"Kill!"

Wu Yong rushed all the way to the rotten crowd, and the attack of the senior rotten man who threw the plate was either blocked by Wu Yong, or after cutting off the body of the rotten man, he was caught by Wu Yong and thrown it at them, Wu Yong did not have the ability to throw the plate into a chainsaw, but the action of hitting the damage to anger these rotten people could not be more obvious.

So these high-level corrupt people who are still threatening from a long distance are not calm, in other words, if they can face Wu Yong calmly, the senior level in front of their title can at least be replaced by an elite.

Rushing up to punch up for a while, Wu Yong's whirlwind leg and sweeping leg double combination, it is simply a hundred tried and tested field clearing and anti-encirclement stunts, just like the charge God of War tornado in Fang Zheng's hand that he himself considers to be a classic, this is Wu Yong's classic.

Melee combat will abolish the ability of the rotten man who throws the plate, and after knocking over a few rotten people in a row, the strong rotten man who can throw the rotten man appears, but Wu Yong, as a melee output terrifying existence, may be more troublesome if he is harassed from a distance, but now that Wu Yong is close, how can their advantages still be played.

The perennial experience of beating those ocean pigs made Wu Yong, who was one meter seven seven, not the slightest discomfort in the face of a strong rotten man who was nearly two meters high, while elbowing the rotten man next to him to dodge the attack in front of him, after raising his legs, Wu Yong kicked his legs as quickly as a spring, and then the whole person was extremely physically exhausted but quickly recovered at the same time, he turned his whirlwind legs to sweep away the troubled rotten man behind him.

As if the back of his head had long eyes, Wu Yong didn't look at it and pounced directly in front of him who turned around, and the strong rotten man behind him directly smashed a rotten man next to him, no matter how the health of this ordinary rotten man dropped, he was going to work hard towards Wu Yong.

But Wu Yong will not waste another advantage of himself in addition to strength, that is, flexibility.

While casually attacking the rotten people around him, Wu Yong was not in a hurry to put them to death with a few violent damage moves, but like borrowing force to fight with strength, he took their hands and threw them in the direction of the attack when the rotten people waved their hands, or kicked out the crooked man's leg that was far inferior to his own action, although the damage was minimal, but it couldn't stand up continuously.

Moreover, Wu Yong's target was not the ordinary rotten people around him, but a few strong high-level rotten people who were strong but because of the influence of the rotten people, they were originally slow to move fast.

So although Wu Yong didn't seem to be making progress quickly, but the efficiency was unusually high, just after the rotten man who was able to command the roar to make the other ordinary people around him go berserk and attack the target together, Wu Yong knew the ability of this rotten man from Fang Zheng's side, so he directly pulled over the hand of an ordinary rotten man and stuffed it directly into his mouth, and before he could call out, a series of fast punches spun like a whirlwind to kill it in seconds.

When these three rotten people faced Wu Yong, it can be said that after being close to Wu Yong, with the help of the dangerous situation around them, they completely carried out a painful torture and killing, and the number of eighteen rotten people directly made the progress bar pass half under their own actions, and when they saw that the eighteen rotten people that Fang Zheng said before they sounded here, he should have made them, Wu Yong couldn't help it.

"Boy, shouldn't eighteen rotten people be eighteen rotten people, I'm only killing three now, why is it already half done?"

"You are still a member of the Great Heavenly Empire, don't you know that the content of our Chinese language is broad and profound!" After Fang Zheng shot the point that could control the rotten man, he continued to fight in a trance while also falling into thought, recalling that when he was going to be unlucky when he walked at night without bringing a few hot-blooded friends, Fang Zheng thought of a very possible possibility.

"It's like when you walk at night and meet someone who robs you, my brother subdued him and asked what to do, for fear of making an accident, so one person hit him twice and kicked him twice, but this is just a description, when you do it, it is definitely more than two punches and two feet, do you understand?"

"you, how can I figure out this example you said!" At this time, it was the time when the battle was critical, where could Wu Yong think about other things when he fought like Fang Zheng, and Wu Yong, who was too lazy to think about it, shouted when he heard that Fang Zheng was still in the mood to give himself distance: "Don't talk nonsense, just talk about the point." ”

"The point is what I said at the beginning, when the guy who robbed others found me, his friend because he worked in the back kitchen, usually didn't eat less there, and deliberately put his fingers into the dishes and rice when I went to the window to eat the buckle bowl that I often ate to disgust me, so I was angry at the time and scolded directly, so on weekdays, those who were not less than a few people with very poor character in the canteen were set on fire by the masses, if I remember correctly, the posts in the post bar were classified into six types of people."

"That's what it means!" Wu Yong is not stupid, but he doesn't have time to think about it at this time, the words are all here, Wu Yong of course also knows the meaning of Fangzheng, it turns out that Fangzheng's meaning is that eighteen rotten people are actually not eighteen people, but several kinds of people, but because there are too many such people, so Fangzheng directly replaced it with the number eighteen when he couldn't tell it.

Hearing that there were only six kinds of enemies, Wu Yong thanked: "Thank you, I will return this favor, I hope you don't trouble my unsuccessful brother after you go out, the two of us are not suitable for cannibalism." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not so narrow-minded, but the people around him are sinful, and I can't get used to them."

"I'll chase them away."

Seeing that Fang Zheng and Wu Yong formed an alliance so quickly, Old Jeff was also happy for Fang Zheng and Wu Yong in his heart, and the people who were dragged into the game by the gods were destined to fight those gods to the end, although many people did the same thing in the end when they became gods, but there is no doubt that Fang Zheng and Wu Yong's personalities would never give up if they did not overturn the gods of this world, so of course I hope they can join forces.

And seeing a big fat rotten man standing there and appearing without making a move, another rotten man who was thin but bent his body and knew at a glance that it was fast and very difficult just didn't do it, just scared himself at the beginning, Fang Zheng finally chose to take the lead.

A shot was fired at the thin, strong-looking rotten man, and after the square shotgun fired, he quickly pulled the lever to reload the bullet, directing the fire of battle towards several special rotten people.

And although the rotten people knew that they were scaring Fang Zheng just now, they were not smart enough to guess that Fang Zheng deliberately named these troublesome guys, and was provoked by Fang Zheng, and the big fat rotten man and the thin rotten man immediately rushed over.

"Hooked."

Seeing that after the two guys came over, the other few actually chose to stop harassing themselves, Fang Zheng was also happy to have less trouble, while continuing to shoot with a shotgun, Fang Zheng found that the IQ of the two rotten people was low, and the speed of the thin rotten man was very fast, so he rushed directly towards Fang Zheng, but the fat rotten man followed the action of the thin rotten man, and the two were side by side in a straight line.

But Fang Zheng was dodged by the thin rotten man when he aimed at the thin rotten man, and all the bullets hit the fat rotten man, but the fat rotten man just didn't know how to dodge, but was hit by a large number of bullets and let out an angry roar.

At this moment, a high-level rotten man who could control the surrounding rotten people appeared behind him, and all the rotten people rushed up with a shout, and the sixth type of rotten man also appeared at this time, but after he shouted, the rotten people around him did not rush up frantically, but just jogged over as if there was one more target.

"Be careful, those rotten people in the back are not acting right, it seems to be poisoned."

"How do you see that?" Asked casually, after Fang Zheng Zhan Yu waved away the extremely fast-moving thin rotten man, because he was heavy but not agile, he didn't hit the thin rotten man, but after such a long time of fighting to the death, Fang Zheng no longer naively thought that he could defeat some rotten people like he did at the beginning, and he was very powerful.

So Fang Zheng, who knows his strength very well, did not naively think that he could really be like the hero in the story, and the move was deadly, and he knew very well that although his attack power could always hit unexpected damage, it was actually because of the weight of more than ten catties, so he had long expected that his attack was not sensitive enough to be empty, and Fang Zheng had already prepared the launch of the pistol "Bang Bang".

Although the thin rotten man's movements were fast, he didn't expect Fang Zheng to wait for him after he dodged, and he was shot a few times when the big fat rotten man rushed over, and Fang Zheng didn't think that he could kill this guy, plus his movements were too fast, and if he dodged again, he would leak the gun and waste bullets, so when the rotten man behind rushed up, Fang Zheng's right hand holding the gun threw towards the big fat rotten man.

"Fack!" Seeing Fang Zheng's action of throwing the gun, Old Jeff's eyelids jumped, for so long Old Jeff has been paddling, only when he attracts monsters, he will shoot, or show off his penetrating gun skills, or hit a corner of the bullet to rub the rotten people is a group, as for Fang Zheng asked how he hit it, because he felt that although Fang Zheng was talented enough in shooting, but at this time, teaching Fang Zheng because of the lack of skill bonus damage is not high, it is better to let Fang Zheng learn his own spells.

But at this time, what shocked the old Jeff was that Fang Zheng actually remembered the old Jeff's own movements, and wanted to shoot a crooked gun according to his previous actions in this thrilling battle, how could the old Jeff not be shocked by the behavior of the other party in order to enhance his combat effectiveness and put himself in danger when he was in danger.

It's just that the bullet didn't bend because of Fangzheng's flick of the hand, and the old Jeff breathed a sigh of relief.

Also, in order to learn the arc ballistic, he spent a lot of time and effort, and several times he almost died in battle, if Fang Zheng learned it once, where would he put his face.