Chapter 43: Food Scramble (Revised)

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At this time, in a building in the distance, Da Gang, who was armed with a double axe, saw this battle, and his face had become very ugly.

Guo Wenlin, who was next to him, carried the thick-backed broadsword and said with the same remorse: "I didn't expect this person to be so strong, if he wants to kill us, I'm afraid the result will be worse than those three mutant monsters." ā€

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, he came to the door to trouble us first, Lao Tzu just can't swallow this breath, with the strength of our brothers, no matter which gang is eager to accept us, wait, even if you can't kill that perverted man, I will definitely kill those girls." Dagang said.

"Okay, those girls are so tight, I've never touched such a beautiful girl, when the time comes, we will have one each, I want that little one." Guo Wenlin said.

Not to mention these two people, after Ye Xing and the others left the territory of the sect boss, they walked to an unoccupied neighborhood, where no one cleaned up the zombies, and the number was still relatively large, the three of them deliberately took a small road to avoid the zombie group, but they still encountered a lot, and killed them all the way, so that the proficiency of the two tigers in the sword technique was greatly improved.

Erhu said with a comfortable face: "I have never killed these monsters so happily, I used to borrow the terrain to cut watermelons like killing, where is like now, rushing into the group of more than ten zombies to slash, it's really exciting." ā€

Ye Xing smiled and said: "Don't just kill happily, you have a good understanding of knife techniques, but your footwork is chaotic, no one should have taught you footwork, take a good look at my footwork, how much you can learn depends on your own understanding." Only with footwork can you exert stronger combat effectiveness. ā€

"Understood, just like the footwork that the eldest brother used when he fought with that white ghost just now." Erhu said.

"Well, footwork can turn things around in adversity, and you can't combine your hands and feet, so you're not a master." Ye Xing smiled.

Sun Rou suddenly said: "Ye Xing, if I want to worship you as a teacher, will you accept it?" ā€

Ye Xing was slightly surprised and said, "No." ā€

"Why, am I not qualified?" Sun Rou asked.

"No, I don't know where you come from, to teach martial arts, you must first understand a person's origin, what if you become my enemy in the future." Ye Xing said.

Sun Rou pointed at Erhu unconvinced and said, "Then why can he, he is also an aborigine." ā€

"Fate, I believe in him." Ye Xing said.

"It doesn't make sense, you just don't want to take me." Sun Rou shouted.

"Actually, it's okay to accept you, but after I know your details, your identity makes me have some scruples."

"Hmph, if you don't teach, you won't teach, what's there to be proud of." Sun Rou snorted and stopped talking.

When Ye Xing and the others walked towards the Divine Domain Company, in a medium-sized supermarket, a group of players and a group of aborigines clashed over food.

These players have begun to get acquainted with the world after two days of zombie world, and in order to survive, and do not want to join those gangs like the gangsters, this group of free players gathered together to defend the zombies and find food together.

They just happened to find this place, but they didn't expect that there would be more than 20 aborigines gathered here. One of the players' men who reached level 3 glanced at the natives and said, "We don't want to kill people, give us some food and water, and we'll go immediately." ā€

"Hmph, you professing players are not a good thing, yesterday we kindly took in three people who claimed to be players, and actually stole a lot of our food in the middle of the night, and killed two of our brothers who were guarding the food. Now that we don't settle accounts with you, we are already merciful, so get out of here. A middle-aged uncle said angrily.

The player looked at the others behind him, and saw that they were all taking out their weapons and preparing to grab them, he looked at these aborigines and sighed: "Then I can only be sorry, we have no food for tomorrow, in order to survive, we can only do it." ā€

He rushed up with an iron pipe in his hand, and the players rushed up one by one with kitchen knives, iron pipes and other metal weapons, most of these players were at level 2, and their average strength was higher than that of the aborigines.

However, one of the natives in this group was a strong martial artist, and he used a bronze stick to sweep the feet of two players with a long stick, causing the man to fall and eat, and then the two people mixed together and slashed.

Fortunately, most of these people use weapons such as iron pipes, and the lethality of kitchen knives is also limited, at least with the current strength of these players, it is not enough to kill people with one slash, unless someone is particularly unlucky and is hit by the vital point.

At this time, the level 3 man and the other two level 2 players teamed up to deal with the uncle who used the bronze stick, and the three of them just fought, the uncle's bronze stick waved out the stick shadow, and the long stick hit the back of the hands of the two level 2 players who stepped forward, knocking their weapons off. Then, in the astonishment of the two players, the long stick stabbed out in succession, striking them in the chest and front teeth.

The player who was hit in the front teeth immediately covered his mouth and tears of pain came out, and the player who hit the chest even took a few steps back, feeling that he couldn't breathe, and his chest must have been bruised.

The level 3 man was surprised by this person's strength and rushed forward, but he didn't attack, just used an iron rod to protect himself, and shouted at the same time: "This person is powerful, we entangle him, everyone else is just ordinary people, and our people have the advantage." ā€

The uncle also saw the situation, if everyone was beaten down and threatened with people, then no matter how powerful he was, he would be besieged and caught by these people, and at that time I didn't know what these people would do to them.

Knowing that it would not work if he didn't kill him, the uncle's moves suddenly became sharp, and even if the three of them defended with all their might, they would still be hit in the hands and feet sometimes, and the three of them grinned in pain.

After being beaten up in a desperate way, the level 3 man saw that the player had basically restrained these aborigines, and immediately shouted: "Stop, your people have been defeated, if you don't want us to kill, surrender immediately." ā€

"Uncle Feng, don't listen to them, these people are the same as the people of the Skull and Bones Society, they are not good things, if you put down your weapons, it is equivalent to suicide, don't worry about us, if you have the ability, you will kill us." A slightly chubby man roared.

After all, these players are just ordinary people, and there are not many who are really ruthless, and they see that these people have a sense of guilt in their hearts, after all, it is only the third day of the game, and it is impossible to make their hearts indifferent and ruthless so quickly.

Uncle Feng suddenly said, "You release the people, and half of the food will be distributed to you." Otherwise, I would have killed a few of you even if I tried my best. ā€

Seeing that they were willing to give food, these players were relieved, and a female player said: "Yang Chen, agree, if it is really killing people with food, what is the difference between us and those gang members." ā€

"Yes, Brother Chen, it's better to forget it."

Some kind-hearted players said it, and Yang Chen also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, we don't want to kill people, and we can't help it in order to survive, so we're offended." ā€

Seeing that these people were really willing to let go, although some aborigines were unhappy, it was better than death, so they stood up and retreated behind Uncle Feng with their wounds.