Chapter 50 The Tiger Enters the Flock, Horizontal and Vertical
"No, don't kill her!"
Bei Feng hurriedly waved his hand, and said with some reluctance: "Except for that incident, she is pretty good to me." ”
"You have to think clearly, this is the one who almost killed you."
Zheng Fan said lightly, as for this Nan Li, whether to kill or stay, he doesn't care, anyway, this woman's ability happens to be restrained by his metallic fragments.
"Eighth master, let's let her go." Bei Feng pleaded: "Although she almost killed me, I still can't bear to kill her." ”
"It's okay to take her life, but this person can't be released."
Zheng Fan said in an unquestionable tone, this is the leader of a big force, how could Zheng Fan let her go easily? It's not a small use to keep her.
"What does the eighth master mean?"
"You carry her on your back and follow me."
Bei Feng nodded, stepped forward to carry Nan Li behind him, and followed Zheng Fan closely.
Along the way, more and more zombies were encountered. Looking at it, even the ordinary zombies a hundred meters away all seemed to have a purpose, and they all converged on Zheng Fan's side.
"Could it be that because I ate that peach, I can attract zombies?"
The more Zheng Fan thought about it, the more it made sense: "That peach has a great attraction to zombies. And when I eat the peaches, there must be some kind of smell that attracts them. ”
"It's a bit of a problem."
Even the zombies a hundred meters away can be attracted by Zheng Fan, how can they sleep peacefully in the future?
Zheng Fan didn't count it carefully, and casually visually inspected the number of zombies around him at this moment, at least more than three hundred.
"It's surrounded again."
It's not difficult to break out of the encirclement alone. But with Beifeng's oil bottle, it will be very troublesome.
"You should be fine with ordinary zombies, right?"
Zheng Fan put his hand into his trouser pocket, then took out two steel knives and handed one to Bei Feng.
", eighth master, how did you put two big knives in the crotch of your pants?" Bei Feng asked in surprise, Zheng Fan seemed to him to be more and more mysterious.
"What about you, dealing with ordinary zombies, no problem, right?"
Zheng Fan frowned, and secretly said that this Bei Feng's heart is really big, and the zombies are approaching in front of him, and he is still asking some unnutritious words.
Bei Feng hurriedly said: "There is a problem, I have a problem, Eighth Master." I used to have good bones, but I was squeezed by this Nanli eldest sister every day, and now I am very weak. ”
"It's not a problem to deal with three or five, but these hundreds of zombies are besieging, and it won't be long before I'll be exhausted."
Zheng Fan had a headache, and he had already begun to think about whether to leave this Beifeng behind and run away alone.
Although the energy of the fragments in his body was endless, Zheng Fan didn't dare to really use it all the time, what if this stable state was just an illusion?
Besides, the longer you stay, the more zombies will gather, and when will it be a head?
"Eighth master, don't worry about me, you can go." Bei Feng smiled bitterly: "You Nan is going to die with me, this life is worth it." ”
Zheng Fan was speechless for a while: "I really don't understand what bullshit you love values, since you love her so much, you are not afraid to die together, why did you run out in the first place?" ”
Bei Feng's handsome face was slightly red by Zheng Fan's handsome, in fact, he was really just talking.
The purpose is to retreat as advance, he is gambling, betting that Zheng Fan will eat soft or hard, and after betting like this, Zheng Fan will stay to help him resist the zombies.
It's a pity that Zheng Fan doesn't eat this set, he doesn't eat soft and hard.
looked at Bei Feng, and then looked at Nan Li in his arms: "You wake up this woman, her ability is quite special, and there must be some group attack tricks." ”
After saying that, Zheng Fan planned to leave. Because there were more and more zombies gathered around, there were thousands of them, and they were only less than fifty meters away from a few people.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a shout of killing rising from the sky.
"Brothers, there is a group of zombies here, kill me with me! Cut down these bastards bastards! ”
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Hearing this, Zheng Fan jumped on a small tree beside him and looked into the distance.
About 200 meters ahead, there was a group of people, about 500 in number, who were killing the zombie herd.
They carried all sorts of weapons in their hands, some with hammers, some with knives, and some with spears.
And a man who rushed to the front, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, a slashed face, was extremely handsome. Holding two sledgehammers, he looks to be about twenty-four or five years old.
He was carrying a large bundle of steel bars behind him, and his face was full of anger, as if these zombies had a grudge against him.
"Carrying a bundle of rebar behind you?"
Zheng Fan pondered: "It seems that this person is very likely to be the nosy representative of justice - Luo Lichuan." ”
Zheng Fan grabbed Bei Feng's arm, exerted force with his right hand, and directly threw him into the air, landing in the second-floor window of the building next to him.
Then he dragged Nan Li, concocted the same method, and threw the woman to the second floor. Then Zheng Fan jumped for life, climbed up to the window on the second floor, and stood on it to watch the play.
"Do you know that person?"
Zheng Fan asked, pointing to the man with a steel bar on his back in the distance.
Bei Feng followed Zheng Fan's gaze, stared, nodded and said, "I have seen this person, his name is 'Luo Lichuan'." It is said that he has the ability to have metal, can fuse all kinds of metals and change the shape of metal at will, and is proficient in a variety of cold weapons and hidden weapons, and it is rumored that he is the descendant of an ancient martial arts family. ”
Zheng Fan touched his chin: "He's also a metallic person?" I don't know who is stronger than mine..."
"Kill, kill, I'm going to insert you today!"
The two sledgehammers in Luo Lichuan's hands twisted for a while, and instantly transformed into two spears.
The gun was like a dragon, and one move continuously penetrated the bodies of five or six zombies, exerting force in his hands, shaking left and right, and the sky was full of blood and rain, and these zombies had been divided into two.
"Chop, chop, chop, daddy is going to behead you today!"
Naluo Lichuan shouted the slogan of two out of ten, and with a grip of both hands, the two spears turned into two machetes.
The sword shadow is flying, its moves are wide open and closed, there is a desolate and majestic atmosphere, between the hands and the knife falling, as if this area has become an ancient battlefield, and he is the most powerful general in the battlefield!
"Dig a slot!"
Zheng Fan swallowed and spit, he couldn't imagine that this Luo Lichuan was so violent: "This knife is cut down, Rao is my King Kong body, and it is difficult to resist." ”
"Under the so-called fame, there must be no false soldiers, and the heirs of ancient martial arts are really not ordinary."
Zheng Fan was a little sour, and thought to himself: "What if I also had such a powerful combat power?" ”
Unconsciously, he made a comparison between himself and Luo Lichuan: "In terms of combat skills and combat power, I definitely can't compare to him, but it's a pity, no matter how bullish you are, you also have a shadow..."
Zheng Fan thought very stinkingly, and looked up, at this moment, Luo Lichuan's power had gradually gained the upper hand.
Although most of its members are ordinary people, the kind of fierce energy that kills people in a battle, cutting ordinary zombies, is no different from chopping vegetables.
Especially Naluo Lechuan, everywhere you go, it is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and it is not a long way...