Chandar, whose legs were broken, was lying on the ground, watching helplessly as one of his substitutes ran over to shake hands with their right hands stretched out, and was instantly ignited. He was frightened and desperate in his heart, but he also wanted to laugh a little bit.

This...what is this!?

Is he, the great ant colony Chandar, the immortal substitute driver, going to die like this?

Because of shaking hands with the section chief?

Soon, more than sixty of Chandar's substitutes had all arrived beside the night watchman, burning into blazing torches in the mist of the abyss, illuminating a large area around them.

These stand-ins howled miserably, and many of them still stretched out their right hands uncontrollably, wanting to shake Chief Li's hand before they died.

No matter why I want to shake hands, I always want to shake hands with the leader.

Li Fan looked at their ugly performance, shook his head and sighed:

"Ignorance, backwardness, feudalism! Bureaucracy kills people..."

In the end, Chandar's whole body trembled, and he suddenly felt that the person in front of him was the one who had truly twisted his soul and was a complete lunatic.

Suddenly, he suddenly saw that many of the eyes in the sky were closed.

And in the darkness in the distance, there was a faint sound of low breathing and the sound of young shoots breaking through the earth.

It seems to be the breath of life, the breathing sound of all things.

In the darkness, several mountainous outlines were moving in their direction.

Just one look at the dark outline makes people feel crazy, as if the cells in their body are about to grow until they explode.

Chandar's despair was swept away and he laughed and said:

"Come, the Lord of life has come! Night watchman, your end has come! Oh, my Lord, I offer you all my life, praise you! I shout your name in death!

"life!"

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Chapter completed!