"How did you know my Doomsday Table contact number?"

Pressing the reply button on the end of the table, a few words popped out between Lin Feng's teeth.

The contact number in the eschaton table is unique, just like a person's identity card, which is absolutely confidential. If you don't take the initiative to inform the other party of your Doomsday Table contact number, no one will know.

Just like the kidnapping incident that happened in the Wolf Warrior Base before, at that time, because Lin Feng had just come into contact with the Doomsday Table, he didn't know that accepting the mission could be anonymous. Therefore, when he accepted all the tasks of delivering antibiotics and medicines, the name of the Sanshetang mercenary group was displayed.

Even so, others could only see the name of the mercenary group, but they couldn't see the contact number of Lin Feng's Doomsday Table. And the reason why the wolf warrior was able to kidnap Dong Wu and Dou Yuxin was because of the mission that led them out, rather than finding them directly through the doomsday table.

But at this time, the money manager was able to know the contact number of Lin Feng's Doomsday Table, and sent a message directly. While making Lin Feng angry, he was also a little shocked.

The Doomsday Table does not have a voice call system, but what Lin Feng said can be directly converted into text through the Doomsday Table's conversion system, and sent to the other party's Doomsday Table through a message.

"Door master, you still underestimate the strength of the chime door, you open it slowly first, and then talk to you in detail when the place comes."

Not long after Lin Feng's news was worried, the news of Manager Qian came again.

While dodging the zombies that kept appearing on the road ahead, Lin Feng briefly glanced at the information in the doomsday table in his hand.

After a little thought, Lin Feng understood.

If what Manager Qian said before was true, there were more than one million Qimen disciples in the entire Shenhua Kingdom, and there were people of all professions, so there must be many Qimen disciples in the Nanshan base. Manager Qian was able to call so many cultivators soon after he first met Lin Feng, which showed that the strength of Qimen in the Nanshan base was definitely not small.

When Lin Feng first entered the Nanshan base to register for formalities, he once left the contact number of the Doomsday Table. In this way, it is likely that Mr. Qian found it through the guards at the gate of the base. But how exactly he found out, Lin Feng didn't know. As the head of a sect with millions of people, he must have his own methods.

It seems that this money manager is really going to entangle himself and not let go, thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly.

At the same time, Lin Feng's speed did not decrease. Dong Wu and Dou Yuxin in the back opened a slit in the windows on both sides of the rear seat, and the barrel of the gun was extended halfway so that they could shoot in an emergency.

The rented place was not far from the Nanshan Base Hospital, and although he had to constantly avoid the zombies on the road and the fleeing pedestrians, it took Lin Feng less than ten minutes to come to the vicinity of the rented place.

Suddenly, Lin Feng braked suddenly, and stopped the car abruptly. Fortunately, the stability system of the luxury car is better, otherwise the people in the back may rush to the front.

Lin Feng saw that there was a huge zombie more than a hundred meters in front of him, nearly three meters in size. Although he couldn't see the specific appearance from a distance, Lin Feng could see that the zombie's arms were extremely thick, like a hammer.

There were two cars in front of the zombie, and the zombie jumped up suddenly after smashing a car with a punch. It fell directly onto another car, and the huge weight directly collapsed the roof of that car. There was a scream in the distance, apparently that there were still living people in the car. But after such a jump of the zombie, it is estimated that eighty percent will not survive.

After destroying the two cars, the zombie looked towards Lin Feng's car. There was no one here at this time, and the roar of Lin Feng's large-displacement car obviously attracted the attention of the zombie.

Level 4 zombies!

Seeing the size of that zombie and its thick arms, Lin Feng was sure that it must be a fourth-level zombie. Only mutated level 4 zombies will appear in this form.

Not all the zombies in this world have been promoted from ordinary zombies to high-level zombies little by little, most of the zombies may rise to a higher level after a period of time, or after eating more humans. However, this is not always the case in the last days, and there are exceptions.

Just like the talent of human beings, there are very few people in human beings who are highly gifted and able to become cultivators when they enter the last days. And some zombies, when they experience the apocalyptic rain, will directly be high-level zombies, and even a very small number of people will directly mutate under the baptism of the apocalyptic rain.

The zombie in front of Lin Feng should have mutated under the rain of the end times and was directly promoted to a fourth-level zombie. It's just that the odds are extremely small. If it weren't for the fact that all of them were high-level zombies, wouldn't the human race have perished a long time ago, and there would be no need to wait until the end of the world for three years.

I didn't expect such a small chance, and now Lin Feng has also encountered it. Lin Feng couldn't help but secretly say why he was so unlucky today, first he ran into the money manager who was endlessly pestering him, and then there was a doomsday rain, who had been in the hospital well, but now he had to come out to deal with the zombies. And now that he had encountered a powerful fourth-level zombie, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel that his good luck had been overdrawn, causing bad luck to come one after another.

But at this time, Lin Feng was not allowed to think too much, and after the fourth-level zombie found Lin Feng's car, he rushed towards this side. Despite their huge size, the speed of a fourth-level zombie approaching a three-meter height was not slow at all. The speed at which he rushed towards Lin Feng was like an adult race.

The 100-meter dash takes less than 10 seconds. If Lin Feng didn't react, then that level 4 zombie would soon rush over.

Seeing the fourth-level zombies rushing over, Lin Feng didn't have time to turn around, so he hurriedly hung the car's gear to the reverse gear and slammed the accelerator. The large-displacement engine emitted a powerful torque, and Lin Feng's car quickly retreated backwards.

But what no one expected was that the four cars of Manager Qian, who had been following Lin Feng's car and wanted to catch up with Lin Feng's car, chased after him at this time. And the first one was the car that Mr. Qian was riding.

"Bang!"

Because Lin Feng wanted to retreat quickly, he stepped on the accelerator very deeply. And in order to chase Lin Feng, Manager Qian's speed is not slow. When the car over there saw Lin Feng's car retreating, it was already too late. Lin Feng's car collided with Manager Qian's car.

"Are you sent from heaven to harm me?"

As soon as he turned his head, he found that the car had been hit, and through the windshield of the car behind him, he saw the slightly bloated head of Manager Qian, Lin Feng popped out a few words from between his teeth, and said viciously.

In this case, Lin Feng even had the heart to kill the other party.