"Up!"

With a simple order, the battle lord in Fangzheng's left hand hung down beside him and watched the two undead skeletons in front of him rush forward, but these two skeletons were actually different from the ones they saw when they were thundering, and they were not as exciting as the skeleton warriors summoned before, but they had to resist hard if they didn't dodge.

Seeing that the two undead skeletons were about to be smashed, the bone knives in their hands suddenly lifted, and the knife light flashed together, and the attack of the apprentice rotten man who came over slowed down, and then the two undead skeleton archers beside Fang Zheng pulled their bows and shot, unlike the Fang Zheng bullet, after the bone arrow flew to the face of the apprentice rotten man, it was like a toothpick that had touched the cream and easily inserted it.

"Boom!"

A scorching fireball the size of a human head flew past Fang Zheng's face, and the high temperature burned the hairs on Fang Zheng's face, and the apprentice who was hit by a fireball was directly knocked back a few steps, although the damage of hundreds of points was not high, but the next moment Fang Zheng knew what the effect was when the high-temperature fireball in the game hit the person.

I saw that the numbers of 20 and 30 on this apprentice rotten man jumped faster than the second, and a large amount of health dropped rapidly, and at this time, the second fireball of the undead skeleton mage was also ready, and it was already flying towards the other apprentice rotten man.

"Beautiful!" Seeing such a vigorous output, Fang Zheng directly ordered: "Attack the target in front of the door, and the skeleton warrior will open the door and kill it!" ”

"Be careful when you go in, the two cooks will be handed over to me."

"Good!" After replying to Wu Yong, the old Jeff who heard Fang Zheng's words stood up at this time, fired his two guns again and again to kill the five apprentices who couldn't take care of the skeletons, and then rushed towards the iron gate with Fang Zheng.

Seeing the appearance of a new enemy, the two cooks guarding the door rushed over with shouts, but Wu Yong did not give them this chance.

"Fat people, your enemies are here!"

A hand that pulled a chef's back swing and kicked it towards the leg crook, Wu Yong's whole person dragged the chef's hand around when he was attacking himself at the beginning, looking at the big spoon in the chef's hand punching holes, Wu Yong hit the chef in front of him with a knee and let go of the bone just now, "click", it was definitely a broken arm, and he hit the arm of another chef headlong.

At this time, the skeleton warrior had already violently split the door, Fang Zheng passed by Wu Yong, who lowered his head, and Wu Yong grinned when he saw a thumbs up given to him by Fang Zheng.

The left hand held the shoulder of his head against the chef's arm, and the right hand tightly grabbed the hand holding the big spoon, and slid his head under the arm.

It's a pity that the rotten man doesn't know the pain, the two cooks each broke an arm, but they still continued to attack and kill Wu Yong, even if Wu Yong mastered the rhythm of the attack, they still did not forget their duty, that is, to guard this door.

Don't think that Wu Yong is so powerful that he will definitely not be defeated by a few low-level rotten people, after Fang Zheng rushed in with the five undead skeletons around him, the backward old Jeff reacted the fastest, and when the skeleton archer and skeleton mage attacked, he had already fired two shuttle bullets.

A few chefs standing on their respective counters only then looked towards Fang Zheng, opened their big foul and rotten mouths, and the cooks yelled at the kitchen supplies such as the handle of the cauldron, the handle of the big spoon and the knives in their hands, and the old Jeff saw this scene and quipped: "Look, the guys in their hands may be able to burst out, don't you want to go out and cook with blue quality pots and pans, so that those people envy you?" ”

"I'm sick to death, but I can see the large intestine in the pot, if you are willing to eat it for a while, it will burst out and let you eat fresh."

"It's a pity, it's useless for a dead man like me to eat."

In the process of Fang Zheng's speech, the two skeleton warriors attacked the chef closest to them at the same time, and after the two heavy blows, the chef's thousands of health points could not stand it, and then two arrows and a fireball flew away, and the old Jeff directly made up a shot to kill it in seconds.

"Boy, don't you still have four hundred and five mana points next, I want you to leave two hundred and five mana points for me."

"Why?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to attack quickly just now, then let's attack quickly, and I also let you know how powerful the gunners who use pistols in the future are."

As soon as Old Jeff's words fell, Old Jeff met several cooks, and the pistols in his hands were as vicious as two king cobras, and the bullets shot out one after another like snake bodies, knocking down the two chef rotten people who rushed over.

Let go and pull out the caliber of the giant elephant on his chest, the coin-sized muzzle roared like a giant elephant roaring, directly exploding half of the heads of the two rotten people in the back, and the old Jeff who shook his hand hard threw away the gun, but touched the outside of his legs again, and while pulling out the gun, the bullet was fired from the bottom to the top, putting down the two rotten people who had just fallen to the ground and the rotten man standing in front of him.

Jumping back and closing the distance between the chef and the later chef, the old Jeff unhurriedly pulled out one of the only two long-handled guns on his body from behind him, and slid the plastic grip under the shotgun, the old Jeff faced many cooks as steady as Mount Tai, and the muzzle of the gun spewed flames as if from hell, harvesting the lives of these rotten people.

The high output is like running water, if the damage played by the old Jeff at this time is counted, the old Jeff is definitely the MVP in this game.

But that's just the beginning!

The shotgun in his hand undoubtedly knocked the chef behind him either backwards or fell, but Old Jeff was only one person after all, and there were more than twenty cooks, and all of them had thousands of health, and the chef suit on his body could defend against long-range damage.

But the old Jeff didn't think they were so powerful, one foot from the bottom up, the old Jeff stood and threw out a one-word horse is simply neater than drinking water, and he didn't look at the chef who was kicked away by himself, the old Jeff shook his hands and squatted under the windbreaker, and the autumn wind swept away the leaves to sweep over the other rotten people, and the hands that flung back pulled out the modified submachine pistol behind his waist after squatting.

"Tart Tart ......"

The rapid rate of fire made the pistol attack more ferocious than a few shots, and just when the last bullet was left, Old Jeff used a strafing skill, and the upper limit of twenty-five rounds was turned into a two-gun burst of eight shots per second for five consecutive seconds by Old Jeff.

Patches of rotten people have eaten terrible damage, and if it weren't for the fact that the bullets hit this piece of rotten people evenly, the two rotten people would not have been able to bear these injuries.

Seeing that all the chefs in front of him fell to the ground, Old Jeff did not rush to kill, but picked up two pistols on the ground, and then filled two bullets in the empty magazine: "Look, how should the arc ballistics and suitable bullets be used!" ”

Seeing the rotten chefs get up, the retreating old Jeff's outstretched hands shook violently, and the two bullets flew out in a swirl, and the rotten man on an arc was pierced by the armor-piercing bullet and the bullet shot to the next one unabated, but before the bullet hit the head, the old Jeff's crossed hands shook off violently, and the two bullets made an opposite arc.

At this point, all the chef rotten people in front of Old Jeff fell, and Wu Yong, who heard the gunshots at an abrupt halt, thought that something had changed, and rushed in after solving the two chef rotten people.

Looking at the old Jeff who turned around and put the gun behind him in a handsome windbreaker, Wu Yong, who saw the corpses covered on the ground, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Thinking that he had just spent a minute to kill the two chef rotten people, Wu Yong also wanted to come in to see what would happen to Fang Zheng in the face of more chef rotten people, but at this time, the pride and pride in Wu Yong's mind were like touching an egg on a stone, and the eggshell was broken on the spot.

"This ......" wanted to say something, but his throat was a little dry, and Wu Yong didn't know what to say.

Still Fang Zheng broke the silence and said: "What are you doing in a daze, there is still a rotten chef left, are you here or am I coming?" ”

"I ...... It's better for you to come. I wanted to rush up, but when the old Jeff stepped on a bullet shell and walked over, Wu Yong didn't know why it was like feeling a mountain, although it was invisible, but it was like a tangible way to overwhelm himself, although the old Jeff quickly put away this momentum, but Wu Yong was still shocked in his heart.

Seeing that Wu Yong was speechless in shock, Old Jeff patted Fang Zheng's shoulder and asked with a smile, "How is it, are you satisfied with this quick attack?" ”

"Satisfied." With a sigh of relief, Wu Yongqiang suppressed the depressed feeling in his heart, and Wu Yong felt as if he had returned to his childhood at this time.

When he was able to call his eldest brother in the sixth grade as the second grade of primary school, Wu Yong's fifth-grade eldest brother was already able to split bricks empty-handed. And Wu Yong was training the martial arts at home with his head bored, and consulted with his father's masters of various genres, and when he was able to knock over a few adults in the first year of junior high school, Wu Yong's eldest brother had already returned home with medals in martial arts competitions.

I wanted to catch up with the eldest brother again and again, but I found that the distance between the two was not only not close, but the gap was getting bigger and bigger, and Wu Yong felt like facing a high mountain.

At this time, the sense of oppression that the old Jeff gave Wu Yong made Wu Yong recall this memory in his heart, thinking about the whereabouts of his eldest brother who didn't know where to go a few years ago, Wu Yong has always wanted to prove himself in front of him, but will he be like he used to be, when he is stronger, he has become his unworthy existence?

The depression in his heart made Wu Yong's whole person suddenly cold, seeing what the old Jeff was going to persuade himself, Wu Yong waved his hand and did not speak, but came to the iron gate, blocking one rotten man after another, not knowing what he was thinking.