Qiaodong won, but he won miserably.


    More than thousands died in the battle.


    This is not a time to cheer. Too many bodies are located in every corner of the east of the bridge. Now what people have to do is to dispose of these bodies as soon as possible, because once the bodies decay, it is likely to cause a large area of plague. For today''s medical level, the plague represents a disaster.


    Thousands of bodies were piled up by survivors, and several professionals who took a breath were on standby. Their next task was to use their own strength to burn the hidden dangers of these disasters to ashes.


    This is not a simple task, especially among these bodies about to be burned, there are likely to be your comrades in arms and relatives. Some professionals can''t bear this pressure and cry, but they must bite their teeth and insist, because this is their mission and responsibility.


    There is still a lot of follow-up work.


    People who survived by chance looked at the bodies stacked together. Their tears had dried up. They even had no time to say goodbye to their relatives. The body in front of them had become a cup of loess.


    …………


    Looking at each report in front of him, Feng Zhiyong felt extreme pain in his heart.


    "Tell me, have the final statistics of death come out?" Feng Zhiyong kept dealing with government affairs. At this time, he must find out how many people died in this battle.


    "HMM... the approximate data has been counted by the investigation team. The list records we collected..."


    "I just want to know the number of deaths."


    "Death number?" the tired Han Qiang was stunned. His eyes were complicated and said:


    "There were 1630 dead and 309 missing. There were also some stampedes in the south, and more than 207 people were killed..."


    Feng Zhiyong was silent. This is not a flood or debris flow. Obviously, the so-called missing people are poor people swallowed up by the devil.


    The broken bones can''t tell the identity of the dead at all.


    The only relief is that Feng Zhiyong made preparations early, but there were some small-scale chaos, which was stopped in time before it expanded.


    besides.


    Zhou Xian is dead.


    This is what really hurts Feng Zhiyong. When Hong Jiuling is eyeing, he still holds the position of Colonel, and Zhou leisure has played a great role.


    It can be said that Zhou Xian is the Minister of the main battle faction. What''s more, this old man is not only superb in strength, but also proficient in human and worldly skills. In the past, he didn''t give Feng Zhiyong less advice.


    But now that Zhou Xianshen died, Feng Zhiyong really broke his arm. He was so sad.


    This is the end of the world. There are many dangers at any time. Even if you were a legendary expert, you can''t resist the arrangement of fate


    The whole street, the whole battlefield, and even the whole prosperous urban area have been devastated, like a hell of ruins.


    On the road, there are devil debris, broken bones, fine bone powder, stinky rotten meat, black internal organs, trampled meat sauce, withered hell flowers


    The devil''s body is like garbage, strewn all over the streets, and the fresh human bodies and fresh skeletons are also mixed, forming a sharp contrast


    Seeing the fate of former compatriots and former comrades in arms, the already depressed survivors are more helpless. They are either silent, sobbing in a low voice, or crying and laughing, venting their depression and sadness in various ways


    …………………………………………


    After the disaster, how to appease the people and post disaster reconstruction is the top priority.


    Even if Feng Zhiyong is sad, he still needs to stand up and stabilize the situation at this time.


    Moreover, almost all the senior conservatives have been destroyed, which indicates that the people below have become a piece of loose sand, but the more this time, the more they need to be treated calmly.


    In case of mutiny, the whole bridge east will be destroyed.


    Since ancient times, mutiny indicates a change of dynasty. Qiaodong has managed to eradicate the cancer. Feng Zhiyong doesn''t want to usher in a second meaningless battle.


    Huairou policy.


    In any case, stabilize the Conservatives first and decide the rest later.


    When the devil came, Qiaodong was devastated and took away countless familiar faces, but we can''t deny it. Qiaodong finally insisted.


    Even more, some ordinary people broke through their own limitations, awakened to success and became a professional in that desperate environment.


    This is also an unexpected harvest. Qiaodong can recover some vitality.


    Those who live become heroes, but those who die should also be remembered. Therefore, Feng Zhiyong established a hero temple in Qiaodong street by talking to his men, in order to cherish the memory of those soldiers who died bravely for Qiaodong!


    …………


    Xu Hongzhuang is crying.


    There was a corpse in front of her, covered with a white cloth. It was obvious that the other party was not an ordinary role.


    Zhou Xian''s body.


    In this battle, the main war faction was the strongest to fall.


    Xu Hongzhuang blamed herself. Obviously, she noticed some problems, but under the threat of Chen Feng, she didn''t say it in the end. If... She had been brave just now, the kind old man might not have died.


    Remorse is greater than sorrow.


    The age difference between Xu Hongzhuang and Zhou Xian is too big to be regarded as a lost friend. Their relationship is more like colleagues and comrades in arms.


    But Xu Hongzhuang still cried.


    She was blaming herself for her silence.


    Knowing clearly that Chen Feng had some plots of her own against Qiao Dong, she did not stop them in time. Instead, she became an accomplice and pushed Zhou Xian into hell step by step.


    She''s still too young.


    Between kindness and darkness, the girl with her own faith always tends to the former.


    She may not be afraid of bleeding, hard work, or even death. She regards the survivors in the east of the bridge and around as the direction of her efforts.


    She connived at Chen Feng and asked the kind old man to capture Hong Jiuling himself, but in the end, her heart was hollowed out and died miserably in the other party''s hands.


    She lost her way and didn''t know whether everything she insisted on was right.


    "Because you are too weak.


    When Xu Hongzhuang was sad and helpless, a burst of familiar male voices suddenly appeared on one side.


    It''s Chen Feng.


    It seems that he has been here for some time, but he didn''t come out until now.


    Xu Hongzhuang''s reaction was not big. She just raised her head. Her blank eyes were mixed with a trace of anger. It was the man in front of her that made her have a crack in her faith.


    "You killed Zhou Lao," Xu Hongzhuang whispered.


    "Hong Jiuling killed him. It has nothing to do with me."


    Xu Hongzhuang lost her mouth and was a little angry. Chen Feng looked as if nothing had happened. She stopped talking and tried to protest each other''s coldness with silence.


    Chen Feng smiled and said in a compassionate tone, "in the final analysis, you are too weak. Your so-called justice is very fragile in front of reality."


    "You think you can change everything with your strength, but you can''t save Zhou leisure who is in danger."


    "What can you take to escape my control? I can give you freedom orally, but you live in the shadow of the past. Unless your strength can completely crush me, everything you insist on is just extravagant hope."


    Xu Hongzhuang clenched her fist. She struggled in her eyes and didn''t know what she was thinking.


    Chen Feng''s eyes showed a red light, his voice was a little hoarse, and slowly said, "it''s because it''s too weak that you feel confused."


    "If you are stronger than Hong Jiuling, you have a chance to kill him as early as you found his secret."


    "If you are stronger than me, you can stop Zhou leisure from taking risks, so as to save the old man who is of great significance to Qiaodong."


    "But you are nothing. You have no foundation and strength. You are like a puppet. You are swayed by fate. All your struggles are futile."


    These words, like a blade, pierced into Xu Hongzhuang''s heart. Her face was a little pale. Chen Feng did not give her physical torture this time, but attacked her mentally, making her realize how useless she is now.


    Xu Hongzhuang raised her head, with some blood in her eyes. She looked at Chen Feng and said in a deep voice, "if I have power, can I say no?"


    Chen Feng''s expression was rather playful and said, "yes."


    "Hong Jiuling''s power has been destroyed, and the main war faction has also suffered a fatal blow. This is your best chance to seize power. If you only rely on you, maybe not, but you have me."


    "I will help you master Qiaodong!"


    "I want to tell you a secret. The so-called Hong Jiuling is just an appetizer. The world will become more dangerous in the future. Evil exists and looks at the home you want to protect."


    "Use your power to say no to the world. If you master Qiaodong, you will become the strongest king in this land."


    "Feng Zhiyong is old. Even though he was a hero in the past, now he has become a little indecisive. It is his patience step by step that almost brought Qiaodong to the point of no return. The city needs a new ruler, a powerful ruler, a ruler who dares to say no to all injustice and enemies."


    "Accept my invitation. Only by standing in the same position will our relationship be equal. I look forward to your transformation."


    Chen Feng''s figure disappeared at the corner, leaving only Xu Hongzhuang kneeling at a loss. After a while, she stood up slowly, and a long knife appeared in her hand. With a wave upward, her hair was cut in two, and the green silk fell slowly to the ground, which seemed to indicate something.


    Xu Hongzhuang cut off her favorite long hair, as if saying goodbye to herself in the past.


    She betrayed me.


    But there seems to be no betrayal.


    Xu Hongzhuang will regard Feng Zhiyong as her elder and teacher, but their beliefs are different. There is a vengeful devil in her bones.


    With the involvement of Feng Zhiyong and the Conservatives, the vengeful devil was sealed, but with the arrival of Chen Feng, those seals were broken bit by bit.


    today.


    The demon finally lifted the seal and regained control of his body.


    No one can wave a butcher''s knife wantonly in the east of the bridge.


    No one, no creature, no existence can show off in front of her.


    Her family died in the mouth of the monster, the east of the bridge was almost destroyed, and countless people lost their lives and relatives.


    These pains cannot continue.


    It''s time for revenge!


    Xu Hongzhuang left a tear. The truth is always lonely. She will prove with facts that all she has done is correct!