"Got a high-level point?" Drunk Wuye touched his nose and said.

At this time, his body was stained with blood, but his hands were unusually clean in comparison, and he didn't even splash any blood.

This power-based power-based powerhouse didn't have time to chat with Drunken Nightless, so he leaned over and pointed the pistol in his hand directly at Drunken Night's chin.

With his backhand, he used a dagger to block the muzzle of the Ability, and Drunken Wuye jumped back half a step lightly, then turned over and raised his foot and headed straight for the Ability's front door.

Naturally, this paranormal is not a vegetarian, he crossed his arms in front of him, and directly held the ankle of Drunk Wuye with his backhand.

"Die." Picking up Drunken Nightless's foot and slamming it into the ground, the Adeptus quickly retreated away from the area amid the flying stones.

Drunk Wuye lay on the ground, his head hit the ground hard, and from the perspective of the Adept, he could almost see his blood seeping down the rocks next to him.

"What, there's no threat at all." The Adeptus sneered, turned around and walked to the back, not wanting to see a sting pain in his back as soon as he turned around. Looking down slightly, he saw the tip of the dagger glowing with cold light at a glance.

The dagger that pierced the ability was quickly drawn, and the drunken night shook off the blood stains on it, and then wiped the blood flowing from his head directly with his hand.

"Do you want to be so ruthless?" Drunk Wuye complained dissatisfiedly, "It really hurts to be dropped like that!" ”

"How could you be okay?!" The Adeptus covered his wounds and took a step back in horror.

"Which eye of yours sees that I'm fine, I'm fine, okay?" Zui Wuye pointed to his immaculate forehead, and snorted coldly, "You see that I have lost so much blood, how much food I have to eat to make up for it." ”

Perhaps it was the calmness of the drunken Wuye that stimulated the Ability, he coughed a few times in a row, and fell directly to the ground because of a large amount of blood loss, "How can your wound heal so quickly?" ”

The wound of the supernatural person is recovered much faster than that of ordinary people, and there is a process of light, but the wound of the drunken nightless is simply restored in the blink of an eye.

What's more, he had the confidence to smash the drunken skull just now, how could he, who should have been killed, stand in front of him now?!

"Don't look at me with such a surprised expression." Caught the hand of a person who wanted to sneak attack him with his backhand, and Drunk Wuye raised his hand and directly twisted the person's neck, "But if you want to kill me, it is indeed a little difficult, after all, even if you pinch my heart, I can quickly grow another one."

"Are you still human?" Staring at the drunken nightless in horror, the stranger took half a step back in embarrassment, but he stepped on the air and fell from the open space behind, but fortunately he reacted in time and did not fall on his back.

As he exhaled a sigh of joy, a dagger that came out of nowhere pierced his heart with great speed.

"But if you get pierced in the heart, you won't survive anymore." Indifferently jumped back to the heights, drunk and nightless continued to wreak havoc back and forth like a grim reaper, indifferently harvesting life between the knife in his hand.

The cube didn't hear the conversation between the two of them, but he could clearly see the scene after Drunken Nightless killed the Adept. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand to order his men to retreat first.

This man is a monster, isn't he? He had to find out his details first.

Seeing that the people from the White Envoy base had retreated, he was relieved to be drunk, and at the same time turned his head to look at Qin Feng who was standing not far away, and gestured and asked, "Have all the people withdrawn?" ”

"Withdrawn." Wen Xining gestured back to him.

Drunk Wuye relieved himself at this time, walked back quickly and asked, "Why did you withdraw suddenly, did the boss send someone?" ”

"No, I should have been scared away by you." Glancing at Drunken Wuye, Wen Xining lowered his eyes to cover his surprise and said, "They should only retreat temporarily now, and they can come back at any time to continue the attack." ”

"So it seems that I'm better off the road." Drunk Wuye smiled and said, "Looking at this situation, we should be able to last one more day." ”

"It won't last long." Lowering his eyes and flipping through the documents in his hand, Wen Xining said in a low voice, "Our current food supply is already seriously insufficient, I have already sent someone to negotiate with the mobile merchants, if the negotiation is successful, we can probably hold on for a while longer." ”

"It's a real nuisance." Drunk Wuye pouted.

"So when the hell are your people coming!" Turning his head and yelling at Drunk Wuye, Qin Feng slapped the table unusually irritably, "Seven or eight of my zombies have already died!" ”

"Actually, I've always been curious, how many zombies do you have in total." Thinking back to the hordes of zombies he saw in the handover city before, he asked with some suspicion.

"Eighty-eight." Qin Feng looked sideways and said, "It's not counted as being stocked outside." ”

"......" rolled his eyes silently, and suddenly felt that Mowen didn't use any support at all, eighty-eight third-level zombies, hey, all of them were worth a small army.

"Although it is a matter of course for them to obey my orders, I definitely don't want them to die in vain!" Saying to Drunk Wuye in a serious manner, Qin Feng sat at the table and grabbed a handful of sunspots and squeezed them in his hand, "Now I am only looking forward to the arrival of my angel." ”

Looking forward to Yu Lan's arrival? You'd better hurry up and prepare a coffin.

Drunk Wuye pursed the corners of his mouth, looking like he couldn't help but smile.

Zhang Xin was still honestly staying at the mobile merchant at this time, he looked at the firelight flying outside, and leaned against the window a little bored.

"When are your people coming to help?" He asked boredly.

"I'll be here soon." Qu Yaoyao held his chin and shook the water glass in front of him, saying expressionlessly.

Raising his eyes and glancing at Qu Yaoyao, Zhang Xin lowered his eyes and was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Yaoyao, you don't seem to have much energy these days." ”

"Yes?" Qu Yaoyao smiled sideways, and there didn't seem to be any special emotion in his eyes, "I'm just thinking about when I can go back." ”

"Huh, I don't think you need to rush this, you can definitely go back after the handover of the city is over." Zhang Xin thought about it, and suddenly raised his hand and beckoned out the window.

"Wang Liang, here."

Outside the door, a man who looked to be in his early twenties looked over, and then walked over and sat next to Zhang Xin.

Qu Yaoyao raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Liang, then lowered his eyes and continued to shake the cup in front of her.

Wang Liang is Zhang Xin's friend. The two of them seem to have known each other before the end of the world, and they are alumni of the university.