31 A fighter has six times the protein of an ordinary person

The sunset gradually disappeared into the horizon, which also announced that the arrival of night in the United States was only ...... A figure was speeding between the high-rise buildings, like walking on the ground, and the thick glass inlaid with the room was guessed to make a strange 'pop' sound, only to see Mo Yanzheng holding the glass with his right hand, his feet were like suction cups, firmly fixed on the glass, allowing him to run sideways on the wall in a strange posture.

Blood-red flesh strands grew wildly from Mo Yan's calves, firmly rooted on the glass surface like seedlings. "Cool!" shouted excitedly, Mo Yan jumped, jumped to the roof of a bungalow, jumped onto the chimney with a difficult front flip, and gradually darkened the night, which became Mo Yan's best protective color.

"Two of them, it's very difficult to do, and there are black watchmen patrolling nearby, tsk!" At the top of a tall building, Mo Yan stepped out on the guardrail with one foot, supported his cheek with his right hand, and looked at the two fighters who were raging on the ground below, and the black watchmen around him were using the HK416 assault rifles in their hands to continuously fire deadly bullets and bullets at them.

Even a powerful mutant in the black light virus like the Fighter, under the rain of bullets and bullets with nowhere to hide, could only let out a terrifying scream, and the huge body slowly fell, and the sores left by the countless bullet holes on the body were constantly flowing crimson blood.

You can almost see the skull of the internal tissues of the brain, the habit of crawling on all fours like a canine creature, the swift speed and terrifying bouncing power, especially the pair of shining claws with cold light, as long as they slap on people, they are all shattered into several pieces like tofu, and the rocks of the building are even more lightly shattered.

"Tsk...... It's not easy to do. Frowning and shaking his head, Mo Yan turned on the number of fighters given by the system.

Name: Fighter (Black Light Virus Variant)

Level: 2

Strength: 6

体lì:8

Dexterity: 11

Special Abilities: None

Well, in addition to the strength slightly weaker than Mo Yan's 1 point, the other two attributes, body lì 3 points higher than him, agility 1 point higher than him, typical attributes that complement each other's strengths, under the blessing of Brother A's flesh and blood before parting, Mo Yan's strength, body, agility, three attribute values are 7, 5, 10, 6 points of regeneration ability, and 2 skill points obtained, Mo Yan added them to the two attributes of camouflage and biochemical bombs respectively.

In this task obtained by the claws, Mo Yan knew that the BT skill of biochemical bomb may be the only weapon that can win the fighter, although Brother A gave him a bunker BUFF that can be resurrected in situ with full blood, but this ability with only a one-time effect, of course, Mo Yan cherishes it tightly, and maybe it will be used in the future, but ...... Mo Yan dared to say that this future will definitely not be now!

"Looks like we need to find a fighter who can act alone." The current Black Watch Force is not something that Mo Yan can compete with, and the fighter, once he encounters two besieging him at the same time, then what awaits Mo Yan will be the resurrection of the buff after death, so ...... Now he must find a soft persimmon that acts alone to pinch.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan jumped directly from the top of the hundred-meter-high building.

'Boom' loud sound, Mo Yan only felt the muscles in his calves contract for a moment, Brother A taught him how to jump safely from a high place, only need to gather the black light virus in his body partly at the bottom of his feet, so that theoretically, as long as Mo Yan lands with his feet on the ground, it is safe.

Looking at the black watchman who disappeared around the corner, and the figure that walked back because of the movement caused by himself, Mo Yan immediately got up and ran in the opposite direction, driven by a gust of wind, countless small objects fluttered one after another, and a side flip over the dilapidated car in front of him.

The excitement in Mo Yan's heart almost made him want to look up to the sky and roar, he couldn't imagine that he had always thought that he could only see the action on TV, he would be able to do it one day, in the excitement, Mo Yan once again increased the speed of running with his feet, and the next moment countless blood-red flesh strands burst out of the calf belly like an explosion.

Mo Yan, whose speed increased again, was like a gust of wind at this time, running madly on the dilapidated streets, and finally ...... He saw his target, in the middle of the wide park in the center of the city, a fighter seemed tired, resting his head on his folded hands like a dog, lying in the grass to rest, but his nose twitched from time to time, as if it was really asleep.

The vigilance of the fighter is very high, and when it loses its eyesight, its other senses can be said to be several times that of humans, which is why in the game, when they are released, they will always chase the protagonist to attack, because the black light virus in the protagonist's body is like a beacon in the dark night for them, even if they endure the attack of the grenade, they must chase the protagonist's attack, which is more sticky than kraft candy.

"Looks like I'm going to have to find some weapons." With a snort, Mo Yan's eyes lit up, and he looked at a black watchman who was walking out of another exit from the park, with an all-black combat uniform and blue eyes shining with blue light, holding a HK416 assault rifle.

Stepping on the dirt with his legs silently, Mo Yan quietly approached a meter behind the other party, but he didn't even notice it, seeing this, a sly smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, and then ...... Picked up a brick from the corner of the street and held it high and smashed it into the head, and the terrifying force made the black watch soldier not even have a chance to snort in pain, and the person fainted gorgeously.

"Devour." Unexpectedly, his blood could be obtained so lightly, Mo Yan hurriedly used the devouring skill, and the blood-red flesh that grew in his body instantly wrapped the black watch soldier who fainted on the ground and separated the flesh and blood, and entered Mo Yan's body.

Turning into the appearance of a black watchman soldier, Mo Yan tightened the HK416 assault rifle in his hand and decided to use his current equipment to fight the fighters.

"Wait!" Just when Mo Yan was about to set out, he thought of a very strict question, he didn't seem to know how to use a gun! Maybe it's because the devouring skill is still in its infancy, and he can't get the memory of the devouring person, which also leads to Mo Yan having the appearance of a black watchman, but he can't skillfully use the firearm in his hand, just when Mo Yan wanted to scold and foul mouth, the system's prompt also appeared in time to solve his current predicament.

"The host Mo Yan obtains the firearm, opens the auxiliary skill 'Hot Weapon Mastery' primary, and obtains the way to use the hot weapon."

Hot Weapon Mastery: Beginner, when using a qiē hot weapon weapon, attack damage is increased by 10%.

As soon as the system's prompt ended, the use of the HK416 assault rifle was like cramming teaching, and a stream of brain was poured into Mo Yan's brain, and the sequelae of imposing memory was to make Mo Yan feel as if his whole brain was about to explode.

After the memory indoctrination was over, Mo Yan calmly took the grenade hanging on his chest in his hand, and suddenly the way to use the grenade was also imposed into his mind, and he couldn't forget it, but fortunately, the use of the grenade was very simple.

Mo Yan knows that once he picks up the unused hot weapon, the system will forcibly pour the use of that hot weapon into his mind, the advantage of this is that he doesn't have to worry about instilling too many memories at one time, and the split personality is crazy, if the system instills all the use of hot weapons in Mo Yan's brain at one time, it won't take three seconds for Mo Yan to probably be schizophrenic.

Taking out a grenade hanging on his chest, Mo Yan pulled the ring and threw it at the fighter, now the time is urgent, he must defeat the fighter to absorb its flesh and blood when the zombies and Black Watch around him have not completely surrounded this place, otherwise once he is besieged, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The explosion was followed by a roar of rage, and a terrifying creature with crimson muscles and claws glowing with cold light rushed out of the dense fog of the explosion.

Hearing the explosion followed by the roar, Mo Yan felt a burst of joy in his heart, and couldn't help but think of a joke he had seen in the past, which asked like this, 'May I ask if jumping from the second floor and jumping from the sixth floor, is there any difference between these two acts of death?' ’。

At that time, when he got the answer, Mo Yan only felt speechless in his heart, and the answer was, 'Jumping from the second floor is ** in front and screaming in the back, and from the sixth floor, the screaming is in front and ** in the back'.

At this time, the situation made Mo Yan want to laugh, but looking at the terrifying red giant that came quickly, Mo Yan also raised the assault rifle in his hand to meet it.

Your claws, I take them!