National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"This is... a cannibalistic world..." Blood gurgled out of Dennis' throat, his head tilted, and he lost consciousness.

"No matter what, it's not a reason for you to do evil!" C115's eyes were red and he felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

As early as when he infiltrated the Nine-Tailed Fox, he discovered the various evil deeds within their organization, and most of the evil plans were proposed and implemented by this man named Dennis.

Although he is not the leader of the Nine-Tailed Fox, he is the most evil, twisted, and even perverted person in the entire organization.

Zhang Yang walked forward slowly, and the strong smell of blood hit him in the face, making him feel nauseous.

Dennis lay straight on the cold ground, his upper body clothing soaked in blood and stuck to him, a shocking dark red.

The wound on the chest was like the mouth of a ferocious beast, tearing the flesh wantonly.

There were several deep and long knife wounds crisscrossing each other, and the surrounding skin was turned inside out, bloody and mangled. The muscle tissue and broken blood vessels that had been crushed by the sharp blade could be clearly seen.

On his neck, there was a long wound like a deep ravine. Blood was still oozing out slowly from the wound, winding down along the neck and gathering into a small pool of dark red blood on the ground.

His face was even paler than before, completely bloodless, and his messy hair was scattered all over the place, mixed with blood.

"There's progress." Ye Dong didn't expect C115 to win. He was even prepared to let C115 revive infinitely in the battle to disgust the opponent.

After all, ever since Ye Dong noticed Dennis, he realized that he was not simple.

What surprised him was that the man named Dennis clearly exuded three completely different auras of communication, but had never demonstrated his ability once.

"You two, put them on yourselves." Ye Dong summoned his younger brothers again, still wearing black cloaks, holding two pairs of silver handcuffs in his hands, and threw them into the hands of Justin and Godelion.

The two men looked at each other and handcuffed each other silently.

"How you live your life from now on depends entirely on your degree of cooperation." Ye Dong walked forward with a kind face, but he exuded the top-level pressure of an SSS-level liaison envoy.

Dozens of black threads emerged from between his eyebrows and flew into the hair gaps of the two people.

"One thought, death. One thought, life."

It’s not that Ye Dong didn’t want to punish these two people, but there were too many secrets about the Nine-tailed Fox. They wanted to investigate the previous doubts, and these two people were a good breakthrough.

Zhang Yang stood on the rooftop and looked down. The war was over and the situation was completely controlled by the Red Society's army.

In addition to the Red Order soldiers in dark gold uniforms and the Holy Judgment soldiers in blue and white uniforms, there were also some undead spirits emitting dark energy.

Activating the SSS-level talent to contact the magnetic field for exploration, Zhang Yang quickly locked onto the source of this SS-level ability.

It was Ye Dong’s younger brother named Aqiang.

"Two SS-level talented brothers, I'm so envious."

"Notify Little Stutterer and everyone in the fortress to bring their belongings. I will teleport them all to the TV station in an hour."

Ye Dong was talking to himself, obviously trying to convey a message to someone through telepathy.

And he said it deliberately so that Justin and the others could hear it.

"C115, dispose of the body."

"Okay!" C115 nodded, his heart knot resolved.

"Wipe the blood off your head quickly. It's so ugly."

"Oh."

"Zhang Yang, I'll take these three people to the dungeon first."

"Ah."

After saying hello to Zhang Yang, Ye Dong left with the three Nine-tailed Foxes.

Looking at the sun setting in the west, Zhang Yang felt mixed emotions.

He sat on top of the city, with the cold wind blowing.

The afterglow of dusk spread freely, outlining the outline of the main city of Judgment with golden color.

The city beneath my feet has become half a ruin, but there are still a few tall buildings standing alone.

The building curtain wall reflects the beauty of the sunset, like countless mirrors, collecting and scattering the orange-red sunset glow. In the distance, the bridge spans the river, and outside is the sparkling sea.

The red glow in the sky looked like spilled paint, with orange-red and bright yellow intertwined. The sun was like a huge salted egg yolk, slowly sinking and disappearing into the end of the city bit by bit.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling Zhang Yang's hair. He sat quietly, letting the red clouds and the breeze hit his face, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

"I'm ready."

Randall Fisher's voice appeared in his mind, a little desolate.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yang's eyes reflected this ruined world and the sun that was about to disappear.