"

He deeply felt the power of the bloodline, which was far stronger than his normal state.

I just don't know who is stronger or weaker than the young marshal.

Fang Qingqing smiled lightly, and the proud breath permeated, and said quickly:

"As long as the young marshal is there, nothing will be a problem! Maybe something more powerful than blood will appear. Anyway, I believe that if you follow the master, you will be able to live safely!"

There was a faint light in her eyes, and there was a hint of warning in her words.

I was worried that Qiao Sanqiang would do something unfavorable to his master because of his suddenly stronger combat power.

Qiao Sanqiang is a straight-up man, where did he understand the meaning of her words, and said loudly to himself:

"Yes, by following the young marshal, I can achieve today's achievements. In the second half of my life, I, Qiao Sanqiang, will be the young marshal's most loyal subordinate! Maybe I can become a legendary fairy!"

He has his own dreams and his own mind, and he doesn't care what other people say.

Fang Qingqing felt relieved after hearing this, and finally knew that he would not betray him.

If it can always be like this, it is actually not bad.

They were chatting to pass the boring time, but in the city of steel, it was like a Chinese New Year, and there were bursts of cheers:

"Oh, we are victorious! Thanks to the Major General!"

"Hahaha, I survived again! The young marshal is awesome!"

"God is pitiful, God opened his eyes, no, the young marshal opened his eyes, thank you!"

"Mom, my son has already run away. I don't believe that the young marshal's army can win, slap me in the face!"

Various voices, one after another, vented the excitement in my heart.

Unexpectedly, the Young Marshal's Army actually blocked the terrorist attack outside.

And the city lord Yin Chun's guards, driving a jeep and holding a loudspeaker, walked through the streets and loudly preached:

"The City of Steel is safe, thanks to the Young Marshal's army for sniping with all their might!"

"The city owner has an order, all the members gather in the central square, and the public trial of Wang Zhiming!"

One order after another quickly spread in the city, and people quickly gathered in the central square while cheering.

They saw that the city lord Yin Chun, sitting on the high platform, saw the leader of the queen's majesty for the first time.

Never thought that the leader would be a woman, let alone that she would be so majestic.

Wang Zhiming was tied to a large pillar, with a shattered image, tattered clothes, and tattered vegetable leaves and saliva all over his face.

There were even scratches on his face and blood oozing out.

His eyes were dark, looking at the floor in front of him, just wanting to wait to die.

At this moment, a member of the escort team strode to Yin Chun's side, saluted with his right hand, and reported:

"Report, chief, just counted the number of people in the city, and there are less than [-] people! The rest of the people are driving motor vehicles, carrying food and fuel, and fleeing to the east and west! Do you want to recover the supplies!"

The tone of the guard's report was full of anger.

Unexpectedly, they were all in Beicheng, and the people actually looted the supplies and fled directly.

Too no sense of belonging, should be shot on the spot!

When Wang Zhiming heard the news, he raised his head suddenly, looked at Yin Chun who was sitting high above, and said coldly:

"Yin Chun, this is the city you are guarding. When you were about to go all out, [-]% of the people behind you ran away! Hahaha, are you heartbroken? Are you heartbroken? They are for themselves and never care about your trash!"

He couldn't see Yin Chun's goodness at all, just a piece of news could make him excited and shout out.

The people at the scene, whoever heard it, couldn't help but put their heads down, not knowing how to face Yin Chun.

There were less than [-] people who were able to follow to the northern city wall just now, and the rest were either waiting to die or fleeing.

This kind of attitude is unacceptable.

Of course, Yin Chun didn't care.

Now that you have run away, don’t let it go, keep the fake and keep the truth, the later you get, the more elites are left.

If you care so much, don't be exhausted!

Therefore, with an icy face on his face, he grabbed the handle of the Grand Master's chair with both hands, and commanded lightly:

"Order, close the city gate and turn on the power grid protection! All those who come back should be stopped outside and hand over three times the resources, otherwise they will not be allowed to enter! Go!"