Seeing that every time Chen Shihao's long knife waved, a zombie head would fall to the ground, Han Yue was secretly happy in his heart, this fat man was finally not saved in vain.

With Chen Shihao's current strength, it is almost the same as the strength of several people in Zhangtian. He activated 30% of his body's potential, and his reactions, strength, stamina, etc., were stronger than the original, and coupled with his previous mastery of knife skills, it was effortless to kill a bunch of D-class zombies.

Now they have some high-tech weapons to help, but they will eventually run out of ammunition. Only by not relying on hot weapons, stimulating their own abilities, and using cold weapons, can everyone fight their way out of the encirclement and find a way out.

A few minutes later, the two cleared up seven or eight zombies that had gathered towards the convoy, and finally approached the starting point of the zero-degree judgment of the zombie long-range attack.

Inside a gas station, there are about thirty zombies wandering back and forth around a zombie, thirty zombies in the center.

One says "Explosive, dangerous!" "A few large tanker trucks are being lifted easily by a thin human body, like an ant against a grain of rice.

"You deal with those minions, I'll deal with this boss." Glancing at the zombie group in front of him, Han Yue said.

"Good!" Chen Shihao said that, roared, and rushed towards a bunch of small zombies.

Smelling the breath of two people, dozens of zombies suddenly rushed over with a dull roar like cats smelling fish.

When the emaciated zombie holding a huge fuel tanker truck saw the two of them coming, he actually threw the fuel tanker he picked up to the side like a toy, smashing four or five ordinary zombies.

The skinned skin of this thin zombie is intact, just a dead gray, and it doesn't seem to have been mutated for long. The thin but square face could vaguely see that he was a deputy Sven when he was alive, but at this moment, after this Sven zombie saw the two people, he showed a smile, and this smile made people look very penetrating.

This zombie wears a pink bow on his parted hair, and on his left ear, he wears a fan's pearl earring, which makes people look very weird.

However, Han Yue couldn't laugh at the moment, because this Sven zombie casually grabbed a wheel from the fuel tanker truck that had just been lifted, and ripped the wheel off like tearing a newspaper open, and threw it lightly in the direction of Han Yue.

The wheels with the sound of the wind whistling, as fast as Cristiano Ronaldo's penalty. Before Han Yue could react, he was hit by a wheel, flew a hundred meters away, and then scratched dozens of meters away on the ground.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Yue's mouth, mixed with some fragments, and he could vaguely see that it was some internal organs. A scorching pain came from Han Yue's chest, as if the broken ribs had pierced deep into his lungs.

The sharp pain all over his body pierced Han Yue's soul, this kind of pain has exceeded the limit of human beings, and normal people can't bear it at all. After having the ability to heal himself and strengthening his body, Han Yue is still able to withstand this damage.

At this moment, Han Yue gritted his teeth and endured the pain of fainting. Because he heard a sparse sound of footsteps in the distance, and one of the voices mixed in was particularly heavy: "boom, boom, jump" like an adult elephant walking on a wooden floor.

The Glock 18 pistol in Han Yue's hand has long been missing, and even the Nepalese scimitar on his waist has disappeared without a trace. He could only quietly take out another stump from his pocket, and said in his heart: "I can't fucking live this day, fucking ordinary zombies like Song Zhe actually have the power of the Hulk......

He was gambling at this moment, betting that this zombie just wanted to eat himself, otherwise one after another cars would throw him over, and he would not be a meat puree, but also a meat pie.

Sure enough, this zombie came to Han Yue, and the shadow of a huge bus in his hand completely enveloped Han Yue, but it did not hit Han Yue.

Han Yue opened his eyes slightly and looked at the huge bus, and then broke out in a cold sweat: if he was hit by this bus, he would be miserable, and the pain was estimated to be worse than death.

Seeing that Han Yue was no longer moving, the Nasven zombie threw the bus in his hand again, smashing the five or six zombies next to him into pulp.

At this time, the other dozen or so zombies who smelled Han Yue's spitting out of internal organs were also uncontrollable, and Han Yue ran over.

This Sven zombie showed anger in his eyes, blocked in front of the two zombies, grabbed the two shoulders of a zombie, and tore it hard, like tearing paper, tearing it into two pieces, and the internal organs of the zombie's flying body spilled all over the ground.

Sven Zombie grabbed the neck of a zombie with one hand, and slammed it at the two zombies next to him, the two zombies flew fifty meters away at the same time, and slammed into a building, forming a bloody figure depression on the wall.

"What the hell? Is it a C-class zombie of the power type? Won't be torn into Texas Grilled Chicken, right? "Han Yue saw this tyrannical Sven zombie, his scalp was numb for a while, it was okay to be swallowed by this guy, if he was torn up and eaten little by little as Western food, it would be hard.

Although he brought a remnant wing, the damage range of the remnant wing was too large, and with his own physical state, he could not escape the explosion range after losing the remnant wing.

"Come on!" Han Yue silently pressed the start button of the remnant wing, intending to escape with all his strength in the moment before the explosion.

At this time, there were still a few remnants of zombies that had already approached Han Yue and began to devour Han Yue's body.

A zombie grabbed the stump in Han Yue's hand and wanted to eat it, Han Yue held the stump tightly and tore the zombie's mouth open and stuffed it into the zombie's throat: "If you want to eat it, give it to you!" ”

At this time, the other four or five zombies pressed on Han Yue's body, holding Han Yue's limbs and body.

"Get up, who's playing with you!" Han Yue slammed his arm and threw a zombie a few meters away.

Han Yue was about to shake off the other zombies, but the Sven zombie stomped on the ground with his feet, with himself as the center, a radius of dozens of meters was like a strong earthquake, making the body distance between Han Yue and several zombies shake and he couldn't move.

"What's that going on!" Cheng Guoyuan and the others also felt the strong earthquake a few kilometers away from Han Yue, and looked into the distance suspiciously.

The Nasven zombie moved on his feet, and soon came to a short distance in front of Han Yue, and then grabbed the zombie that swallowed the stump by the arm, and shook it slightly, causing it to fly high into the distance like a meteor.

With a loud bang, the zombie's body and remnants exploded together, raising a huge mushroom cloud with a diameter of more than 30 meters, and the resulting air wave leveled the buildings within nearly 100 meters of the surrounding area.

Cheng Guoyuan and Zero Du in the distance saw the mushroom cloud and muttered, "Is it finally used?" Han Yue, you must not have anything to do. ”

"!" Han Yue scolded fiercely, he had known this, so he wouldn't waste this stump.

Glancing at the mushroom cloud in the distance in surprise, the corners of the Sven zombie's mouth rose, as if showing a smile, and then bent down, grabbed Han Yue's arm with one hand, and pressed Han Yue's body with the other, and pulled hard, one of Han Yue's arms was almost torn off from his body.