It stood up again.

The strength of the xenomorph was beyond Fang Mo's expectations.

He really didn't expect this thing to be able to stand up.

Worst!

Forgot!

But the next moment, Fang Mo muttered in his heart as if he had reacted.

At the beginning, it was clear what was written in the notebook.

Monsters and zombies are the same, only by taking out their gel, they will lose their ability to fight, otherwise, they will still live tenaciously, and then even more wonderful changes will occur.

But just now, he really lost his mind and just wanted to smash this thing to pieces.

Or rather.

He was too confident.

As the Destruction Behemoth and other monsters fell in front of him one after another, he became arrogant, feeling that there was nothing he could not solve with a single punch.

It is precisely because of this idea that this xenomorph continues to survive.

It stood up.

Moved the body.

Fang Mo could clearly see that on its body, black tentacles with some crimson colors were running out of its wounds.

These things, are repairing its wounds!

Almost instantly, Fang Mo judged it, and he looked at Ye Chengcheng in the distance again through the smoke and dust on the ground.

The other party raised his head arrogantly and pouted his lips with disdain.

Angry!

Definitely!

Fang Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, he knew why Ye Tingcheng was angry, because she had said at the beginning that even a small zombie could not have even the slightest carelessness, but he didn't do it, and now he was very careless.

After three punches, a wound did come out, but the monster was still standing.

This illustrates.

He actually failed.

Ordinary people, if they encountered such a scene, I am afraid that they would not know how many times they had died, that is, he was still stronger, so he was not directly killed by him.

Of course, it was also because of Ye Tingcheng's untraceable reminder.

Thinking of this, his face was full of seriousness, staring at the xenos in the distance, and the red in his eyes retreated slightly.

The next moment.

He didn't wait for the xenomorph to be completely repaired, so he chose to shoot directly.

But.

This time he seemed to have miscalculated.

When his attack arrived, the xenomorph seemed to have reacted, and under his incredulous gaze, he twisted his body slightly to dodge.

Then, the terrifying face turned to him.

This.

It's a very strange thing.

It's not much like a human, but its feet and hands are full of razor-sharp claws.

As for the cheeks?

The most terrifying thing is this cheek.

Above the cheeks of the xenomorph, there was only a hideous mouth, and there were blood stains dripping from it, and above the big mouth, on the original forehead, were extremely strange eyeballs.

On it, it keeps turning.

And above its head, it is like a pig's nose, constantly stirring.

mouth, occupies a huge face.

Then there's the eyes.

The nose, on the other hand, is relocated to the top of the head.

This is the true face of the xenomorph, it looks very infiltrating, and there is an extremely strange and terrifying atmosphere, which is constantly emanating from its body.

As if he wanted to use this aura to scare Fang Mo.

But.

Fang Mo was not someone who could be easily frightened, and the next moment, he turned around in even more disbelief and slammed a punch on its waist.

"Whew!"

The xenomorph let out a scream.

It was also the only time it screamed, and it seemed that this time it really made it feel pain.

Fang Mo was unforgiving, walked up quickly, kicked it into the air, and rushed forward again with great indignation on his face.

The moment he went up, he subconsciously glanced at Ye Tingcheng's expression.

Not sure why.

The moment he learned that Wei Guangde had died, he became more and more concerned about everything about Ye Qingcheng, even if it was just the slightest expression, he wanted to remember it.

He really understands the cruelty of the last days.

Maybe in the next moment, he will be the one who will die.

The strength of this xenomorph was completely beyond his expectations, especially its defense, even if he hit the same position with three punches, it would only give it a wound.

It's horrible.

Fang Moke is a man who is about to stand on the top of the world, but in the face of this alien species, he is like an ordinary person facing a zombie.

Though.

His speed is very fast, dozens or even hundreds of times faster than ordinary people, and his strength is even greater than I don't know how many times, but he just feels like this, just like ...... When I first learned that in my closet, there were several zombies with the same emotions.

Very scared.

But it also made him feel that there was an extremely strange blood brewing in his chest.

"Is it the instinct to fight?" He muttered under his breath, but the next moment he nearly fell from the sky, and if he hadn't borrowed a little force, he might have caused the xenomorph to fall back to the ground.

Because.

He saw Ye Tingcheng's expression, and there was a change.

To put it simply, she was still arrogant, but at this time, there was a touch of worry in her eyes.

This made his heart panic, and then he frantically attacked the xenomorph.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A punch is faster than a punch, and a punch is heavier than a punch.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour, maybe just less than a minute.

The body of the xenomorph was shattered by him.

A crimson gel fell out of it, and many tentacles quickly appeared on it, as if trying to reglue the almost broken body.

But.

Can Fang Mo let it do it?

No!

It just beckoned, grabbed it with a light grab, and grabbed it in its hand.

Sensing its restlessness, he didn't conquer it now, but found a bag, placed it in it, wrapped it in a cloth again, and put it in his carry-on bag.

Until this moment.

The anger in his chest was expressed.

Then, he walked in front of Xie Mingyuan, whose tears had dried up, and there was even a trace of blood on his face: "The festival mourns and changes, the terrible end of the world is beyond your imagination, I am sorry for this scene, but we must go on the road as soon as possible, otherwise, you and I may have to die." ”

Ye Qingcheng's expression just now gave him a very bad premonition.

"Why, you didn't make a timely move just now?"

Xie Mingyuan raised his head and stared at Fang Mo angrily: "When she was attacked, you came over, is this still useful?!" Yes! ”

He roared!

Fang Mo shook his head and didn't explain.

Perhaps, he could blow Xie Mingyuan's head with one punch now, but he wouldn't choose to do so.

In the end, he is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

Moreover, the other party's feelings infected him, and it is normal to have this kind of excited performance.

If you think about it, he may be even more hysterical than the other party.

"Boss, can you save her? I know you're amazing and can definitely help her, right? That's right, the kind of magic medicine from last time ......" Xie Mingyuan knew that anger couldn't solve the problem, so he vented, and then raised his head with renewed hope.

But.

He saw Fang Mo shake his head slightly.