Zhuang Yichen was stunned when he heard this, and immediately reacted. In the refugee camp, gangs fight each other, each trying to eat the other. Here, only those with big enough fists will have a say.

It seems that he is still too low-key, and in this kind of place, properly showing some of his strength will reduce unnecessary trouble.

Zhuang Yichen thought secretly in his heart, and then said with a very familiar face: "Brother Xie praises." ”

Leave it to them to wipe their butts between gangs. Now his situation is to go into the tiger's den alone, and if he is discovered by the undead, the consequences will be unimaginable. It is also a good strategy to have such a double identity as a cover.

The big man saw Zhuang Yichen selling him face in front of everyone so well, and the smile on his face became a little thicker. "Hahahaha! Bai Maoer, Lao Tzu's people, do whatever you want! If you don't accept it, you TM will bite me! Hahaha! ”

The young man known as the white haired man suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and although the muscular man was a little perverted just now, he was his right-hand man. Now that his subordinates have been abolished, if he can't find this field, then he can't think about being his boss.

"Black Tiger, you really can't be a Blood Wolf Gang here to cover the sky!"

Only then did Zhuang Yichen understand that it was the boss of the Blood Wolf Gang who came up for himself and called the Black Tiger. At this time, after the delay, a hundred and ten people had gathered on both sides, and a weapon fight was about to break out.

Far from being unstoppable, the undead are happy to see it. The evolutionaries at the bottom devour each other like Gu worms, and only the strong ones are qualified to survive and join the Earth rebels.

The frost nova in Zhuang Yichen's hand slowly retracted again, and instead a corrosive arrow hit the muscular man's head on the ground.

The power of Yin Devouring exploded instantly, and before the person on the other side could react, he saw that the head of the person on the ground had turned into a pool of blood.

Niuniu is Zhuang Yichen's reverse scale, anyone who dares to hurt her, Zhuang Yichen will never be soft. For this is his only reliance in these last days.

Bai Mao's face changed several times, but in the end, he didn't have the courage to make a move. The strength of the Blood Wolf Gang was already on par with him, but now the other party has lost a general, and the other party has added a master. If you take advantage of one another, you will not only not be able to save face, but will suffer even greater losses.

He slammed down the next sentence and walked and see, and then withdrew with people hula la la hu. Black Tiger, the boss of the Blood Wolf Gang, immediately smiled, and made him the deputy hall master of the No. 1 Hall of the Blood Wolf Gang on the spot.

Zhuang Yichen casually perfunctory a few words to him, and then took Niuniu to live on the territory of the Blood Wolf Gang. In his eyes, these so-called gang fights are just children's plays, and they have no appeal.

Under the gray haze of the sky, the days have become very short. Soon, the thick night of Blood Moon City was completely obscured. Except for a little light from the City Lord's Mansion, the entire camp was pitch black.

Zhuang Yichen stayed in a relatively intact board room, ate something casually, and then planned his next move. The situation in the entire Huaxia battlefield was gloomy, and from Jiangcheng to the north to Tongzhou, all he encountered in the middle were breached base cities and fortresses, as well as refugees who were escorted to various gathering points by the undead.

The momentum of the Earth rebels is getting stronger and stronger, and as long as the evolutionaries who meet the conditions for joining, every one of them squeezes their heads out and wants to join them.

Although the military had tried their best to evacuate civilians during the retreat, under the attack of the undead, less than half of the people withdrew with the army to the new base city. The retreat was mainly a militia formed spontaneously by skilled industrial workers, university students, scientific researchers, and evolutionaries.

The rest were not taken away, they called themselves outcasts and degenerates, they transferred all their resentment to the military, obviously with the strength of a fourth-order or one-star mage, but they were willing to reverently call the undead the master, loyally wielded the butcher's knife, and did not hesitate to kill their former compatriots.

After their homes were destroyed by the spirits of the dead, they lived in peace and security in the alms given by the spirits. Enjoy the right to live in exchange for the suppression of their own compatriots.

The Huaxia regime has completely ceased to exist in the occupied area, and this is a hell deeper than hell.

Zhuang Yichen's eyes still haven't recovered his eyesight, although he can live a normal life by relying on mental power perception, but in this way, his mental power is always in a state of continuous consumption, and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

Coupled with the pursuit of the undead clan, Zhuang Yichen could only suppress his strength to the level of a one-star mage, relying on the Tower of the Undead to cover up his breath, and struggling to survive among the refugees.

Now he can't do anything.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yichen's heart was confused. The plan of the undead is unfolding smoothly step by step, and it may not be long before the entire human race on the earth plane will be enslaved by the undead and become cannon fodder on the battlefield of the Eternal Continent for generations.

He sighed, shaking the messy thoughts out of his mind. Now I can only wait until my eyesight is restored, and then sneak into Kyoto. It is the core of the whole of China, if Kyoto has been destroyed. The consequences ......

Zhuang Yichen didn't dare to think about it anymore. He carefully released his spiritual power, gently probed the surrounding situation, and then walked out of the room with Niuniu. He wanted to start by looking into the refugee area.

Niuniu ate a little peanuts and two pieces of candy for dinner, and her originally fleshy little face has been significantly thinner in the past half a month, only a pair of eyes are bright and bright.

The two of them went out of the room, although the night was dark, but under the darkness, it was not quiet. It has been more than half a month since the establishment of Blood Moon City. Every day, refugees from the surrounding base cities continue to arrive here, and hundreds of thousands of people are crowded in the urban area of the former Tongzhou camp, filthy, foul-smelling, and overcrowded.

He went out and followed a small path before he walked out of the territory of the Blood Wolf Gang. Both sides of the road were full of people, and along the way were shacks made of various materials. As soon as Zhuang Yichen took two steps, he suddenly dispelled the idea of wanting to investigate quietly.

Because here, there is no way to quietly probe at all. Everywhere you look, there are only people except people, densely packed, one by one. Under the eaves, on the road, in the clearing, around the cluttered shacks. Wherever there is a place to lie down, it must be a private place.

As for the house, even the worst shack is only eligible for the middle and high-ranking leaders of the gang.