The Strongest Thunder And Lightning? My Hands Are In My Pockets!

Chapter 199 The Devastated Jingdong City

Feng Wuchen raised his hand and opened his mouth to stop it. He was fully capable of doing this!

But what happens after it’s stopped?

Let them spend their lives with regret, never to be able to face their motherland and family again?

Mistakes made under control are also out of your control.

Maybe, just think that these people sacrificed their lives for the motherland back then, leaving a legacy for their families, right?

He was in this dilemma, and all eighty-one people committed suicide and fell on the metal plate.

The bright red blood and the smell of blood spread, stimulating his nerves!

He watched silently, and then closed his eyes, the words of these people just echoed in his ears.

Yasukuni! ! !

If I don't destroy you in my lifetime, the hatred in my heart will never go away!

He swore an oath in his heart, then opened his eyes, faced these people who committed suicide, and whispered:

"Yes, you are all heroes of the motherland. I have written down your instructions!"

Those whose hearts had stopped lying on the ground smiled happily after hearing this, and then closed their eyes forever.

In my mind, I remembered the oath I made when I joined the army, the smiling faces of my family, and the things I did against my will after being controlled.

They are not willing to endure other people's strange eyes for the rest of their lives, calling them traitors and lackeys!

They also don’t want their family members to be dragged down by them, making them humble and unable to hold their heads up in front of their children.

Originally, when they were controlled, they thought they could just stay alive and secretly see how their family members were doing on the Internet.

But now that he was suddenly able to return to his country, his original hope was aroused, but he felt ashamed to face it because of what he had done over the years, so he chose to commit suicide.

Hope it’s a bit more decent!

When they heard that Feng Wuchen was still called a hero, they knew the country's attitude.

This shows that they will still be regarded as heroes who sacrificed their lives in the line of duty, rather than as a lackey of Jingguo!

He will also help them with messages.

This is enough!

Some of the remaining people were also controlled, and their hands were not stained with the blood of their compatriots.

Some missions involve facing alien beasts, so you can still survive with hope.

There are about nine hundred people left.

Feng Wuchen turned to look at the water team members and said:

"Treat those who are still alive, and those who have died must also be brought home."

The water element nodded, and the pools of blood on the metal plate disappeared, and the wounds of the dead people stopped bleeding.

At the same time, I started to check my health one by one, but I was not very optimistic.

These people were weak due to lack of nutrition, not injured, and it was hard for her to heal them.

Feng Wuchen turned to look at Jingguo and snorted coldly,

"Let's go home!"

He took the lead and flew towards the Dragon Kingdom.

The team members also followed, and as for the people on the flying carpet, they were all excited.

Only those who have left their homeland can know the depth of that kind of longing.

What about people like them who have suffered a lot outside?

Welcome home, heroes!

Kato watched Feng Wuchen leading the people away with an expressionless face, turned to look at Zuojiro, and snorted coldly,

"I'll deal with you later!"

Everything that happened today was because of this idiot!

If Jiang Feng hadn't been kidnapped, such tragic consequences would not have happened!

He couldn't even imagine what Jingdong City has become now!

But he still had to go back and clean up the mess. No matter how cruel the reality was, he had to face it.

"Everyone go back!"

He dropped a sentence, took a step forward, and disappeared.

The people who stayed looked at each other and finally left one by one.

Sajiro was left standing there with a look of regret on his face.

When he thought about the state of Jingdong City, he was in a mess, and he had to bear the consequences, so he wanted to escape even more!

I even want to leave and live in another country!

The relationship network I have had for most of my life is okay, but what about my family? What about the family?

Can he give it up?

He is from a foreign country and can be exempted from death penalty, but he cannot escape from living crime!

After thinking through the worst consequences, he readjusted his emotions and flew towards Jingdong City.

No matter how cruel the reality is, he has to face it.

Along the way, he returned to Jingdong City with confused thoughts. From a distance, he saw the dark sky in the city and thick smoke everywhere.

When he flew into the city and saw the devastated scene, he looked extremely sad.

Damn Jiang Feng, what a mess he has made this city look like!

The current Jingdong City has been lifted from the state of control, and at a glance, there are chaotic citizens everywhere.

Among the ruins, some of them found their relatives, hugging each other and crying excitedly to survive this disaster.

Some found the bodies of their relatives and fell to their knees, wailing and crying.

Others have never been able to find their relatives, so they can only shout in confusion, hoping that their relatives can hear them.

Until they screamed until their throats became hoarse, and finally their throats could only make a feeble "hehe" sound.

Zuojiro landed slowly, walking staggeringly on the messy concrete floor, staring blankly at the people around him, his mind going blank.

After a long time, he finally came back to his senses and jumped into the sky.

He needed to see the infrastructure that Jiang Feng had blown up.

He came to the location that used to be the arsenal, and stared at the huge pit with his eyes wide open. He was stunned on the spot!

Then he took a deep breath and continued flying towards the center of the city.

There is an oil station in the distance. This deep pit is a little better. Compared with the arsenal, it pales in size.

He continued to fly and saw that the hydropower plant built on the water in the distance was blown up, the dam burst, and the river flooded on both sides of the lower reaches.

The victims are like ants, searching aimlessly for their loved ones and belongings.

After a while, he saw the Central Bridge.

The bridge decks on both sides of the strait prove how majestic it was originally, but the break in the middle makes them no longer connected together.

Cars were randomly placed on the bridge, and there were all kinds of floating debris on both sides of the river.

He came to the city hall again, looked at the building that had been bombed into a Syrian style, and left silently.

Everywhere he looked, his mood became heavier and heavier.

Finally, he arrived at the shrine in the center of the city.

The figure landed in a ruined wall. Many people around were sitting on the gravel and crying bitterly.

Their relatives died in the explosion.

Zuojiro looked at it slowly despite the stench that he didn't know where it came from, as if he wanted to store all of this scene in his mind.

"My lord, have you seen my husband?"

A woman suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Zuojiro's arm and cried.

"He is 1.63 meters tall, wearing black clothes, and his head..."

Zuojiro stared at the woman, listened to the other person's words with a dull expression, then shook his head and walked forward.

The woman continued to ask the next person.

She is crazy.

Because there can be no survivors here.

She didn't want to believe that her husband was dead, so she could only use this to numb herself and the fact.