Kongxian County, Hongxing Development Zone, Rhubarb Beef Combined Processing Plant, the back door of No. 1 warehouse.

The sound of fighting is indirectly continuous, everyone is red-eyed, swords are coming and going in the chaotic crowd, people are constantly injured, and people are falling.

"Moo......"

Each of the mutant big yellow ox in the bull riding class was resisting the strong attack of three or four second-level martial artists at the same time, and finally one of them let out a tragic roar and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahh

At the same time, a soldier who was fighting with his wounds suddenly screamed in pain, and his body began to tremble violently. He only felt a splitting headache, and his whole body was somewhat uncontrollable.

It was this moment of distraction that flashed in front of his eyes, and he became a different head.

"Xiao Mao!"

This slain soldier is very familiar to Zhang Ben.

Just when Zhang Ben gave him a cigarette, he shyly refused and said that he wouldn't. Zhang Ben also joked that he wanted him to learn more and practice more, saying that smoking is the same as fighting, and it is good to get used to it.

Seeing Xiao Mao die tragically in front of him, Zhang Ben couldn't help but shout in distress, and the Huaguang Type 56 submachine gun in his hand spat out wildly.

At this moment, his eyes turned red, as if only enemies were left in front of him.

Zhang Ben shot with hatred, poured all his mind into the submachine gun in his hand, and soon had a strange feeling in his mind.

It seems that the route of each bullet after firing can be controlled for a short time with the cooperation of consciousness, and even slightly offset the direction!

Zhang Ben's sudden realization was so terrifying in the eyes of the enemy, because after the bullet was shot out of the barrel, it was like having eyes, and it could drive into any tricky angle.

He had obviously moved to dodge outside the shooting range, but the next moment, there would still be bullets galloping and shooting into his body.

"Haha......"

Zhang Ben was ecstatic in his heart, this emotion could not be described in words, he yelled excitedly, "I understand, this is the improvement of firearms talent!" ”

A row of ten people guarded the back door of the warehouse, and after a chaotic battle, there were only five people left and two mutant cattle in danger, while there were about twenty people on the other side.

Zhang Ben's sudden frenzy changed the entire battle situation in an instant!

You have a knife, I have an axe, if everyone fights with strength, no one is afraid.

However, being hit by a stray bullet and dying in vain, this is also too wronged for his own life!

The enemy is eager to grow two more legs right now, so that he can better escape for his life.

They either died, or they panicked into the opening of the warehouse next to them, and after just five or six seconds, there was no living enemy at the back door of the warehouse.

"Let's go!"

After Zhang Ben's strength skyrocketed, he was full of spirits, waved his big hand, and took the lead in turning around and walking into the warehouse behind him.

At this time, Zhao Hongbin was single-handedly attacked by Guo Wenchen and the short young man.

Originally, the remaining seven or eight platoon soldiers and three or four mutant big scalpers were under the siege of three times as much, and only three people and two mutant big scalpers remained.

Guo Wenchen unabashedly glanced at the short young man, who nodded, turned around and walked out of the battle group.

While!

Syllable!

Guo Wenchen wielded a black big knife, with four or five iron rings penetrating through the back of the knife, and swung it towards Zhao Hongbin, making a loud noise.

The sound of weapons colliding continued, Guo Wenchen became more and more shocked the more he fought, originally he thought that Zhao Hongbin was just the strength of a second-level martial artist, and when he fought with himself, he was at most comparable.

He never expected that Zhao Hongbin's every attack contained strong force, and after he took three or four moves, his arm was already numb.

It's no wonder that Guo Wenchen doesn't know that his own force can be instilled into weapons to increase attack power. Therefore, in the face of Zhao Hongbin at the same level, he will feel that he has more than enough heart and not enough strength.

Zhao Hongbin was eager to kill the enemy, Guo Wenchen's eye contact with the short young man just now, he saw it clearly, and knew that the other party must have done something indiscriminately.

As the saying goes, what you are afraid of comes, and what worries Zhao Hongbin will soon come as scheduled.

"Little girl! Where to run? ”

The short young man broke away from the battle between Zhao Hongbin and Guo Wenchen and pounced directly on Zhao Junjun in the corner.

"You're a bad person!"

"Big bad!"

What the short young man didn't expect was that Zhao Junjun was not only not afraid at all, but raised the weapon in his hand and shouted at himself again and again.

Although there are simple words such as "bad guy" and "bastard" over and over again, in front of everyone, he still can't let go of his face.

"Little girl, if you dare to scold Lao Tzu again, I will let you die without a corpse!"

Zhao Junjun was small and flexible, which made the short young man pounce, and he scolded angrily, "In the last days, people's surnames are annihilated, where is there anything reasonable?" I can kill you, but of course you deserve to die! ”

Zhao Hongbin listened to these words completely, although he was anxious and worried about Zhao Junjun's safety, it was a pity that he was entangled by Guo Wenchen and could not be separated.

"Die!"

He was finally worried about his daughter's safety, and after finding the fighter, he frantically instilled force into the weapon, and slashed towards Guo Wenchen with a loud shout.

Guo Wenchen's moves were old, and he couldn't hide under his feet, so he had to hurriedly raise the iron ring and big knife to block.

Bang dang!

Poof!

Two sounds sounded in succession, Guo Wenchen stared in disbelief at the only half of the weapon left in his hand, and then looked down at his chest.

He couldn't figure it out until he died, how could Zhao Hongbin, a second-level martial artist, suddenly burst out with such a powerful attack power?

The bloody wound on Guo Wenchen's chest was so eye-catching, and then the heart-rending pain came like a tide, and before he could let out a scream, his eyes suddenly went black and he became unconscious.

Zhao Hongbin gasped heavily, and the crazy consumption of force in his body made his strength only two or three percent of his peak state.

However, he didn't have time to rest, so he hurriedly turned around and rushed to his daughter's aid.

Although Zhao Junjun is not tall, he is only half a head lower than the short young man.

I don't know when she was promoted to the strength of a second-level martial artist, and she was able to barely parry the continuous attacks.

However, Zhao Junjun is young and weak after all, and it is already remarkable to be able to do this step.

Her left arm, which appeared to be injured, now drooped as if she was unconscious, swaying back and forth with the movement of her footsteps.

Zhao Hongbin ignored the two enemies who rushed behind him, and the huge plate axe in his hand flashed with black light, slashing directly at the back of the short young man.

When the short young man heard the majesty of the axe behind his head, he rolled around without thinking about it and dodged to the side.

Poof!

Poof!

Zhao Hongbin's body shook suddenly, and pieces of blood mist flew behind him.

After the two enemies succeeded in one blow, they raised their weapons again and wanted to take the opportunity to slash Zhao Hongbin to death on the spot.

Bang!

Bang!

However, after two gunshots, the high-raised weapon "clanged" and fell to the ground, and both of their heads were shot through the bloody hole almost simultaneously.

Until they died, they didn't see clearly where the bullets were fired.

"Brother Zhao, hold on!"

Zhang Ben's voice came from a distance in the direction of the back door of the warehouse, but because the goods blocked the real line of sight, he couldn't see Zhao Hongbin's situation, so he could only rush over desperately after shooting two shots to save the emergency.

"Hehe, I don't think you can wait for help!"

The short young man was slightly stunned, and understood that this was the best time to kill Zhao Hongbin, otherwise, it would be too late.

He chuckled twice, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and proudly walked towards Zhao Hongbin, who was seriously injured.

"Daddy!"

Zhao Junjun's little face turned red, and he tried his best to support the crumbling Zhao Hongbin.

Mom had already left him at the beginning of the end of the world, and Zhao Junjun did not allow his father to leave in front of him again.

"Little girl! Die with your dad! ”

The short young man's eyes radiated a bloodthirsty glow, and he roared angrily, and the weapon whistled.

Zhao Hongbin suddenly leaned over and hugged Zhao Junjun, reached out and took out a light yellow piece of paper in his pocket, and slapped it vigorously on himself.

At that moment, the pale yellow piece of paper disappeared, and a layer of pale yellow light flashed on the surface of Zhao Hongbin's body.

He used the primary vajra talisman that Li Xinyu gave him.

As a primary consumption talisman, the primary vajra talisman does not need to be infused with aura, and after use, it creates a protective layer on the surface of the user's body.

Within ten seconds, it can resist three attacks under the third-layer cultivators of the Qi Refining Period, and at this stage, it is simply invincible.

The short young man looked at the weapon in surprise, no matter how hard he tried, but at a distance of four or five centimeters from Zhao Hongbin's head, the blade could no longer move an inch.

Zhao Hongbin used the only strength left in his body to flip the huge black plate axe and slash at the short young man's thigh.

"Junjun, kill him!"

Zhao Hongbin supported his body with an axe, panting heavily, pointing to the short young man lying on the ground not far away, and said to Zhao Junjun with a hesitant expression, "Don't be afraid, he can't hurt you now!" ”

Zhao Junjun was silent when she heard this, her left arm was injured, and she carried a black machete in her right hand, walking towards the short young man step by step.

At this moment, the bloodstained Zhao Junjun, in the frightened eyes of the short young man, was like a trainee god of death, killing himself to complete the first trial task.

Just when the short young man fell to the ground just now, the weapon came out of his hand, and one leg was almost cut off, so he was no longer Zhao Junjun's opponent.

"No, you can't kill me! You can't ......."

Looking at Zhao Junjun, who was getting closer and closer, the short young man's hands kept supporting the ground, moving his heavy body, trying to fight for a chance to survive for himself.

After Zhao Junjun took two steps slowly, as if he suddenly remembered some sad past, a terrifying cold light shot out of his eyes, and he did not hesitate to speed up his pace.

She turned a deaf ear to the short young man's pleas for mercy, raised her black machete high, and used all her strength as if to vent something.

Poof!

The sharp blade slashed through the short young man's chest, making an ugly sound, and blood suddenly spurted out, splashing Zhao Junjun's face.

"Thank you for making me understand the cruel reality of the last days!"

Zhao Junjun wiped it vigorously in front of his eyes with the back of his hand, and said to the corpse on the ground with a slightly trembling voice, "As you said, there is no reason in the last days. I can kill you, but of course you deserve to die! (To be continued.) )