The fat lord looked at Ye Feng, Ye Feng stared at the fat lord, and in the eyes of the two of them, apart from calm, there was only tranquility left.

"And canned beef?" The Fat Lord continued.

Ye Feng still said: "No." ”

The fat lord smiled and said, "Then you two can stay, and let the people from your shelter bring food." ”

"Is this a forced detention?" Ye Feng smiled indifferently, as if he didn't feel the slightest surprise, and in his hand, the camouflage AK-49 instantly appeared, and he didn't give the fat lord room to discuss, and without hesitation, the trigger was pulled.

For a gluttonous person, human nature is only in food, presumably in the near future, this fat lord will treat his own kind as food, such a person, if he stays, will only become a scourge.

Bang~!

Bang~!

In front of the muzzle of the camouflage AK-49, the blue line of fire suddenly flashed, and the hot bullets that rotated at high speed seemed to have the power of tearing through the void and piercing everything, and quickly swept towards the fat lord.

And the fat lord, who seemed to have expected Ye Feng to react like this, raised his hand and waved, and an energy shield of dark technology appeared in front of him in an instant, blocking all the flying bullets.

At the same time, the fat lord also stood up impressively, and his huge body, which was like a small mountain, immediately formed a powerful body coercion in front of Ye Feng.

"Since you are the lord of Aoki District, I killed you, and I will be the lord of Aoki District in the future, hahaha." The Fat Lord swung his five-meter-long black heavy sword and laughed maniacally.

Seeing the second-order blue bullet that did not play any role in front of the energy defense cover, Ye Feng, who had shot out of a magazine of ammunition, simply switched to holding the Tang Dao alone, ready to fight it in close quarters.

For the energy defense cover, Ye Feng's inner sense of expectation is even better, the things produced by the dark technology are really high-quality, but after entering the game world for so long, he has only seen two NPCs use it, but he doesn't know the origin of the dark technology, this time when he goes back, he wants to ask the genius-

Ye Feng's combat power is 83 points, but the fat lord's combat power is 105 points, and there is a huge gap between the two of them in terms of combat effectiveness alone.

But Ye Feng did not retreat, because he firmly believed in his heart that the fat lord's body shape determined his attack method, and it could not be the kind of flexible and changeable, for the enemy with simple and rough movements, flexible movement was the real king. His blood mist offensive happens to be the nemesis of the Fat Lord Lord.

The fat lord didn't care about Ye Feng's blood mist offensive, he took the lead in making a move, and the black heavy sword slashed down violently, and the attack speed was so fast that it almost split Ye Feng in half directly from the top of his head.

And Ye Feng, who had dodged without danger, naturally outlined a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, and then his body moved, holding the Tang knife in his right hand, and launched his blood mist offensive.

"Do you know why I'm called Blood Mist?" Ye Feng slashed at the fat lord's right thigh, followed by another knife.

"So what?" The fat lord was still in the stunned that Ye Feng could easily avoid his sword, and he didn't come back to his senses, and suddenly felt the pain of a muscle being cut from his right thigh, which was a slight pain, but it just made the fat lord grin, and then replied to Ye Feng with contempt.

However, the fat man's words of contempt had not yet fully fallen, and in an instant, as if he had been electrocuted, he felt the skin on his back being cut by the sharp blade.

"Wasn't he just in front of him?" The Fat Lord was really surprised.

"The human body has one hundred and nine fatal weaknesses, and this is your third weakness." As Ye Feng spoke, the single-wielding Tang knife he was holding in his backhand had already landed on the back of the fat lord's neck.

What Ye Feng said began to make the fat lord feel a little flustered in his heart.

"Fourth, fifth." But where does Ye Feng care about the panic in the fat lord's heart, every time he attacks the fat lord's physical weakness, he will report a number at the same time.

"Nineteenth, twenty-ninth." The fat lord whose pain gradually spread all over his body was directly forced into a berserk state by Ye Feng.

He waved the black heavy sword in his hand indiscriminately, trying to hack Ye Feng to death, but unfortunately, what made him desperate was that Ye Feng seemed to be able to guess his attack method, and every time the black heavy sword fell, it would be easily avoided by it.

After avoiding it, the number of the Achilles' heel will sound coldly from Ye Feng's mouth again.

"It's the fifty-ninth." Ye Feng felt the strong wind of the black heavy sword behind him, and immediately bent down, and the black heavy sword suddenly slashed through his hair, cutting off several strands of hair.

"Sixtieth." The blade of the Tang knife landed on the fat lord's calf-

And when Ye Feng took out the camouflage AK-49 automatic rifle, Bai Ling'er naturally took out her weapon, the long-handled scythe, her weapon was very similar to the scythe in the hands of the god of death, except that the blade was longer, the arc was more curved, and it was sharper.

The scythe's blades flashed in front of the two NPC deacons one after another, and there were two strange blood marks on their necks.

The Adam's apple artery was sliced, blood splattered out like a fountain, and the two NPC deacons reached out their hands to hold their necks, and then fell backwards with trembling faces full of horror.

They never saw how the sickle in Bai Ling'er's hand came from.

Bai Ling'er, who easily eliminated the two NPC deacons, thought of the next move in her heart, and assisted Ye Feng in killing the fat lord who was so fat that she was disgusting.

But when she set her eyes on Ye Feng, who was fighting, her body trembled involuntarily.

Ye Feng, who was completely caught in the will to fight, could no longer describe his fighting state with madness, only the word ghost.

His body is like a ghost, his movements are extremely agile, he appeared on the left side of the fat lord for a while, and moved behind the fat man in the blink of an eye, and before he could see clearly, in front of the fat lord was still his figure.

Bai Ling'er couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, her eyes looked at the fat lord who had no backhand power, at this moment, she suddenly felt that the fat lord was so sad that she was actually abused and killed by Ye Feng.

"He's so fierce." It was also at this moment that Bai Ling'er discovered that she seemed to have begun to understand Ye Feng today, before she thought that Ye Feng's marksmanship was outstanding, but she didn't seriously think that his hand-to-hand combat ability would be so terrifying.

Yes, horror, can only be described by the word horror.

In front of her, Ye Feng didn't seem to be a person, but a real god of death, and any weapon in his hands would become a sharp weapon to kill the enemy.

"One last cut." As this voice fell, Ye Feng widened the distance between him and the fat lord, he returned to Bai Ling'er's side, and then stared at the fat lord with a fixed gaze on the top of the fat lord's head, which was only missing one-tenth of the blood bar.

"That's it?" Bai Ling'er has been paying close attention to the blood bar on the top of the fat man's head, every time Ye Feng slashes on his body, the blood bar on the top of the fat man's head will decrease a little, but in the end, the blood bar on the top of the fat man's head has not been missed!

"yes, it's over, so what?" Ye Feng slowly loosened his combat nervous system and said. In the real world, he can only maintain this combat nervous system for three minutes at most, but in the virtual world of "Apocalypse", with the continuous improvement of combat effectiveness, he unexpectedly found that the duration of the combat nervous system has increased.

The combat nervous system must have a tenacious heart, and must go through systematic long-term brutal training, which is used to force the trainer's already solidified muscle memory ability, so as to create a new set of unexpected body methods.

In the Qianlong Special Forces, except for Ye Feng, no one has developed a combat nervous system.

Of the three people present, Ye Feng was determined, Bai Ling'er was puzzled, and the fat lord was happy, he also stared at the blood bar above his head, and found that it had only decreased by less than one-tenth in the end, and he couldn't help but shout a little arrogantly: "Boy, even your little broken knife can kill me." ”

"Yes." Ye Feng hurriedly replied.

"Look for death." The fat lord could not hide his anger and raised the heavy greatsword, but only halfway through the movement, he faintly heard that many tissues in his body were bursting.

An indescribable uneasiness instantly swept over the fat lord's heart, and he put down his heavy greatsword and looked at the several cuts in his chest.

Tiny pillars of blood erupted from the rifts, and to the Fat Lord's astonishment, every lace in his body was the same.

The fat lord raised his head in shock, looked at Ye Feng with horror in his eyes, and asked, "What did you do to me?" ”

"It's just a few small incisions in the aorta in your body." For those who are about to die, Ye Feng will always let them die clearly.

"That's, blood mist, it could be blood mist." Bai Ling'er couldn't hold back the horror in her heart, her charming eyes widened, and she lost color.

In her field of vision, tiny columns of blood erupted from all over the fat lord's body, forming a thin layer of blood mist in the air.

And the fat lord who was shrouded in blood mist with a face full of fear, the blood bar on the top of his head suddenly began to fade rapidly, and his bloated huge body slowly shrank.

The heavy giant sword in his hand, which he couldn't hold anymore, clicked and fell to the ground.

Ye Feng turned his head, looked at Bai Ling'er, who had an egg stuffed with his small mouth, and asked, "Do you want to learn?" ”

Bai Ling'er came back to her senses in an instant, nodded quickly, and snorted.

PS: Thank you for the lonely and calm reward.