Knowing that Su Yang didn't cut his palm, it was okay, although the old man was chasing after him, his eyes were a little hesitant, and he didn't seem to have too much strength on his feet, so it didn't seem that he wanted to kill Su Yang.

Who knew that Su Yang's slashed palm seemed to have completely provoked Lao Fang crazy.

Old Fang's cloudy eyes actually lit up for a moment, and there was an extremely greedy look in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour Su Yang alive.

Su Yang didn't know at all that his actions had caused Lao Fang's extraordinary madness, and even the state of the big-headed zombie had become unstable, looking at Su Yang's appearance was like an extremely delicious meal, and Su Yang, as if his blood would never dry up, was endlessly swaying behind him.

It's not that Su Yang has to do this, he's just worried that if he doesn't lure all the zombies away, there will be three or five left, that's nothing, Wang Shou can settle it, but as soon as there are many of them, those three people will be in danger.

All Su Yang could only keep using blood to attract zombies, but gradually, he felt that something was wrong, why did the state of these zombies become extremely excited, especially Lao Fang, that is, he was unwilling not to kill himself.

"Tick...... Executors, the blood of Type 2 Evolvers has a lethal attraction to zombies, and they can evolve ontology by devouring the blood and body of the Evolver. ”

Su Yang was stunned, and shouted angrily, didn't you say it earlier!

This time, Su Yang didn't dare to cut his palm, but fortunately, his recovery ability had been improved, and the wound had healed after a short period of effort.

The ordinary zombies behind him have been distanced, but the old man still chased after Su Yang relentlessly, Su Yang secretly hated in his heart, why are you so persistent? If it weren't for the fact that there were too many little brothers behind you, you thought I was afraid of you?

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, Su Yang was ruthless and ran towards a shopping mall on the side of the road that looked quite large, and before he reached the door, three bottles of Kaven potion smashed on the road in turn.

When he arrived at the gate of the mall, Su Yang smashed two bottles in a row, and then rushed into the mall without looking back.

There is still garbage and a small number of corpses all over the ground, neither human nor zombies, and there are a lot of glass shards scattered all over the ground, Su Yang has seen too much recently, and he has long been used to seeing them, bypassing these obstacles, Su Yang followed the signboard on his head and ran in the direction of the second floor.

Lao Fang watched Su Yang run into the mall, coupled with its different evolution from other zombies, the Kaven potion had little effect on it, but the ordinary zombies in the distance behind him couldn't tell the direction by the potion.

The big-headed zombie didn't know Su Yang's location, after all, his specialty was in the brain, and his speed and physique were not much stronger than ordinary zombies, not to mention that Su Yang's all-out running had already thrown them away from a short distance, and now he couldn't see Su Yang's figure, so he naturally didn't know where Su Yang and Lao Fang went?

The second floor of the mall is a high-end clothing area, but the luxurious and luxurious counters that usually look decorated are already in tatters, and the clothes and bags on the ground are still on the ground like garbage.

Lao Fang's big feet stepped on these waste products and ran towards Su Yang, seeing that Su Yang stopped, Lao Fang raised his hand and grabbed Su Yang's chest, Su Yang leaned back, and the black thorn in his right hand slashed towards Lao Fang's wrist.

Slightly red blood, I don't know if it's still blood, came out of Lao Fang's wrist, Su Yang's knife only cut a little bit of Lao Fang's flesh, for Lao Fang, this may not be called an injury at all.

Seeing that the hand that was grabbing his chest kept stopping, still grabbing at him, Su Yang had no choice but to exert his feet and retreat sharply.

The old man took advantage of the momentum and didn't catch it, relying on the forward force, his left hand was also raised and fanned at Su Yang, Su Yang couldn't dodge, so he could only raise his right hand to block it, fortunately, his right hand was transformed, otherwise he would definitely be able to fan Su Yang half to death.

But even if he blocked it, Su Yang was not comfortable, and his footsteps staggered when he fanned him, and his right hand was still a little numb.

Lao Fang roared angrily, he didn't slap this little worm to death, which was an insult to himself. In Lao Fang's opinion, after slapping Su Yang to death, he could get the flesh and blood that made him crazy.

Lao Fang had a feeling that if he ate the flesh and blood of this little worm, he would be stronger and smarter.

The difference in body size does not affect the speed of the old side, a palm is not successful, and it is a punch, maybe it is the domination of the instinct before death, or the left and right of the subconscious, the old side's movements actually have a certain order, and it is not like other zombies who only wave their hands and gnaw their teeth.

The force of this punch was so great that Su Yang also smacked his tongue, and with one punch, he punched a pillar nearly one meter thick into a big hole, and gravel splashed everywhere, and Su Yang also became serious, it seems that even if he takes the second-type evolution potion, he can't be underestimated when he encounters this power-type evolution zombie.

Before Lao Fang could withdraw his fist, as soon as Su Yang was short, the black thorn slashed towards Lao Fang's leg, and without looking at the result, he rolled to the side. The sharpness of the black thorn still achieved good results, and a wound appeared on Lao Fang's body again.

The old man lowered his head and grabbed it, but he didn't expect Su Yang to roll to the side, stood up straight, raised his foot and stepped towards Su Yang, and missed, but the old man kept on his feet, and the other heel was stomped again, and the ground was trampled out of cracks.

Su Yang dodged in embarrassment, found an opportunity to stand up with a slap on the ground, put the dagger across his chest, and looked at the old man vigilantly.

Lao Fang would not give Su Yang a chance to breathe, seeing that Su Yang stood up straight, he still kicked over with a big foot, Su Yang did not dare to resist, and after dodging, the black thorn was another stroke, and at the same time he made a cut for Lao Fang, he picked up a seat under his feet and smashed it towards the top of Lao Fang's head with his left hand.

With a bang, the chair was torn apart, and the old man stared at Su Yang deadly, feeling extremely irritable, this little insect was so flexible, its degraded brain really couldn't think of a better way to restrain Su Yang, so it could only keep leaning towards Su Yang's side.

And Su Yang gradually got used to the old side's combat methods, and began to rely on his flexible rotation to keep adding wounds to the old side.

However, in a dodge, Su Yang was still punched in the chest by the old man, although Su Yang had already raised his hand to block it, he still felt a pain in his chest, and his breathing was not smooth for a while.

"Roar!" Finally hit this little bug, the old man was suddenly excited, and pounced towards Su Yang even harder.