"Here we are, no less than ten."

Old Jeff's eyes and his sharpness, you can clearly see the number of rotten people in front of you by sweeping through the rotten people, and those rotten people are just squeezed over, those are casually coming over, those are coming on purpose, you can see at a glance that ordinary people are not as efficient as old Jeff.

"Be careful!" Seeing that a few more plates were thrown over, Old Jeff said while shooting at a few rotten people with the gun in his hand: "Hit a few people who threw plates first, and the other few don't seem to be throwing things!" ”

So when Fang Zheng turned over and dodged a few dinner plates and was about to shoot, he saw a few rotten people being thrown directly over, and Fang Zheng could feel that the face of the old Jeff who was invisibly slapped in the face must be hot.

Directly and quickly shot down the rotten people on both sides, Fang Zheng unconsciously began to imitate Wu Yong's behavior, combined with the instinctive fighting technique that was gradually fusing with Fang Zheng himself, Fang Zheng kicked the rotten man's calf and made it fall towards him, and at the same time held the handle that extended out of the battle royal to stabilize the bracelet support only with his left hand, directly stabbing the rotten man to the heart.

You don't need much physical strength, you just need to do it yourself, then the judgment will automatically determine the maximum damage dealt by Fangzheng, and the maximum attack power that can only be hit by hitting with all your strength will also appear.

At this time, another dinner plate was thrown over, this time Fang Zheng did not dodge, and directly used the meat shield in front of him to block the disaster, so that the side asked Old Jeff not to make a move as much as possible but to respond in the rear, Fang Zheng held the shotgun and rushed up directly.

A shot blasted in and grabbed the rotten man who happened to come over next to him, a high-level rotten man who looked not small and two meters was smashed towards Fang Zheng, although there was not much damage after being hit by the rotten man before, but the physical strength disappeared a lot of experience told Fang Zheng that if he was hit by the rotten man in front of him, his physical strength would not drop by three or five points, so Fang Zheng took out the battle in the body of the rotten man in his hand and slid towards the back.

I want to stay away completely, but Fang Zheng is a little unwilling, so he retreats? Don't you try it, if you feel how much physical strength you will lose when the rotten man smashes over, and how much damage will this rotten person suffer?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's left hand Zhan Yu Fist heart upward, and he really stabbed towards the rotten man who smashed over by feeling, but his left arm felt a leak, and Fang Zheng retreated again to avoid the smashing of the dinner plate and the rotten man, and drew out the sword that directly pierced the rotten man's chest.

"Attention, another rotten man I haven't seen before has opened his hands."

"What are you afraid of, can he still spit fireballs?" As a joke with Old Jeff, the seemingly innocent rotten man didn't really spit fireballs, but he roared as soon as the rotten man who threw the plate and the rotten man who threw the rotten stopped.

It's like a desperate roar of a candidate who didn't take the college entrance examination in the college entrance examination, and the ordinary rotten people who were wandering around followed and shouted, and the result was that this group of rotten people rushed directly towards Fang Zheng like wild cats in estrus, at this time, there was no restriction that the long-distance rotten people would not come as long as they were not attacked, they seemed to be ordered to rush over.

"I said who are the eighteen rotten people you said at the time, and why are they all of them?"

Hearing the words of Old Jeff on the side, Fang Zheng didn't have time to say more, in this dangerous situation, he could only enter the serious mode.

With a shake of his right hand, he replaced the pistol, and Fangzheng's fingers that pulled the trigger did not stop, and he made a circle from left to right, but the old Jeff was secretly said by Fangzheng's marksmanship that had risen a lot in his level, and it turned out that Fang Zheng's shuttle bullet was shot out just now, and each shot hit a rotten man.

At this time, Fang Zheng is limited by his own attributes, and it is definitely impossible to plan everything on the battlefield to perfection, and he can do it without letting his bullets miss out and take into account the next actions, and what Fang Zheng has done is already the best.

While retreating, he changed into a shotgun and shot directly at the rotten man on one side, and retreated in front of the other side, although Fang Zheng couldn't kill the endless stream of rotten people one by one, but as long as the rotten people in front of him were in his own control, as long as he could deal with them calmly, then everything would not be a problem.

In the face of these rotten people who surrounded him, Fang Zheng only needed to stand alone with the rotten man in front of him when he retreated, and the situation at this time was simply the same as when his physical strength had not been greatly limited before, and he only faced the rotten man in front of him on the high platform.

Thinking of his own control of power at that time, Fang Zheng, who didn't know how to plan, simply emptied his spirit, recalled the battle scenes he had seen, recalled the scenes when he kept watching Wu Yong's battles before, and recalled the fighting instinct in his body that seemed to be deep in the bone marrow.

His eyes opened suddenly, and just when Old Jeff thought that Fang Zheng would continue to retreat, Fang Zheng did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward directly.

Left-handed Warrior - Sticks into the throat of the rotten man, and attacks the rotten man on the right side as he pulls it to the side, holding the pistol tightly in his right hand on his left arm, and the shot pierces the rotten man's eye socket next to his mouth.

Fang Zheng's posture and standing position with his hands crossed at this time were already very dangerous, as long as the rotten people behind him pounced on each other, once Fang Zheng's physical strength was emptied due to resistance, then all of Fang Zheng's goals and Fang Zheng's God Butcher plan that Fang Zheng didn't have time to see would all become useless things.

When I thought that I was struggling, my relatives, friends and people who were worried about me were struggling like me, and they needed them just when they needed themselves, the anxiety and concern in Fangzheng's heart stimulated more hormones in Fangzheng's body, doubling the speed of Fangzheng's heart in an instant.

A scientist who has studied for the US imperialist military pointed out that although it is generally believed that a fast heart rate will shorten life expectancy, a fast heart rate can increase people's attention and enable people to respond accurately to sudden things around them.

Why do children have a faster heartbeat than normal people, because in the natural world, underage creatures have not yet been able to protect themselves, so they need a faster heart to sacrifice their own life, to be alert to the occurrence of dangerous situations around them, this scientist has also interviewed many soldiers on the battlefield, many people who are lucky to survive in the face of emergencies and make the fastest response, and the result is that their hearts beat too fast when they encounter danger.

Fang Zheng didn't remember many things in the back, but what Fang Zheng remembered most clearly was the result when a neon swordsman participated in his experiment in order to make a name for himself in their dojo, this swordsman seemed to be very calm on the surface, and his heartbeat seemed to drop suddenly for a moment, but when a bullet came towards him, the swordsman's heartbeat exploded three times the normal value in an instant, and he cut off this bullet.

At this moment, Fang Zheng seemed to have given up his control of his body, and he thought of many things in his heart, thinking about his heartbeat suddenly accelerating, commenting on why his body would not attack them after slashing two rotten people with his backhand, but kicked at the rotten man in front of him, kicking more rotten people away, blocking them, and then attacking the previous rotten man.

At this time, Fang Zheng seemed to be playing a game from the perspective of a third-person god, but in an instant, Fang Zheng returned to his body, and his mind came to mind because he flashed left and right, sweeping the position and performance of the rotten people behind him, so he guessed how they would attack.

For a while, Fang Zheng realized something, stopped his smooth movements, and directly raised the pistol and shotgun alternately to design the rotten people in front of him, and at the same time emptied the more than twenty rotten people and only one-third of them, he began to digest the inspiration that flashed in his mind just now and the cognition of his own instinct.

"Although it seems like I'm like an unpredictable prophet, able to make the best way to deal with it, and there are almost no mistakes in every move, why didn't I do this in the first place when I faced the more powerful elite rotten thunder, but it took a period of adaptation to do this?"

This thought appeared in their hearts, Fang Zheng wanted to think deeper, but the eighteen rotten people behind him would not give Fang Zheng a chance to become stronger, of course, they didn't know that Fang Zheng was studying their own problems because of their attacks, they only felt that if Fang Zheng finished solving the rotten people in front of them, their attacks would not work, and they would have to let them shoot like before, so they quickly attacked Fang Zheng.

"Attention, it's a new type of rotten man again, this time it's the fat rotten and the thin rotten guy!"

There were a bunch of thoughts in his mind, Fang Zheng had to pay attention to the amount of bullets he used, to pay attention to how the rotten people in front of him reacted, and to see how the previous rotten people were behind, to see what the new rotten people were, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be a little panicked, but Fang Zheng would never have a headache about these things.

Because Fang has to pay attention to a lot of things when playing games, he has to think about his own health, mana, rage, potions, the same configuration on the opponent's body, the skills of both sides and everyone's position, so in the case of many problems, Fang Zheng is like what Old Jeff said, Fang Zheng also has his own instincts.

That is, to be able to train yourself in a short period of time like a machine, to classify these in your mind, and then to make the most suitable way to deal with it according to your feelings.

So Fang Zheng gave up continuing to attack the rotten people in front of him, but guessed that they would not be any threat for a short time, and then his eyes swept over the several rotten people who rushed over, including those who threw dinner plates before, those who threw rotten people, and those who could order the rotten people to attack together, a total of five different types of high-level rotten people rushed up.

Looking at the unhurried heart as if he had already made a decision, and did not want to ask for help from his Fang Zheng at all, the old Jeff saw that the whole person of Fang Zheng showed a blank expression before, but he exerted his body's instinct for a while, thinking that Fang Zheng was able to master the road to the master so quickly, the old Jeff was looking forward to the other party even more: "Boy, what will you do if it is so dangerous next?" ”