Although this little guy was in a circled hunting ground, he killed so many people, which was not ordinary. And he knew that this was basically killed during the day!

But then the number of people was almost silent.

422 digits when they came.

There are only 362 people now.

There are 60 missing in total!

On the other side of the chariot are corpses, only a few are relatively intact, others are in rags, and only twenty-eight are there.

"Remember, why do you come here because of it; remember, why did they die because of it!" Yang Sanbao's eyes were covered with bloodshot, "You must remember, remember it tightly, remember it in your heart, and remember it in your bones! Okay, get in the car and go back!"

The heavy atmosphere makes people breathless.

Ye Ming looked up at the seven towers in the sky, then glanced at the corpse covered with white cloth, and got into the car silently.

A voice also came from my mind.
Chapter completed!