"Roar" was almost a deafening roar, and Mo Yan's body was surging with flesh and blood, and he immediately recovered from the form of 'Black Watch' to his own form, and at the same time did not forget to throw away the assault rifle in his hand.

Putting the two grenades into the deep pockets designed on the left and right of his pants in case he needed them from time to time, Mo Yan's eyes widened and he glanced back, only to see that there were four fighters chasing after him behind him, which made Mo Yan feel very fortunate that the fighter evolution with the largest body and still a crimson skin color did not follow him to chase him.

This phenomenon is on the surface.,The biggest fighter,It's the boss of the four fighters chasing after him.,In many hot-blooded anime fight scenes,There is such a funny scene.,That is, no matter how powerful the boss is,He can't learn what is called a 'group fight' policy.,Always send a group of younger brothers to charge into battle first.,Let the protagonist get cannon fodder experience points.,Upgrade to a level that is enough to resist him.,He will get up from his 'throne'.。

Many hot-blooded anime stories tell everyone that 'no matter how weak the protagonist is, the bosses must first learn what is called the group fight policy' or wait to be knocked out by the protagonist.

The speed of the four fighters chasing is getting faster and faster, more and more rapid, even Mo Yan, who has entered the state of sprinting, is faintly falling into the upper hand, in the system's attribute panel bar for the enemy, Mo Yan found that the strength attribute of the fighter at the front is not strong, but it is the agility attribute, which is 2 points stronger than the other three fighters, which is why it will run far behind the three 'companions' to run at the front.

"This fighter is wise!?" Mo Yan was sure that he saw a strong greed in the bright yellow eyes of the fighter who was chasing after him at the front, and as for why he had such a feeling, Mo Yan just thought about it for a while and understood.

No matter what era, the hierarchy is always there, just like the difference between the rich and the poor, just like the mutant fighters in the black light virus, they only know how to slaughter by instinct, and they also have a hierarchy, just like the evolution of the fighter just now.

This fighter with the highest agility value, who spares no effort to chase after him, seems to hope to evolve himself to that level by devouring Mo Yan, so that it no longer needs to be a 'cannon fodder', he can also call a group of fighters to work for himself, even the 'beasts' who only know how to crawl on all fours know how to make themselves stronger, so no matter which dynasty, 'greed' is always the greatest original sin of human beings.

Dense blood-red tendons overflowed from his body, covering his two arms, and one by one the crimson bone spurs like burning lava extended from Mo Yan's arms to his wrists, gushing out frantically, and in less than a moment, the two arms turned into five sharp claws glowing with cold.

"Often there are times when ...... Wisdom can also capsize a person, especially for those of you who are still in the stage of enlightenment. "Whispering, to be honest, if the wisdom and calculation ability of each of these four fighters chasing after him are no less than Chu Xuan, a freak, Mo Yan is sure that he can already kneel down and sing 'conquer'.

Looking at the group of fighters behind him who were 1 level lower than himself, Mo Yan smiled easily, at this moment, the fighters who were running in front of him on all fours had come to a distance of less than five meters away from Mo Yan, and if he ran further, it was a steel wall, and he saw that the fighter was like a stimulant, and suddenly jumped up, swooping towards Mo Yan at a terrifying speed, and his sharp and cold claws were wide open left and right, it seemed that he wanted to use one. Left and right pinch', dividing Mo Yan into two halves from the left and right.

"Sure enough...... Even if it awakens its wisdom, it is still a single-celled organism at heart. The corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of arc, and when the claws were about to touch himself and divide himself into several pieces of meat, Mo Yan jumped forward suddenly, stepping on the steel wall in front of him with his legs, and after running two or three steps in a row, an elegant backflip dodged the attacking claws.

The fighter thought that the attack that was sure to win would actually come back in vain, and he couldn't help but be stunned in place for about a second, but this less than a second was enough for Mo Yan, because after landing on the ground, he had already come behind the fighter.

stepped forward and grabbed the fighter's fat left arm with his left hand, and the claw of his right hand gently slashed from the bottom up, and in the fighter's angry roar, he easily gave his left arm down, and at the same time, the fighter turned his thick body under the instinctive reaction driven by the severe pain, and used the remaining right hand to fight back behind him.

With the wave of the claw of his right hand, the fighter didn't even react to what was happening, he felt that his huge body was unstable for a while, and he fell forward, and it turned out that Mo Yan had already cut off its legs at the moment of squatting.

A pair of sharp claws formed a grasping shape, tightly hugging the fighter's only remaining right paw, Mo Yan stood on the ground with his right foot and stepped on the opponent's chest with his left foot. The sound of 'bang-la-la-la' actually used brute force to tear the fighter's right claw from the shoulder, and then Mo Yan jumped up high when the fighter fell to the ground on his back, and smashed into the opponent's skull with the claw that he had just torn off with the claw he was holding tightly in his hand, and at the same time, five or six pieces of flesh and blood around his body poured out in strips, frantically squeezing into the opponent's flesh and blood, decomposing and absorbing.

This is the world of "Torture and Killing Prototype 2", but it is also a real world, so there will never be a statement that zài has HP, that is, as long as Mo Yan can use the claws in his hand to cut the fighter's head in half with one blow, then it will definitely determine death, and to the setting in the game that cannot be absorbed without anemia, there is absolutely no zài here.

Killing a fighter, Mo Yan used up less than five seconds, and the three fighters who were still chasing him behind him, the nearest one was about ten meters away from him, seeing this, Mo Yan grabbed the nearest zombie next to him who was still jumping around, and the head that didn't have half of the head didn't have any psychological pressure on Mo Yan, so he directly inserted his right hand into the other party's stomach and began to make a biochemical bomb.

The dark red lines like a gap made up for the zombie skin around Mo Yan's hands, and looked at the fighter who had come to him six meters away, Mo Yan threw it directly without hesitation, only to see that the zombie corpse that was made into a biochemical bomb by Mo Yan actually directly decomposed into several blood-red tendons like chains when it came into contact with the fighter, wrapping the other party.

The blood bar that quickly stretched out in all directions, four zombies and a basin-sized rock were glued, as if squeezing, and rushed towards the fighter's body, only to hear a crisp sound of 'pop', like a blooming flesh flower, blood plasma and scattered pieces of flesh splattered in all directions.

To Mo Yan's surprise, the fighter who was hit by his own biochemical bomb was actually not dead! , just shook in place, it seems that the blow just now was very uncomfortable for it, Mo Yan naturally would not give the other party a chance to wake up, rushed up and turned around to accumulate strength, and cut off the opponent's head with a light claw...... The second fighter dies, leaving only two fighters and one fighter evolved.