Hearing Ye Feng's words, even Sun Zhengxiang felt a little worried in his heart.

"Why do we want to kill zombies, there are so many zombies, how can we kill them with the strength of the two of us?" Sun Zhengxiang asked with some shock and puzzlement.

"Because it makes us stronger!" Ye Feng said in a flat tone as he took out the fire axe from his backpack, as well as a knife that was also sharpened by him.

"Getting stronger?" Hearing these two words, Sun Zhengxiang's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Look in the room if you have any weapons to use, and find one yourself. By the way, bring your pistol. Ye Feng thought for a moment and spoke again.

Sun Zhengxiang listened, hesitated slightly, and then took off the Type 92 pistol on his waist and handed it to Ye Feng.

After Ye Feng took it, he first unloaded the magazine, and when he saw that the magazine was full, and there were fifteen rounds of ammunition in it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

In the early apocalyptic period, the pistol was definitely an artifact-like existence.

After looking at the magazine, Ye Feng disassembled the entire gun with great skill, and then wiped the parts one by one.

Especially the place where the gun is bore, it was carefully wiped several times with cotton boy to confirm that there would be no jamming and the like, and then quickly reinstalled it.

That extremely skillful and fast technique made Sun Zhengxiang, a veteran gunner, feel embarrassed, and at the same time, he was more sure in his heart that Ye Feng's identity was not simple.

After assembling the Type 92 pistol, Ye Feng tore off a layer of cotton, wrapped it around the muzzle, and then cut off a long cloth on the sheet and wrapped it firmly.

In this way, the pistol can more or less reduce a certain sound when shooting.

"How's your marksmanship?" Ye Feng asked as he played with the pistol.

"How far it goes." Sun Zhengxiang said.

"Can you get an accurate headshot within 10 meters?"

"That's fine, it's okay within twenty meters." Sun Zhengxiang thought about it and replied that with his position, there are many opportunities to touch the gun.

And every month he will find a little time to practice guns, and he is still very confident in marksmanship.

"Okay, you have this gun, but don't shoot it until the most critical time, the sound and smell of blood are the easiest to attract zombies." As he spoke, Ye Feng re-threw the pistol back to Sun Zhengxiang.

"Didn't I just ask you to find a weapon? Where's your weapon! Seeing that Sun Zhengxiang took the pistol and stood still in front of him, Ye Feng said angrily.

"This is a hotel, so how can you have any weapons?" Sun Zhengxiang said with a wry smile.

"Hear clearly, if you want to survive in the last days, you have to make good use of all the resources around you." Ye Feng said seriously, and looked at the decoration in the room.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on the four feet of the bed that supported the large bed.

"It's just hard enough!" Ye Feng knocked it, then raised his axe and slashed directly along the edge of the bed. In Sun Zhengxiang's stunned, Ye Feng split the entire foot of the bed in three and two clicks.

"You'll use this thing for the time being, and then you'll find a weapon to take advantage of." Ye Feng had noticed it when he ran up just now, and there was a fire axe on the stairs between the first and second floors.

Perhaps Ye Feng's movement in splitting the bed was too big, and the three girls who were originally vomiting in the bathroom also walked out one after another.

"Zhengxiang, are you going out?" As soon as Zhou Hui saw her husband and Ye Feng holding weapons in their hands, she asked worriedly.

And Ye Ya also looked at Ye Feng with great concern.

"It's okay to be obedient, your brother is very strong, and he will be back soon." Ye Feng came to Ye Ya's side, stroked her head and said.

On the other hand, Sun Zhengxiang was also comforting his wife and daughter, and with the persuasion of great difficulty, he calmed down their worried feelings.

"Alright, when we go out, you must remember not to open the door at will. You have to confirm that it's us in the cat's eye, you know? Before leaving, Ye Feng deliberately explained to the three daughters again.

Then he took a deep breath and came to the door. However, Ye Feng did not go out immediately, but put his ear on the door of the room.

Everyone in the room looked at Ye Feng with bated breath, for fear that their breathing would disturb each other.

In fact, Ye Feng was not nervous in his heart at this time, after being reborn, he did not have the terrifying combat power of his previous life. Now he is definitely the weakest time in combat, if he accidentally is infected by the zombie virus, then he really has no place to cry.

After listening for ten seconds and confirming the movement outside the corridor, Ye Feng quietly opened the door and went out in a flash.

Behind him, Sun Zhengxiang nervously held the pistol in one hand and the wooden stick in the other, gritted his teeth, and went out with him.

In this corridor of theirs, there were three zombies walking around, but fortunately, these three zombies were walking away with their backs to them.

This is definitely a rare opportunity, Ye Feng rushed over directly, and with the help of the power of the sprint, he raised and fell with his axe. The whole set of movements is done in one go, as if it has been practiced thousands of times.

"Flutter!"

The fire axe in his hand was already a full third, and it fell into the back of the zombie's head, and the black and pungent blood continued to overflow from the back of the zombie's head.

The zombie didn't even put up a trace of resistance, and fell straight down.

Sun Zhengxiang, who had just come out of the room to see this scene, couldn't help but shudder, such a ruthless and decisive killing action made him feel chills.

He knew very well that Ye Feng had definitely killed people, and there was more than one person he had killed, otherwise, it would never have been possible to do so cleanly.

However, for this axe, Ye Feng himself secretly frowned, according to his thoughts, he thought that against this kind of newly infected zombie, he should be able to chop the entire axe into it, instead of only one-third.

"The strength is too weak, we must become strong as soon as possible!" Ye Feng thought in his heart as he pulled out his axe.

And he quickly stepped forward to hold the zombie's back so that it would not make a sound when it fell backwards.

Putting down the zombie, he quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and with a pop, inserted it into the zombie's chest.

With a hard stroke of the hand, an inch-long wound appeared. Through this wound, Sun Zhengxiang can still see the heart that gradually stops beating.

And the knife in Ye Feng's hand was like a spirit snake, after breaking open this heart, he picked it up with a hook and a pick, and a piece of flesh the size of a thumb and as white as jade was picked out of his heart.

Ye Feng cut off a piece of better cloth directly on the zombie's clothes, carefully wrapped this piece of meat, and then put it in his pocket.

From Ye Feng killing this zombie and picking out the piece of meat in his heart, the whole process lasted less than a minute, and the extremely skillful technique made Sun Zhengxiang's eyes look at Ye Feng with a little more weirdness.

Of course, with his experience, he could see that it was definitely not the first time Ye Feng had done this kind of thing.

That is to say, Ye Feng has killed people like this before? And then, to single out someone else's heart?