Zhang Zhiyong has always thought that he has a very good eye for people, and in the few days since he contacted Shen Yaxiang, he has already discovered that the other party is a weak person on the outside and strong on the inside, and he is very principled, so he knows very well that if the other party really comes over, he will never let himself kill Mo Wen and these people, and with the identity and status of the other party in the future, unless he does everything to kill Shen Yaxiang, this matter can only be resolved in the end.

But this is absolutely unacceptable to Zhang Zhiyong, not how much he wants to help Cui Ping avenge, the relationship between the two is not good to that point, but Mo Wen and the others are concerned about the possibility of Shen Yaxiang leaving, only by killing them can they ensure that the latter will stay, after all, only with their orphans and widows, Shen Yaxiang does not have the courage to leave alone, she may not care about her life or death, but it is impossible not to care about Shen Aoqing, and compromise is inevitable at that time.

As for the other party's revenge after the killing, Zhang Zhiyong didn't care at all, calculating the time, he was probably going to leave the first nightmare area, as long as he brought people back, the bigwigs of the military department would naturally give him a lot of benefits, and at that time, he could go to other branches of the nightmare area with the reward to continue to be chic, just a low-level healing dream interpreter, her influence was not big enough to cross the nightmare area.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Zhang Zhiyong's whole person turned into an afterimage, moving left and right on the cement floor, and quickly forced towards Mo Wen.

The latter had just recovered from Cui Ping's attack, his face was still extremely pale, and he could only grit his teeth when he saw this, and commanding the hammer shooter was a volley.

"It's useless, your attack is okay against ordinary people or zombies, but it's far from dealing with me!"

The figure slashed a few corners like lightning, Zhang Zhiyong easily dodged Mo Wen's attack, and the heavy hammer shooter's bullet smashed into the ground and cracked the ground, but he couldn't help the other party at all.

With a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Zhiyong's hand grabbed the dagger and slashed directly at Mo Wen's neck, he believed that it would be impossible for him to escape his blow with the other party's weak state.

Two inches, one inch, seeing that the dagger was about to touch Mo Wen's neck, the latter suddenly grinned.

The smile was so bright that an uneasiness instantly grabbed Zhang Zhiyong's heart.

"Dead Breath Underworld Wave!"

However, it was too late, and with Mo Wen's low shout, a cloud of gray-black smoke suddenly exploded from his side, and Zhang Zhiyong, who was close at hand, was caught off guard and passed through directly.

As if he had fallen into a quagmire, the moment he entered the black mist, Zhang Zhiyong felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling welling up in his heart, dizziness, nausea, fatigue, weakness, his body, which had never been sick since becoming a dream interpreter, became extremely heavy at this moment, like a patient with a severe cold.

The originally astonishing speed involuntarily slowed down at this moment, and could only maintain inertia and go down, and the speed was almost no different from that of ordinary people.

Mo Wen threw himself to the side, and the whole person immediately rolled to the side, and the dagger grazed his back.

Looking back at Zhang Zhiyong, whose face was pale and fell to the ground like a seriously ill patient, Mo Wen grinned lightly.

As the apostle of Helheim, the country of death, Helheim's apostle naturally brings the ability of death, although it is not possible to directly bring the other party into the underworld at this stage, but the other party is infected with death qi, and it is still possible to suffer from illness and weakness.

When the two talked before, Mo Wen knew that Zhang Zhiyong had bad intentions, so he asked Hela to prepare behind his back early, and released a lot of dead air in one fell swoop at the critical moment, which was the yin to the other party.

"Any last words?"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen got up from the ground and asked slowly, beside him Jing Yuan and the fat man also stood up, took out the pistol on their waists and surrounded them.

Zhang Zhiyong was trembling all over, although the troubles of lifelessness were rapidly dissipating, but looking at the muzzles of the few black holes pointed at him, he knew that he had no chance.

"Boy, the captain will avenge me!"

Struggling to get up from the ground, Zhang Zhiyong gritted his teeth and roared, at this moment, he was far more backbone than Luo Yi.

"Really?" Mo Wen blinked his eyes and raised the gun himself, although he admired this kind of hard bones, but in this kind of life-and-death situation, he would never show mercy.

"Wait a minute!"

"Stop!"

The two voices sounded at the same time at this time, but Mo Wen turned a deaf ear and directly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The hot bullet burst out of the barrel of the gun, directly through Zhang Zhiyong's eyebrows, splashing a large splash of blood, and the latter fell backwards with a frozen expression on his face, motionless.

Seeing this, Mo Wen let out a long sigh of relief, and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

Originally, Shen Yaxiang came in a hurry with Uncle Yang, and watched Zhang Zhiyong and Cui Ping fall to the ground one after another, the latter suddenly stopped in place in shock, only Shen Yaxiang smiled bitterly and walked over slowly.

The first voice came from her, and not far from Shen Yaxiang's side, the people from the military department were rushing here, but three of them were extremely fast, and they were already standing more than ten meters away from Mo Wen at this time.

Standing at the front of the three is a square-faced man who has never seen before, tall, sturdy, vest and trousers, wearing long boots under his feet, dressed like an American soldier in an arcade game, and another military dream interpreter who stayed behind is standing behind him with another person at this time, which directly explains the identity of this person.

Jiang Wei, the leader of the military department's search team, the second-level dream interpreter, made the second voice just now.

"Boy, didn't you hear me tell you to stop?"

Looking at the two subordinates who fell to the ground, Jiang Wei's face twitched slightly, and his eyes showed a fierce light uncontrollably.

Originally, everything was fine, he stayed outside while collecting supplies, while observing the movements of Mo Wen and a few people, so that he could come up with the best of both worlds and swallow each other, but Jiang Wei never thought that things would develop to this point in a short period of time, just carelessly, half of the ordinary soldiers under his command were lost, and the four dream interpreters also died, if this kind of thing was passed back, he would definitely be laughed off by his colleagues in the military department.

You must know that in the early stage of the world's integration into the Nightmare Realm, the risk is minimal, and in this case, he has died so many of his subordinates, which is undoubtedly a manifestation of incompetence, and he will have to eat and hang up after he goes back!

The surprise of finding a healing dream interpreter was completely ruined, and at this moment, Jiang Wei just wanted to tear these imps in front of him to pieces.

Smiled lightly, in the face of Jiang Wei's blatant killing intent, Mo Wen didn't pay attention to it at all, since Zhang Zhiyong had malicious intentions in his eyes and planned to snatch his car, the two sides were already enemies, if they didn't solve Zhang Zhiyong and the two first, they would be even more passive, and it would be even worse at that time.

"Captain Jiang, I don't know if you've heard of a saying, 'No one can control everything'! When you were hiding outside and preparing to calculate us, did you ever think that we could break your teeth? ”

Shaking the gun in his hand, Mo Wen said unhurriedly.

"-You!"

Jiang Wei was suddenly furious, but just as Mo Wen said, if it weren't for him and Zhang Zhiyong being too confident, they wouldn't have looked down on these newcomers at all, and things would never have developed to this point, not to mention that if Zhang Zhiyong didn't take the lead just now, but waited for him to come over and then take action together, then it would never be their people who fell to the ground now.

His eyes swept over the World Tree behind Mo Wen, and Jiang Wei said coldly: "Little ghost, do you think you can win me with a little trick?" A dream interpreter with a Nightmare Seed is not as simple as you think! ”

Mo Wenyan almost didn't laugh when he heard this, he glanced Jiang Wei up and down, and said playfully: "Yes, it's not easy, it took a lot of effort to kill one at the beginning, and I don't know if I can kill the second one now!" ”