"It's crazy!"

In the dock square, Leng Hanyan looked at the scene in front of him and muttered, his face full of shock.

I saw a three or four meters high erection in the middle of the square, standing proudly in a container on the left and right, ten green vines surrounded it on its crown, the trumpet-like corolla at the top of the vine continued to spray green light clusters, the dense light clusters swept in all directions like machine guns, just a blink of an eye, the wave of zombies that had just surged towards this side was blocked, one after another zombies were hit in the head, and fell in a pool of blood.

Round after round, never stopping, never getting tired, the green tongue of fire seemed to last until the end of time, and there was no sign of stopping.

700、710、720······

Standing beside Leng Hanyan, Mo Wen looked at the watch in his hand and counted silently, ignoring the zombies that were close at hand, as if the other party was just here to send meritorious deeds, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

The people in Bauhinia looked at him with complicated expressions, and they only felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be born for this nightmare space, bold and careful, calm and composed, not like a newcomer at all.

In fact, in a sense, in front of the juvenile World Tree, they are more like newcomers to be taken care of.

I saw Mo Wen's finger lightly swipe on his watch, and his exploits were instantly reduced by 700 points, and instead a shoulder-resistant bazooka and two rockets popped out in front of him.

"Sister Wen Jing, go on! There's a big guy over there, get rid of it! ”

Pushing the weapon to the bespectacled girl without hesitation, it was obviously a valuable thing, but there was no attachment in his eyes, as if he had not worked hard to give it away.

As if confirming his words, there was a muffled sound from the container not far away, and a four-meter-tall berserker overturned the two stacked containers together, and then strode over.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took over the bazooka and rocket, but her eyes were aimed at Leng Hanyan.

The latter hesitated for a moment and said, "Mo Wen, the exchange price of the rocket is too expensive, and it is not cost-effective to use it to fight the Berserker, so let me come!" ”

However, Mo Wen shook his head, "No, it takes a lot of you to deal with a berserker, and we are now gradually advancing towards the center of the square, even if there is no greedy wolf, it is very dangerous, and you need the strongest to maintain your physical strength!" ”

"But—"

Leng Hanyan wanted to speak and stopped, as a veteran, how could she not know that Mo Wen's choice was the safest, and it was also the highest from the perspective of the team's cost performance, but she didn't contribute but took things, and her skin was not so thick.

Seeming to see her concerns, Mo Wen smiled and said, "Sister Wen Jing's eagle eye has an aiming bonus, and her strength is enough after training, you can't let the fat man and the school committee use this thing!" They are not afraid of hurting themselves, and I am afraid that they will waste their merits! ”

After that, Mo Wen glanced at the two people standing behind him, the fat man returned a middle finger, and Shen Aoqing gave him a blank look, then pulled Wen Jing's arm, and said coquettishly: "Sister Wen Jing, you can use it quickly, you can use two rockets and there is one left, if you change us, there will be nothing left, the berserker is coming over, you hurry up and do it······!"

Wen Jing was a little moved, and looked at her captain, as a dream interpreter whose talent was biased towards assistance, she had little resistance to such a powerful weapon.

Seeing this, Leng Hanyan sighed lightly, so he had to nod.

Wen Jing got permission and immediately happily put the bazooka on her shoulder, and after loading the ammunition, she half-knelt on the ground, aiming at the rampers who were approaching step by step.

This kind of rough-skinned zombie is a natural enemy at this stage from a certain point of view, and the shell of the heavy hammer shooter hits the opponent in a short period of time and does not cause fatal damage at all, but unfortunately after all, it is only a primary special type zombie in the cold smoke, and in a burst of white smoke, Wen Jing's rocket bombarded the upper part of the chest, and the head flew out.

Looking at the figure of the berserker slowly falling to the ground, Wen Jing clenched her fists excitedly, this thing was also the first time she used it, although she was confident in herself, but she was really relieved after the results came out, and at the same time, she took her eyes and looked at the watch in Mo Wen's hand, and clearly saw that her name had increased by a hundred points, and she was even more happy.

"I'll give you back this feat!" Seeing this, Leng Hanyan couldn't say anything more, so he had to say apologetically.

However, Mo Wen waved his hand indifferently, "Miss Leng doesn't have to be like this, we are a team, and enhancing Wen Jing's strength can also make us survive better, if you really don't want to go, wait for you to exchange your merits for ammunition!" ”

"And if I want to earn merit, it's actually easier than you think!"

Without warning, Mo Wen took out his pistol and fired several shots more than ten meters in front of the right.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The place where the bullet flew was obviously empty, but it was strangely as if it had penetrated something, and there were blood splatters, and the blood with the smell of decay was directly sprinkled on the ground, and then before Leng Hanyan could react, five of the ten heavy hammer shooters turned around, followed by another volley.

Syllable! Syllable!

With the sound of several heavy objects colliding one after another, a pale and withered zombie fell out of the empty place, its skin changing color like flowing water, gradually changing from transparent to dark, and its head was smashed flat by a heavy hammer shooter, and the brains inside were sprinkled on the ground.

"Lurkers!"

Leng Hanyan's pupils shrank suddenly, she turned her head to look at Midfield who was sitting on Mo Wen's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "Your apostle is really powerful, even zombies can sense it, it's just one yard to one yard, I still have to find a way to repay you for the merits you owe, after all, with your strength, if no one drags you down, it is not impossible to collect 10,000 merits!" ”

Mo Wenzheng looked down at the merits on his watch, but when he heard this, he retorted, "You mean to exchange that Nightmare Seed?" I think that's a trap, the kind where whoever touches it dies! ”

"Think about it, 10,000 merits is to kill 2,000 zombies without consumption, and it is the kind that can only be shot by one person, even if there are companions to cooperate, it is very difficult, and during this time, the opponent can use the merits to exchange a large number of arms, and it may be very difficult to win under the advantages of the other."

"Furthermore, the power of the Nightmare Seed is reflected in the potential rather than the instant combat power, if you give Miss Leng your mutant seed, are you sure that you will be able to kill Li Jun on the other side?"

Leng Hanyan was stunned for a moment, at first she saw Mo Wen frantically advancing to brush points, she thought that the other party had taken a fancy to the nightmare seed, but she didn't expect that the other party didn't think so in her heart at all.

"Then don't you think you're working so hard now? In terms of efficiency, our side must be faster than the greedy wolf, we just need to take our time! ”

Mo Wen was silent for a moment, and then said a little dullly: "It's true that our time is not tight, and the more we drag it out, the more beneficial it will be for us, but Miss Leng, don't forget, the longer the time drags on, the greater the possibility that Xiao Hei will be exposed, and then he will die!" ”

Glancing at Luo Xiaoming, who had a cold face at the back of the team, Liu Wei, who was tied, and Liu Na, who was tied with gauze on her legs, Mo Wen added: "And there are many potential threats on our side, and it's not just the Blues who have a lot of dreams!" ”

It just so happened that at this time, the last zombie that came over nearby also fell to the ground, and Mo Wen took a deep breath and recalled the World Tree Yuktrahir, which quickly changed from a big tree to a seed like a rewind movie, and then flew back into the former's hands.

"Advance another 50 meters, Fatty, School Committee and Miss Leng, get rid of you, wait and help me buy a few more minutes!" If possible, I'd like to have enough feats to deal with greedy wolves when it's dark! ”