While shooting to hinder the outpouring of zombies, Han Feng felt the recovery of his mental power. He's been struggling with whether to let Silverwing go into battle now......

If Silver Wing appears on the stage and kills this zombie in front of him, it is estimated that it will be a matter of seconds.

But...... The location of the supply crate is on the second floor of the department store. And this building is a full five stories high!

There are countless zombies on the first floor alone, and the second floor and beyond...... I don't know what the situation is.

And also......

The other supply box is a kilometer away, and once the mental power is exhausted, it is unknown whether the Terminator and Magnetic Explosion Infantry alone will be able to hold on......

"Phew......" Han Feng took a deep breath and forcibly regained his composure. At the same time, he is also deciding on the best solution......

"Luna, how long have we been here?" Taking advantage of the change of magazine, Han Feng asked Luna in his mind.

"Report to Team Han, so far, we have stayed for a total of thirteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds."

"Dada-da-da!"

Listening to Luna's report, Han Feng pursed his lips...... It's as if the final "struggle" is being made.

I've been in the department store for nearly fifteen minutes...... Even if the previous special forces stayed for fifteen minutes, that added up to half an hour.

For so long, there was no movement on the "other side...... And although there was a lot of roaring in the department store, there were no third-level zombies and fourth-level zombies.

Is it a conspiracy? Is it a trajectory? Or are you thinking too much? ……

In the next second, Han Feng's eyes widened, and he shouted violently: "Mental power!" Open!! ”

In the end, Han Feng still decided to win the "One Blood" as quickly as possible!

"How! Howling!! "Ten Silver Wings came out! With a short, high-pitched whistling sound, it spun and headed towards the zombies!

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

The extremely sharp silver wings shuttled through the zombie crowd without the slightest sense of frustration!

Han Feng controlled the ten silver wings, keeping them flying at the height of the zombie's neck. After three seconds...... A large group of zombies in front of Han Feng suddenly separated "without warning".

"Oh my God! It's up to you!! Seeing that there was a clearing in front of him, Han Feng let out a low roar! Then turn on the speed superpower and head towards the department store......

"Whoosh!" As soon as he entered the department store, Han Feng rushed directly to the stairs.

Although the building was extremely dim, Han Feng still relied on the route obtained by radar scanning, and sneaked quickly and steadily.

In less than two seconds, Han Feng successfully ascended to the second floor. With him were ten silver wings around him.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, Han Feng suddenly paused in his rapid pace......

"Doom...... This...... This ......" Han Feng muttered in his mouth and subconsciously said, in front of him was a scene that he would never have imagined!

The entire second floor! It was empty!

Forehead...... No! It's empty!

"Whew...... Huh...... "Looking at the empty environment, Han Feng kept panting.

With a nervous mood, Han Feng kept scanning here......

Suddenly, Han Feng controlled ten silver wings to shuttle through it.

Behind the shelves, under the bar, behind the ceiling compartment, behind the load-bearing columns, behind the load-bearing walls, everything you can't see is where the "attack" of the Silver Wing is!

A few seconds later, the ten Silver Wings returned to Han Feng's side. And during this time...... Silverwing didn't kill a single zombie!

This illustrates...

… The entire second floor is really empty!!

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Han Feng turned his gaze and stared at the equally dark staircase passage leading to the third floor......

Quiet......

Except for the roar of the zombies downstairs and the firing of the Terminator ghost, there is no trace of "discord" anymore......

"Step on ...... Step ......"

Holding his breath, Han Feng raised his leg and slowly walked in the direction where the supply box was.

In this short period of more than 20 meters, Han Feng walked for two minutes! Walking through several shops, Han Feng came to a locked door...... Look at the three words posted on the door - Manager's Office.

The supply crate is inside...... And inside, it is the area that has been judged by the system to be "dangerous......

With his mouth shut, Han Feng didn't dare to relax his vigilance a little! Maybe...... Behind the door is a level 5 zombie, maybe it's okay!

Continuing to hold his breath, Han Feng listened to the voice behind the door with all his might......

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

After listening to it for a long time, all that came was the sound of Han Feng's heartbeat. Behind the door, it's surprisingly quiet!

"Silver Wing!" Han Feng whispered. At the critical moment, we have to let Silver Wing be the "first force"!

"Poof! Poo! Kiss! Ten silver wings rushed to the wooden door, almost unhindered.

Although Han Feng couldn't see the Silver Wing now, the perception of telekinesis was still there. Controlling Silver Wing, Han Feng made it "shuttle" around the room to his heart's content!

The room behind the door was already small, and ten "killing weapons" were constantly cutting. Such a dense style of play, let alone zombies...... Not even a shrimp can exist completely!

It took more than seven seconds until Han Feng felt a trace of lack of mental power before he stopped.

Standing outside the door, Han Feng took a deep breath...... Then he instantly raised his right leg and kicked it forward! At the same time, Han Feng turned on his superpowers again and rushed backwards!

"Bang !!" The wooden door shattered! Han Feng also withdrew from a safe distance of more than ten meters.

Lying on the ground, Han Feng stared at the room......

Quiet......

Three seconds later, Han Feng confirmed...... There was really nothing in the room.

"Heh~Grandma Zhente's instigation~" laughing at himself, Han Feng stood up from the ground, scratched the back of his head and walked towards the room.

Entering the room, Han Feng saw the mess all over the ground......

Mop handles broken into hundreds of pieces, mop buckets broken into hundreds of pieces, boxes of paper that rotted like confetti, and viscous liquids that emitted familiar smells all over the floor......

Asking this, Han Feng muttered in a low voice, "Shampoo? Shower gel? ”

In the next second, Han Feng reacted and exclaimed, "Bullshit Manager's Office!" Damn it...... This isn't a small warehouse! It's the cleaner's lounge! It's really a bluff!! ”

Han Feng, who was completely relieved, kicked away the garbage that was in the way.

Squatting down, Han Feng pulled out a silver suitcase from the garbage heap.

Looking at this suitcase, the smile on Han Feng's face gradually solidified......

"It seems that eighty percent is gold coins......" Pouting, Han Feng put his hand on the surface of the box and said softly: "Open." ”

"Ding~"

A crisp sound sounded, and the suitcase opened. Then, a symbol of money $ slowly rose into the air and gradually faded......

"Congratulations to Team Han for getting the gold coin supply box ~ getting 10,000 gold coins ~" When Han Feng looked at the sign in mid-air, Luna's voice of joy came.

"Oh...... Hehe...... It really solved my urgent need."

"What~" Han Feng got up and clapped his hands, laughing at himself......

Now I am worth 1.45 million! With this supply crate opportunity, why don't you give another Terminator......

"Let's go~ This trip is in vain~" muttering to himself, Han Feng raised his legs and walked out of the "manager's room", while thinking to himself what the other supply box would be?

Looking back at the empty second floor, Han Feng shook his head. When you have time, think about why this is happening.

"Dada! Da-da-da-da! ”

Coming to the staircase, the gunfire downstairs continued.

Walking downstairs, Han Feng's thoughts rose! Ten Silver Wings then attacked.

"How! Howl!! Shout! Woohoo! For a while, the entire department store floor was flashing with a dazzling cold light!

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit one. When Han Feng walked to the door with a cigarette in his mouth, ten silver wings had quietly followed him...... Behind him, there is an Asura hell. The remnants of the severed arms of zombies are everywhere, and the roar of "human voices" before has also returned to silence.

Standing at the door of the department store smoking like this, Han Feng began to think about what was next......

Now to find another supply crate? Or go home and call "brother"?

Now his mental strength is less than half of what he used to be, or even less. Although the Terminator Ghost was not damaged, the Gatling with powerful firepower was already a "cannon rack".

Magnetic explosion infantry? If he didn't have a level 5 zombie, he wouldn't be of much use...... If he can't beat and run, he will definitely become a "drag oil bottle" wearing heavy armor......

Go home and call someone? Bring more people next time?

Not really...... It's finally here, and next time I come back, maybe something strange will happen to this weird department store.

After thinking about it, Han Feng still decided to take the risk!

The worst-case scenario is to encounter a level 5 zombie, but with magnetic blast infantry present, it shouldn't be a problem.

The "second worst" situation is that the building a kilometer away is full of zombies. But the Terminator has a copper head and iron bones, and he is not afraid to encounter a fourth-level zombie! Add your own Silver Shuttle Silver Wing, turn on the speed superpower, grab the supply box and run! Never in love!

"Well, that's it!" After clearing his mind, Han Feng dropped his cigarette fart and stepped on it, and then walked towards the saber-toothed tiger armored car.

Walking on the road, Han Feng thought for a moment and said, "Luna, summon five snipers." ”

Anyway, the armored car can seat eight people, and now only three people are seated. Five positions are free, just enough for long-range support snipers.

If you want to "steal" the supply crate, remote support is essential! If there had been a sniper on your side half an hour ago...... Then it will be easier to deal with these special forces.

"Report to Team Han, it takes 12,500 gold coins to summon five snipers, please confirm."

"Confirm, summon."

"Okay Korean team."

After talking to Luna, Han Feng got into the armored car with a butt, and then waited quietly. By the way, I can recover some more mental power~

A few minutes later, when the last sniper sat in the armored car, Han Feng sat up and started the vehicle.

"Oh, I'm going? ~"Just now on the accelerator, Han Feng felt that something was wrong......

"! Hit me in the car!! It's really unqualified! ......" patted the steering wheel, and Han Feng cursed.

Originally...... The first shot fired by the previous special forces sniper hit the tires of the saber-toothed Tiger armored car......

According to their thoughts, they probably wanted to cut off Han Feng's back road......

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