Rapid gasps, buzzing in my ears.

The lungs are like bellows, contracting and expanding violently.

Lu Changqing endured the pain and leaned his back against the wall.

At this time, at his feet, there was a pile of corpses lying horizontally.

It was the result of his battle, brilliant, but not without a price.

He had been stabbed three times on his left arm, and there was an oblique wound on his face that was oozing blood, and there were countless small wounds on his body.

Fortunately, none of them were injured.

At this time, no one dared to take the initiative to attack him.

Although everyone was red-eyed, they could feel that as long as people from Lu Changqing's direction came, they basically all lay down.

He's a hard stubble!

Picking up the slightly deformed steel bar, Lu Changqing looked fiercely at the people still standing in the underground square.

There were seven men left, all fighting each other, but as expected, three or four of them would be attribution at once, and if they were all destroyed, there would be nothing to say.

With no one to attack him, Lu Changqing seized the time to rest and recover his strength.

At the same time, he was also watching the fights of the others.

I have to say that once he got used to killing, Lu Changqing's brain began to be flexible again.

The man had a lame leg and could not move, and there were many people before, so he could still stand and deal with it.

But now that there are fewer people alive, the space is more spacious than before, and the flexibility is more demanding.

There was no big flaw in his opponent, and it seemed that the cripple would not survive.

As expected, dozens of seconds later, as a Miao knife pierced the cripple's body, his life came to an end.

The owner of the knife sat on the ground, carrying the knife, and did not relax his vigilance at all, but glared at Lu Changqing with the same viciousness.

Of course, their attention was also on the other two groups of people.

There is a group, in fact, that no longer needs to be seen.

Those two people had long since abandoned their weapons, entangled with each other, and attacked each other with their fists, heads, and teeth as weapons, and their tragic wounds and physical strength were consumed, even if someone won, they would not survive to the end.

As for the other group, it was the one that surprised Lu Changqing the most.

A young man covered in a black cloth is armed with a single-edged thick-backed mountain knife, and at his side is a one-legged man with a spear.

This is the boy who said sorry to himself in the corridor before.

At the same time, it was also the one-legged man who chose the weapon at the beginning and snatched his own mountain knife.

They are a father and son!

Unexpectedly, they would be able to hold out until the end.

However, Lu Changqing thought about it and felt that this was just a reasonable thing.

Although they have major flaws, they can't see and can't walk.

But in a small space, this is not an unacceptable flaw.

And as biological fathers and sons who are related by blood and have not been separated from each other, there is no doubt that they are teammates who can trust each other.

With your back to the wall and shoulder to shoulder, you avoid attacks from other directions to the greatest extent.

It is even said that when the enemy has only one person, it can instantly form two against one.

They are very combative!

But their opponents are not weak in combat at all.

The man who was once strong but slightly bent over his back straightened his back.

Honest Mune's face, after being stained red with blood, looked particularly hideous.

The machete in his hand waved forward regardless of it.

With just one person, the father and son couldn't resist it.

On the machete, there were several pieces of young man's flesh and blood.

For a time, danger abounded.

If this continues, both father and son will die!

Suddenly, the one-legged man threw away his spear and threw himself out.

Regardless of the appearance of disregard, it is like a tiger pounced.

He threw himself straight into the lower body of the strong man, grabbed the man's lower body directly with his hand, and squeezed it fiercely.

When honest men howl in pain.

"Son, cut him!"

The blindfolded boy turned his head sideways, and the single-edged mountain knife in his hand swung out heavily, deflecting three points upward, aiming at the opponent's neck.

He did it!

A great head, falling to the ground.

"Dad, come back to me."

"Is there no one, how many are left?"

"Dad, are you crawling here?"

"Dad?"

"Your dad is dead!"

Lu Changqing sighed and gave him the answer.

Just before the boy killed the enemy, the sturdy man, because his lower body was caught, subconsciously cut down the machete in his hand.

Even if the teenager is very fast and cuts off the other party's head.

But the inertia of the machete still fell heavily.

The father, who had only one leg left, was almost cut off at the waist.

The battle was terrible, but the father's death was not without results, and his son survived.

Although, it was only temporarily surviving.

Lu Changqing ignored the young man over there who was lost and fell into great sorrow, but looked solemnly at the other man who was still alive.

Although the man had many wounds on his body, he didn't actually have much of a limb defect.

At a cursory glance, he is in a similar state to himself.

And he, who was almost resting at this time, carried the slender Miao knife obliquely, step by step, from the corner to the middle of the square.

"A year ago, I injected a bottle of genetic medicine for the loss of my body, hoping to gain the ability to be as tireless and powerful as three generations of zombies."

"But I failed, the bereavement gene drug is the riskiest of the first-order gene drugs. As a consequence of the failure, I was paralyzed and could only regain my normal mobility for three to two hours a day. ”

"I couldn't stay at the original base anymore, and then I came to Black Flag."

The man looked up at the three men in the stands and grinned.

"But I didn't expect that the Black Flag Base said that it would treat everyone equally, but in fact, the world is as black as a crow!"

"Later, I figured out that it's not that they are black, but that people who have no use value, no matter where they are, they are the most despicable and useless garbage!"

"Thankfully, there was another opportunity today. If I kill both of you, then I can have another chance to inject the genetic potion. Whether or not I can activate my genes and gain extraordinary abilities, at least, it can repair my body. ”

The man retracted his gaze, glanced at Lu Changqing who was by the wall, and smiled coldly.

He walked straight towards the blindfolded boy.

"Kill this blind man first, and then I'll deal with you!"

......

"I've used genetic drugs and still failed?" Duan Liangzhi frowned, this kind of person, even if he used the potion again, the effect would be very average.

But as he said, he had been at another base before, and he thought he had some means.

In this way, the young man and the young man are afraid that they will be more than lucky.

"Ha, I know this guy, the Scarlet Thorn came from the other side, and when he entered our black flag, he was carried in by his friend. But occasionally I can see him walking around. asked his subordinates, it seemed to be called Buqiang. But later, as his friend died outside, he disappeared, and it turned out that he was arranged to be in the waste area. ”

It was the second person in the Black Flag base who spoke, the captain of the patrol team, Tu Jun.

Duan Liangzhi shook his head, this kind of person who has failed once is not worthy of using genetic medicine than a waste person.

Even if it was just a bottle of first-order potion that was insignificant to the Black Flag base, if he won, he really didn't want to give it to him!

Behind him, the burly man sitting in the chair said suddenly.

"Third child, don't think too much, he won't survive."

Duan Liangzhi was stunned.

......

Bu Qiang's heart was surging, and he had another chance to change his life against the sky, and he was right in front of him.

As long as you kill this blind man and kill that kid again, you can become a transcendent being!

Step by step, not giving Lu Changqing any chance to join forces with the blind boy.

The Miao knife in his hand dragged behind him, and the wind whistled.

With his physical strength after resting for a minute or two, he exploded, and it was definitely stronger than the young man who had just fought a big battle and was still in the pain of losing his father.

Moreover, this is nothing more than a blind man.

Without his father, who was his eye, he was just a lamb to be slaughtered!

Bu Qiang thought so, but the next moment, the missed Miao Dao made him stunned for a moment.

"Dodge?"

The blindfolded boy retreated behind the wall and tilted his head slightly.

Tears cut from under his black cloth, washing the blood from his face into streams.

Miao knife slashed again, and the young man hid again.

The Miao knife slashed again, and the young man suddenly reversed the single-edged mountain knife in his hand and blocked it.

"Can you see that?" Buqiang roared angrily, and his hands didn't stop moving.

But to everyone's surprise, no matter how fierce his attacks were, they were all blocked by the boy.

Even in the back, the teenager made a dangerous counterattack.

The more this is the case, the more angry Buqiang becomes, and the sharper the Miao knife cuts.

Suddenly, the boy stumbled, and he stepped on the corpse.

This is an opportunity!

Buqiang's eyes lit up, and he found a tricky angle and stabbed the knife.

The Miao knife is slender and can be used as a sword.

He had already thought about it, as soon as the sword pierced into the young man's body, as long as he pulled it horizontally, it would ......

"Ugh....... You ......"

Buqiang's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the dagger on his chest.

His knife was swept away by the boy, and the boy showed no signs of falling, but threw himself into his arms and plunged a dagger into his chest.

The dagger turns sideways, like stirring tofu.

The black cloth fell to the ground, and the boy pushed Buqiang away, his eyes closed and his head tilted.

He slowly turned his body, and finally faced Lu Changqing not far away.