North America, City C, time, at four o'clock in the morning, on a dark street five or six kilometers away from the city center, a figure stumbled towards the north of the city.

"Poof!" There was a soft sound, and a bloody hole suddenly broke in the forehead of a zombie wandering the street, and a black and shiny spear protruded from the zombie's forehead.

The head of the gun retracted backwards, and the zombie "snapped!", and fell to the ground like a rag bag. Behind the zombie stood a middle-aged man with a pale face.

"How many are these?" Zhuo Fan shook his somewhat drowsy head helplessly, all the way to the north of the city, he didn't know how many zombies' heads he had pierced.

Zombies, only the brain is their weakness, and if the brain tissue is destroyed, the zombie will become a truly immobile corpse.

"Those four young people are really amazing, who are the masters of the ** people?" Zhuo Fan muttered, and then glanced around, and found that there didn't seem to be many zombies nearby.

Ye Feng and the others have been rolling in the West for three years, and before they have achieved martial arts, they have never really shown their faces in the ancient Chinese martial arts world, and even the well-informed thief King Zhuo Fan can't see their origins.

The unheard-of martial arts, the unseen combined attack formation, this shocked Zhuo Fan at the same time, he was also very jealous. In the recklessness, there are unknown heroes and heroes, and the other party still recognizes themselves, if they offend the people they can't afford to offend, the consequences are unimaginable!

The empty streets, with no light in the buildings on either side, are all in ruins, and what had been a bustling city a day ago has now become a dead city.

Zhuo Fan faintly felt uneasy, could it be ...... A terrible thought suddenly crossed his mind. Somewhat uneasily, he pulled out a test tube-shaped object from his body.

With a negligible light, Zhuo Fan stared closely at the test tube-shaped container in his hand, only to see that in this transparent container, a dark purple strange solution was flowing, which was easy to be a bit like mercury, and would not stick to the walls of the container, but the color was wrong.

"What the hell is this? It's worth five billion dollars?" Zhuo Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and no one knew what was hidden in his narrowed eyes.

"No matter, it's right to grab the things of the U.S. military, but it's a pity for the underground researchers. An imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Fan put away the test tube-shaped container in his hand again, and then lifted the devouring spear and strode along the street towards the north of the city.

Once in the north of the city, he had a way to get out of the dead city.

Zhuo Fan quickly walked to the corner of the street, and as soon as his figure turned the corner, he immediately slowly retreated back step by step.

Undisguised nervousness appeared on Zhuo Fan's face as white as a zombie. Turning the corner, the figure opposite Zhuo Fan shook, and four white shadows turned out from the corner.

The person who suddenly appeared and forced Zhuo Fan back was actually a young woman wearing a white robe with a light veil covering her face. Behind the woman were three old men in sackcloth, almost all in their sixties.

Strangely, these three old men did not have the slightest sign of old man.

"I didn't expect even the Holy See to come. Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed, but he secretly complained in his heart, in fact, when he and Ye Feng and the Shan family brothers exchanged last moves, he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, and now he is actually strong on the outside and strong in the middle, which is extremely bad.

The masked woman stopped her steps forward, and then a string of silver bell-like laughter sounded, and the masked woman stared at Zhuo Fan coldly and said, "Thief King Zhuo Fan, hand over the things!"

Zhuo Fan's heart moved, his eyes were cold, and he said, "What's it, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Hehe, in the world, only the King of Thieves can steal that thing from the M23 area!" said the masked woman with a smile.

Zhuo Fan's face changed, and a cold murderous aura suddenly surged out of his body, and he said coldly: "I don't have what you want on my body, if you don't get out of the way, I'm welcome." ”

"Hmph, presumptuous!"

An old man with low eyebrows suddenly walked out from behind the masked woman, stretched out his right hand hidden in his big sleeve, and slapped it towards Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan had already recognized the identities of these people, and he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this old man slapping his palm towards him. Although he didn't want to fight with the other party, but the other party didn't agree with each other, so he made a move, and Zhuo Fan didn't want to fight.

When this palm was slapped out, several golden mysterious runes flashed out of the old man's palm, and the cold air appeared, and a cold wind swept towards Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, although these ascetics in the Holy See all looked like thin monkeys, their kung fu was not weak at all.

Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth, handed the gun to his left hand, clenched his right fist, divided his feet, and pressed his fist against the cold wind brought up by the opponent's palm.

"Bang!"

The fists collided together in an instant, and the sound of a slight collision seemed to be that the fists and palms of the two really did not have any strength.

At the moment when the fists and palms intersected, Zhuo Fan's sleeves suddenly burst, and a cold light flew out of his right arm like a poisonous snake, rolling up towards the ascetic's right arm.

As long as the arm is swept up by this cold light, the right arm of the ascetic will be ground into minced flesh.

However, a strange thing happened, Zhuo Fan, who was secretly happy, suddenly flew out involuntarily, and when his body was still in mid-air, the whole person was frozen into ice in mid-air......

These few blows happened so quickly that Zhuo Fan used his sleeves to unexpectedly destroy an ascetic's arm, but was frozen into ice by the strange attacks of both sides.

Zhuo Fan was frozen instantly, and the cold light that suddenly rose from his arm naturally could no longer roll up the ascetic's arm.

Seeing that Zhuo Fan, who was frozen into ice, was about to smash to the ground, there was a loud "bang!", and the broken ice flew in all directions like raindrops, and Zhuo Fan got out of the ice in time.

Those ice cubes are full of strength, implying the sound of breaking through the air, and obviously contain not weak strength.

The ascetic monk was not in a hurry, and the other hand hidden in his sleeve also stretched out, and pressed it forward like this, and countless bursts of ice were frozen in an instant, suspended in the air, as if imprisoned by an unpredictable force, and the space seemed to be frozen.

Zhuo Fan fell to the ground, immediately turned around and fled, he glanced back, and when he saw the extremely strange scene, he couldn't help but gasp, that dare to stay any longer?