"Don't, don't come out, they'll kill you. ranw?enｗ?ｗ?ｗ?．?” Just as Zhang Zihao was about to stand up, Liu Ying suddenly broke free from the black cloth that blocked her mouth, and she shouted loudly.

"Gagged her for me." The killer holding the megaphone said dissatisfiedly to the killers who controlled Liu Ying behind him.

"Zihao, I love you. Don't do anything stupid. If they kill you, they won't let me go. Taking advantage of the moment when she was gagged again, Liu Ying screamed.

Bastard, the killer who was about to block Liu Ying's mouth was annoyed when he saw Liu Ying so uncooperative, and he slapped Liu Ying in the face fiercely.

"Stop." Seeing Liu Ying being beaten with blood, Zhang Zihao finally couldn't stay still, and he revealed his figure from the dense forest.

As soon as he moved, a group of killers who were closely monitoring the movements around him suddenly noticed it, and the next moment, a group of killers pointed their guns in the direction where Zhang Zihao was. However, Zhang Zihao's performance in the jungle was too good, and in order to stabilize him, the killers did not attack him. Of course, the distance of thousands of meters between Zhang Zihao and them is also one of the reasons why they cast a mouse trap.

"Very good, Mr. Zhang Zihao, you have made the right choice." Seeing Zhang Zihao revealing his figure, the eyes of the killer who shouted instantly lit up. He nodded at the killers. After signaling them to outflank Zhang Zihao, he continued.

In these seven days of jungle confrontation, the killers can be said to have suffered enough from Zhang Zihao. It's because Zhang Zihao is elusive, so he doesn't compete with them head-on at all. So that they have great power, but they cannot use it. Now, this is an opportunity, as long as he seizes it, Zhang Zihao will become a turtle in the urn.

However, accidents always happen inadvertently.

Just when the killers were looking forward to the success of the encirclement of Zhang Zihao, Liu Ying, a thin girl, suddenly broke free from the shackles of the strong killer. Touched the grenade around his waist.

"Don't." Zhang Zihao, who had already focused all his attention on this side, roared angrily. However, something happened that made Zhang Zihao sad and indignant. In order to avoid Zhang Zihao being affected, Liu Ying quickly pulled up the buckle.

"Ahh Look at the snow mist that is blowing up. and the petite figure that disappeared in the blood mist. Zhang Zihao raised his head to the sky and roared, like a mad lion, rushing out of the jungle.

"Attack." Although they were a little surprised by Liu Ying's strength as a weak woman, her good psychological quality made the killers quickly focus on Zhang Zihao. With a command, the muzzles of everyone's guns burst into a scorching fire.

"100 million is here." The moment the killers pulled the trigger, that wonderful picture came to mind. However, when they returned to reality again, they found that their bullets could not touch Zhang Zihao's figure at all. Fast, it's too fast. At this time, Zhang Zihao almost turned into an afterimage. Their attacks all fell on him.

It exploded, and Zhang Zihao felt that his chest was about to explode. There is no way to vent the anger that is full of anger. He swore that he would tear the killers on the other side to shreds.

A thousand meters away, is it far? Of course, the average world-class athlete wants to run this distance on a sports track in 2:11.96, let alone in a bushy jungle. However, Zhang Zihao only took a few dozen seconds to complete the whole race, which also included the time he had to dodge the ricocheting bullet.

Kill, when the first killer met Zhang Zihao, he didn't have time to react at all, and he was directly torn apart by Zhang Zihao. The dripping blood poured all over his body, but Zhang Zihao rushed to the next killer without realizing it.

It was a bloody slaughter. Zhang Zihao, who has been completely burned by anger, is like a roaring sports car, as long as it is a killer in front of him, it is death if it touches it, and it is death if it knocks it. It's nothing short of a massacre. Rao is a group of killers with excellent psychological quality, and he is used to seeing life and death. At this time, I was completely frightened by such a bloody scene.

Yes, as killers, they are not afraid of death. However, in the face of such a bloody killing, which had no power to fight back at all, they would also be terrified.

The killers want to evacuate. However, it could not be withdrawn at all. Zhang Zihao's speed is too fast. It is impossible for them to escape Zhang Zihao's pursuit at all. As for the killers who are close to the car. They fled into the car, trying to escape with the speed of the car. However, they die faster. Under Zhang Zihao's outburst, the multi-ton car is almost like a toy. Grab and throw it casually. It's much more time-saving and labor-saving than killing them one by one.

The killers finally collapsed, and some of them, under the threat of death, even pulled the grenade on their waists. However, a puff of blood mist, although it brought some damage to Zhang Zihao, unfortunately, it was completely unable to stop his killing.

As the minutes ticked by, there were fewer and fewer surviving killers.

When the last killer frantically pulled the grenade on his waist, the whole furious scene was completely quiet.

Stand silently in the blood-soaked wilderness, looking at the body stumps scattered throughout the wilderness. Zhang Zihao, who was already drenched in blood, finally slowly began to regain consciousness. His eyes turned red, and he began to cry.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place. Liu Ying is his first love. The best first love. Just today, forever left him. What made him even more unacceptable was that Liu Ying's death was because of his involvement. That tragic image still reverberates in his mind.

A few minutes later, Zhang Zihao, whose voice was already hoarse, finally felt tired. He slowly closed his eyes. The next moment, he was like a rotten log. Straight down in the bloodied wilderness.

The confrontation with the killers was only a short ten minutes, however, it was in this short ten minutes that all his potential was overdrawn. At this time, after calming down, some negative things in the body finally broke out. He couldn't support it at all and passed out.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man with a thin figure but a resolute look on his face carried a sniper rifle, bent over his waist, and cautiously approached the place through the clumps of bushes. When the strong smell of blood wafted into his nose, a melancholy appeared on his face. The pace under his feet unconsciously began to accelerate.

In a few moments, he was in this bloody wasteland. Found a terrifying scene of scattered flesh and blood and severed limbs everywhere in the wasteland. Feeling the silence around him, his face finally changed drastically, and he threw down the steel gun in his hand and rushed in like crazy.