Song Xiaya could see that the scarred sharp-clawed soldier in front of her had actually undergone some changes in his entire body.

Its sharp claws have become more elongated, and even the edges have appeared resembling blades.

Its body is more slender, more agile, and more suitable for melee combat.

She had seen a monster like this before.

It was a mutant that resembled a mantis knife in the palm of its hand, and a single mutant had killed a team of five people.

This monster is only effective if it uses a firearm from a distance, and once it rushes into the crowd, it may not be able to win even if it has a gun.

Because only by hitting its head can it kill the Amida protozoa that controls it.

Although this sharp-clawed soldier is far less powerful than that mantis man, Leng Hao is only one person.

When Leng Hao rushed forward, a lot of thoughts flashed in people's hearts.

Men like Jiang Mingrui and Li Haoran who were concerned all clenched the swords in their hands and moved forward slowly.

There is a very simple way to deal with this kind of monster, but few people can do it.

Rush up and exchange the lives of the first few people who are destined to be infected and killed to extinguish it!

Similarly, Zhao Xuri also kicked his cousin Li Xinhong away: "Go back and live well." ”

In fact, sometimes, people don't have a choice, and there are always some worries in this world.

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At this time, Leng Hao didn't care about the thoughts of the people behind him at all.

He seemed to find that even with the bullet time, the monster in front of him was not very slow.

You can imagine how fast it moves normally.

Leng Hao, who was caught off guard, only had time to cut off the right arm of the sharp-clawed soldier with his knife, and the bullet time was about to end.

"Damn, bet!"

Leng Hao let go of the war knife in his hand with both hands, firmly grasped the left forearm of the sharp-clawed soldier, and pressed the weight of his whole person up.

"Bullet time is over!"

Time is back to normal.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

Song Xiaya only saw Leng Hao's lightning knife cut off one of the monster's arms.

And just as the monster's other hand was about to scratch Leng Hao's chest, Leng Hao turned around. His hands gripped its remaining arm firmly, struggling with the monster.

"Woo!"

The Amida protozoa in the mouth of this sharp-clawed soldier was also anxious, and it actually tried to pop out the scorpion tail and attack Leng Hao in front of it.

The scorpion tail's ejection was actually very powerful, but unfortunately the distance was not long enough, so it could only be in vain to slash through the afterimage of the Dao in midair.

This scene ended too quickly, and Zhao Xuri and the others were all stunned now looking at Leng Hao, who was fighting with the sharp-clawed soldiers.

No one had ever been able to cut off the claw-clawed arms with a single sword.

"You're stupid, come and help!"

Leng Hao was extremely nervous now.

The Amida protozoa can infect humans, and the claws of the parasite, as well as its own scorpion tail, are absolute sources of infection.

Although he didn't understand the principle, Song Xiaya had told him all of this.

Now, if this crippled claw soldier breaks free, that arm is swung up, everyone will die.

"Ahhhh

Leng Hao's shout suddenly alarmed the stunned people behind.

A large group of men, brandishing their swords, were about to rush up and dismantle the clawed soldiers.

Especially Zhao Xuri rushed to the front.

"Don't mess around, take it off your hands and feet, and leave it alive for us to study!"

"Watch out for this guy's scorpion tail ejection!"

Now, Leng Hao's words are the supreme order.

This is something he just won back with his strength.

Soon the terrifying mutant became even more terrifying.

Without limbs, it has become a legendary human stick in Huaxia, and can only keep wriggling on the ground, in vain to shoot the scorpion tail about the length of a palm at everyone who approaches it.

"Be careful, don't be hit by the scorpion tail, you will bear the consequences!"

Jiang Xiaoyu proudly brandished a mountain knife and acted as a "tour guide" beside the monster.

Almost all of them stomped heavily on the mutant's body before walking towards the warehouse in the distance.

When everyone passed by Leng Hao, who was resting in the shape of a thinker, they all bowed slightly to Leng Hao to show their respect.

This young man is just too strong.

"Be careful, all the supplies are moved out, and count them well!"

Li Xinhong's face turned red with excitement now, and he kept running back and forth between the warehouses.

The macho man who can fight against the sharp-claw soldiers on his own is definitely a generation of strongmen, and he is proud to have such an ally!

It's not just him, everyone in Leng Hao's team gets preferential treatment.

Song Xiaya and the others didn't need to carry the materials, and even every time they found a bag, Zhao Xuri and they would shout a roll call.

"Five packs of hot pot base!"

"Four canned luncheon meats!"

"Three pounds of starch!"

People are using this way to express their admiration for Leng Hao, as well as the slightest fear.

It is no problem for a sharp-clawed soldier to kill their twenty-odd people, so is it difficult to deal with Leng Hao, who can kill the sharp-clawed soldier?

Even the supernumerary members, Xu Rongrong and her son, Li Haoran wanted to help, but they were stopped by Li Xinhong.

"We are all men, we should do some coolies, you girls should have a good rest."

Xu Rongrong could clearly feel that several squinting eyes in the team just now had disappeared completely.

This made the young woman inexplicably grateful for her decision not to run away just now.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

Leng Hao, who had rested for a while, saw Zhao Xuri and the others sweating like rain and working hotly, while his team members were resting on the side, he immediately frowned and asked a little strangely.

"Young Master Leng, we can do this, let them rest."

Listening to Zhao Xuri's somewhat respectful answer, Leng Hao couldn't help but put his eyes on Song Xiaya on the side, it was this woman who always held the jokes of that day.

Song Xiaya felt Leng Hao's gaze, and the woman's neck was slightly raised, but she looked like she was begging for praise.

"Ahem, Xiaoya, come and give me a massage for the young master!"

Leng Hao's eyes rolled, and he looked at her a little narrowly.

"You!"

Feeling everyone's natural gaze, Song Xiaya's cheeks suddenly rose crimson.

The young master's stalk, but what she Song Xiaya used to ridicule Leng Hao's different worldly feelings is not the young master and maid that people understand in their hearts!

"Here, Young Master Leng!"

In Zhao Xuri's envious gaze, in the smiles of Jiang Mingrui's brothers and sisters, Song Xiaya burst out a few words from between her teeth.

Now, Song Xiaya can't dismantle Leng Hao's platform.

She came to Leng Hao's side "gracefully" and "massaged" Leng Hao vigorously.

It's like rubbing a rag from your old home!