Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 272 Responsibilities

When Lin Qiye heard Zhang Yun's words, the corners of his mouth curled up instantly, and a hint of silence flashed in his eyes.

He shook his head slightly, thinking to himself:

"If you are a good person, then there are no bad people in the world."

As the person who knows Zhang Yun best, Lin Qiye knows Zhang Yun's bloodthirsty and cruel nature.

He clearly remembered Zhang Yun's ruthlessness and cruelty in battle. He was merciless in every attack, as if he had a natural killing intent towards the enemy.

In Lin Qiye's eyes, Zhang Yun's "good guy" image is simply a huge irony.

"The word 'good guy' is the biggest joke in the world when it comes out of Zhang Yun's mouth."

Lin Qiye complained silently in his heart, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He sighed slightly, seeming a little speechless about Zhang Yun's self-awareness.

Of course, Lin Qiye was too lazy to argue with Zhang Yun.

He knew that arguing with Zhang Yun about such issues would only be a waste of time and would not produce any results.

He smiled slightly, with a hint of ridicule and helplessness in his eyes:

"Yes, yes, yes! You are right!"

He responded perfunctorily, with a hint of perfunctoriness in his tone, as if telling Zhang Yun that he didn't want to waste any more words on this issue.

As he spoke, Lin Qiye raised his legs and walked forward. His steps were brisk and powerful, as if every step was full of confidence and composure.

His figure stood out in the prison's activity area, and every step he took was firm and steady.

After a while, he arrived at the cafeteria door.

As soon as they stepped through the cafeteria door, they instantly became the focus of attention.

Everyone in the cafeteria stared at the two of them as if they were aliens who had suddenly broken in.

The previously noisy atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly ceased, replaced by a dead silence. Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Qiye and Zhang Yun, with a look of scrutiny and vigilance.

Most of the people in the cafeteria were wearing prison uniforms. They all looked fierce and ferocious, and were tall and strong.

Their muscles are strong, as if they can burst out with amazing power at any time.

Some prisoners have scars on their bodies, which are like medals of their past battles, making their appearance look even more ferocious.

There was a malicious glint in their eyes, as if they were sizing up the two new "guests".

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire cafeteria was extremely depressing.

There was a sense of tension and danger in the air, as if a conflict could break out at any time.

A terrifying pressure is generated invisibly, making people feel suffocated.

Of course, for Lin Qiye, he is a man who dares to face the gods directly, so this little show of power is nothing to him.

There was determination and calmness in his eyes, as if the prisoners' gazes were just trivial matters.

To him, this pressure was like a breeze blowing in his face, with no effect at all.

He walked to the food window calmly, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, as if all this was within his expectations.

His movements were unhurried, completely unaffected by his surroundings.

Lin Qiye glanced at the food window, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a surprised expression:

"Wow. The food in this prison cafeteria is really good."

There was a hint of teasing and surprise in his voice, as if he was surprised by the quality of the food here.

Originally, Lin Qiye thought that the food in prison must not be very good, just porridge, potatoes and cabbage.

The image of simple and monotonous meals had already appeared in his mind, and he was even a little worried that his days here would be difficult.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, as if he had already accepted this possible reality.

However, it turned out that he was wrong. When he actually saw the food in the food window, his eyes lit up instantly.

His eyes flashed with surprise and admiration, as if he had discovered a treasure.

The food in this prison not only has rice and vegetables, but is also very oily.

Braised pork, boiled fish and everything else.

The food window was filled with all kinds of tempting dishes. The braised pork was bright red, fat but not greasy, and exuded an alluring aroma.

The boiled fish fillets are fresh and tender, the soup is bright red and spicy; there are also various vegetables, which are fried until they are green and tender, which makes people's appetite increase just by looking at them.

Lin Qiye's mouth corners slightly raised, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes:

"It seems that during my time here, at least I won't be badly treated to food." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as if he was amused by his own wrong prediction.

Zhang Yun also came over, his eyes also attracted by the food.

His eyes sparkled with excitement, as if he couldn't wait to taste these delicacies.

He patted Lin Qiye's shoulder gently and whispered:

"It seems that life here won't be too difficult." There was a hint of ridicule and expectation in his voice, as if he was full of confidence in the future life.

Zhang Yun was the most active when eating. As soon as his eyes saw the tempting food, they immediately lit up.

It was obviously Lin Qiye who arrived at the food window first, but Zhang Yun was like a gust of wind, arriving first and quickly rushing to the window.

He picked up the largest dinner plate. Of course, it was not an ordinary dinner plate at all, but a huge steaming plate filled with white rice.

Lin Qiye looked at the "large dinner plate" in Zhang Yun's hand, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, with a hint of helplessness and ridicule in his eyes.

He gave a thumbs up, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:

"As expected of you!"

There was a hint of teasing in his voice, as if to say that Zhang Yun always had such an amazing appetite.

At this time, Zhang Yun couldn't wait to put the arranged dishes into his big plate.

His eyes were fixed on the braised pork and boiled fish, and his mouth was almost watering.

He raised his hand to hit the meat and vegetables, his movements swift and decisive.

This time!

moment!

Several strong figures walked over.

They were wearing prison uniforms, their muscles were bulging, and their eyes were filled with ferocity and ill intent.

He cursed in a rude and harsh voice:

"New kid! Do you know the rules? Can you eat these?"

There was an obvious provocation and threat in their voices, as if warning Zhang Yun not to cross the line.

These people stood directly in front of Zhang Yun, separating him from the food window.

One of them looked like the leader, with a sneer on his face and a tone of contempt:

"Boy! You just came here and don't you understand? This is what you eat!" As he spoke, he picked up a small bucket of porridge. The porridge did not look very fresh and the color was a little dark.

What's even more disgusting is that this person deliberately spat a mouthful of dark brown, thick phlegm into the porridge.

His movements were deliberately exaggerated, as if he was showing his "authority" to Zhang Yun.

The thick phlegm fell into the porridge with a "plop" sound. The people around couldn't help but frown, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell.

The younger brother next to him also spoke viciously, with a cruel excitement on his face, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of bullying the newcomer.

"That's right! Hurry up and eat the reward Brother Meng gave you! As a newcomer, you must know the rules!" His voice was sharp and harsh, full of provocation and malice.

As he spoke, he poked the bucket of porridge that was spitted on with the spoon in his hand, as if to emphasize that this was Zhang Yun's "reward".

He was shouting wildly beside him, with a morbid excitement flashing in his eyes, as if he was anticipating Zhang Yun's reaction.

His voice echoed in the cafeteria, drawing the attention of the other prisoners around him.

When the prisoners saw this scene, they also started to boo and laugh, as if they were watching a good show.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly became more depressing and tense. The prisoners all had a gloating look in their eyes, as if Zhang Yun's predicament was their entertainment.

Some of them whistled, some laughed loudly, and some even slammed the table, making a huge noise. The whole cafeteria was filled with this malicious noise.

When Lin Qiye saw this scene, a hint of strangeness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He frowned slightly and looked at the aggressive men with pity, as if feeling sad for their ignorance.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was thinking about what would happen next.

Lin Qiye quickly took a few steps back and quickly distanced himself from Zhang Yun, with a hint of caution in his eyes.

He stayed away from Zhang Yun, as if deliberately avoiding the storm that was about to break out.

But he knew that Zhang Yun’s favorite thing was eating!

In Zhang Yun's mind, eating is almost the first priority, and nothing can compare to it.

Whoever dares to disturb him while he is eating will be

The old man goes to the toilet and looks for shit.

Lin Qiye secretly complained in his heart, with a hint of mockery and ridicule in his eyes.

He knew Zhang Yun's temper very well, especially when he was eating, he would never allow anyone to disturb him.

While eating, Zhang Yun was as ferocious as a wild beast.

Lin Qiye recalled every moment he had spent with Zhang Yun in the past, and a flash of memory crossed his eyes.

He remembered Zhang Yun's concentration and seriousness when he was eating, as if the whole world did not exist and there was only the delicious food in front of him.

Once someone tries to disturb him, Zhang Yun's eyes will instantly become cold and dangerous.

Moreover, Zhang Yun’s strength is so terrifying. Didn’t you see that Cao Yuan couldn’t even withstand the aftermath of Zhang Yun’s battle?

The scene that Cao Yuan had once described emerged in Lin Qiye's mind. Zhang Yun's amazing explosive power and destructive power in battle made everyone afraid.

A trace of awe flashed in his eyes, knowing that Zhang Yun's strength was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Lin Qiye didn't want to be accidentally injured by Zhang Yun. There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and he turned slightly to the side, as if looking for a safer position.

He clearly remembered what Dr. Li had said. Zhang Yun had been in a coma for a year, but his physical condition had not deteriorated but had become even more terrifying.

During the year of coma, his body had been recast and forged countless times, becoming as strong as alloy steel.

One word - "hard"!

This word appeared in Lin Qiye's mind, and it was simply beyond words.

He knew that Zhang Yun's physical fitness had reached an incredible level, and those strong men who tried to provoke him were undoubtedly seeking their own death.

Next to Lin Qiye, a tall and serious-looking man walked over.

He walked steadily, and each step seemed particularly powerful, as if every step was in rhythm.

There was a hint of seriousness and concern in his eyes, and his slightly furrowed brows showed his worry about the situation.

He came to Lin Qiye's side, his tone filled with anxiety: "Little brother! Your friend is being bullied, don't you care?"

He paused, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and continued:

"These people are all Boss Han's men! You know, Boss Han is not someone you can mess with! 60% of the people in this prison are Boss Han's men."

There was a hint of warning in his voice, as if reminding Lin Qiye that the situation here was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Lin Qiye glanced at the people around him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This man exuded a military temperament, with an upright posture, a resolute face, and an aura of majesty without even being angry. Lin Qiye recognized him instantly.

He should be a night watchman who was imprisoned in the fasting center for unknown reasons. Perhaps an accident occurred while he was on duty, or he was framed, but Lin Qiye could feel the righteousness in him.

Lin Qiye's expression relaxed slightly, and there was a hint of indifference and confidence in his eyes.

He smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing and ease in his tone:

"Help him! No need! On the contrary, I'm afraid of getting hurt by mistake if I stay next to him!!!"

There was a hint of teasing in his voice, as if he was saying something very interesting.

There was a glimmer of trust in his eyes, as if suggesting that Zhang Yun's strength was far beyond these people's imagination and that he didn't need to help at all.

Wang Lu looked at Lin Qiye with a complicated expression, and a hint of hesitation and confusion flashed in his eyes.

He had seen these two young children walking into the cafeteria in hospital gowns, and he could tell at a glance that they were not prisoners.

There was a kind of purity and innocence on their faces that was out of tune with the surrounding environment, which made Wang Lu feel a little sympathetic.

He didn't want the two children to be bullied. After all, they seemed so vulnerable in this dangerous and violent environment.

So, he came over and tried to protect them in his own way.

However, when he heard Lin Qiye's confident answer, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I didn't expect this kid to be so confident.

Wang Lu frowned slightly, with a hint of curiosity and scrutiny in his eyes.

He couldn't help but feel a little curious and looked at Zhang Yun not far away.

He wanted to see how powerful the person was who was trusted so much by the kid next to him.

If that didn't work, he would be there to help, since he wasn't far away, so he could prevent the two children from being bullied by these criminal thugs.

Deep down in Wang Lu's heart, his military instinct prevented him from sitting idly by.

He adjusted his position slightly, putting himself in a position where he could observe and take action at any time.

A strong youth means a strong country!

He couldn't allow the sunny young man of Da Xia to be shrouded in the shadow of darkness.

Even if he is now just an imprisoned former night watchman.

so what.

This is his responsibility!!!

Protect the people of Daxia!!!

I will not stop until I die!!!

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