'Buzz ――――――'

The sound of the rolling shutter door slowly descending echoed in the chariot workshop, and the rear-loading roller shutter door located at the side door of the chariot workshop was falling little by little after Yang Yang pressed the close button.

Naturally, the living corpses rushed forward one after another, fearlessly scrambling into the chariot workshop through the broken windows on the side doors, but the crisp sound of gunfire stopped their intentions.

'Da Da ......'

The crisp sound of the gunshot brought about a living corpse whose upper body had just penetrated the shattered window of the side door, and whose lower body was still trampling in vain, and the flesh of the bones was deeply visible, and finally took away its twisted life.

After this living corpse, of course, there were all the living corpses in the city who wanted to follow the only one, and the side door of the chariot workshop poured into the workshop to feast, but the metal roller shutter door, which had been tightly locked in a muffled sound, was to no avail no matter how much they slapped.

"It's okay, they can't get in in a short time, how is Wu Fei?" Yang Chen, who had woken up before, asked Al who had just helped Wu Fei and entered a lounge in the workshop.

"I don't know, he locked himself in the break room and didn't let people in." Al carried the assault rifle he found in the workshop behind his back with one hand, and his tone was not only confused but self-reproaching.

"He'll be fine, he's the most admirable tough guy I've ever seen, don't blame yourself too much." Yang Chen patted Al's intact right arm and said with concern.

"Yes, the wind of death couldn't help him in the first place." Yang Yang was also on the side to convince him.

Of course, Wu Fei will be fine, he is in the lounge according to the method taught by the Demon Book early on, nourishing and recovering the wounds on his body with ordinary souls.

At this time, in the lounge, the mist glow of the soul was flowing softly on Wu Fei's body lying on the bed, as gentle as a lover's caresse, and the soul glow on several of the most serious wounds on Wu Fei's body was the richest.

"How long will it take?" Wu Fei asked the magic book in the sea of knowledge.

"Judging from the current situation, it will take at least ten hours to complete, but if you use including the one you just obtained, those two mid-level souls can be healed in three hours." The Grimome responded to Wu Fei's inquiry.

"You don't need to use a mid-level soul." As soon as Wu Fei said that, he began to concentrate on it, directing the soul mist to nourish and repair the wounds on his body layer by layer.

If the previous times Wu Fei had simply raised the soul mist and attached it to the wound, then this time Wu Fei became more experienced in controlling the soul mist, and kept circulating in the most severely injured places in a regular form instead of simply attaching it.

This method also made Wu Fei's wound healing speed faster layer by layer, of course, the succubus Isabel also broke the ripples of the air around Wu Fei from the void, and began to carry out the 'healing' that Wu Fei had previously carried out in the 'cold iron', and the licking of the succubus Isabel's fragrant tongue supplemented by the nourishment of the soul could make Wu Fei's recovery speed further accelerated, and the kind of enjoyment in it was also regarded as an 'extra bonus'.

It's just that when the succubus Isabel was 'healing' Wu Fei, the corners of her sexy lips always had a hint of cunning arc.

In the next 6 hours, although Wu Fei had locked the door of the lounge, Wu Fei could still hear the footsteps at the door of the lounge from time to time, as well as the sound of the urn outside the door.

Then, when Wu Fei only had some minor injuries left and was still recuperating and recovering, Wu Fei had already gotten up and put on his clothes and opened the door of the lounge that had been locked for nearly 7 hours.

Outside the door, there were Al and Yang Chen's father and daughter, who had been waiting there.

Farewell reunion, Yang Chen's eyes were full of gratitude, although he knew that Wu Fei was mostly here to save his brother Al, but after all, he and Yang Yang had been saved by Wu Fei twice, and Yang Yang and Al were surprised to see Wu Fei miraculously healed, but the world of the supernatural was strange, and the strangeness made this pair of wide-eyed men and women not suspicious.

"Brother, suffered." Wu Fei said and saw Elzigan's disappeared left arm.

"This is what Brother El cut down by that bad woman to save me." Following Wu Fei's line of sight, Yang Yang was full of tears and guilt when he saw Al's disappeared left arm.

"It's okay, the right hand that can pull the trigger is fine." Al touched Yang Yang's little head and said.

"Don't worry about your left arm, I'll find a way to restore it, but I'm afraid you'll have to oil it regularly or something." Wu Fei said with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and then turned around and walked through the stairs to the top of the chariot workshop first, without letting Al see his eyes more.

The building that originally belonged to a parking lot was transformed into a factory with everything from assembly to parts processing, and in the process of Wu Fei and others, the 'food' supply point of the 301 Tomahawk unit could be found from time to time, and the stump and internal organs of humans and a few beasts were placed in it at will, and the blood splashed during the 'processing' made all this more and more disgusting, and the air in the entire tank workshop was filled with a strong smell of blood and rancidity.

Silent all the way, when Wu Fei and the others arrived at the stairs leading to the top of the chariot workshop, they found that it was very narrow, and Wu Fei and Al and the others could only go up one after the other.

'Crunch--'

Wu Fei pushed open the only door leading to the top of the chariot workshop.

Under the dark night, the chariot workshop is surrounded by endless living corpses like an ocean, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the chariot workshop is an island in the ocean, but due to a series of cold weapon form defense measures such as the chariot workshop itself being transformed by the 301 Tomahawk troops, the living corpses want to climb up but can only finally fall back to the ground with their arms close to smashing, as for the power that can break through the defense of the chariot workshop and the tank-type living corpses, they can't squeeze through the sea of living corpses at all due to their slow and clumsy movement speed, And he could only keep his head up and roar angrily in the back of the sea of living corpses.

And in the middle of the line of sight, on the wall of a small dilapidated building covered on the top of the chariot workshop, was the corpse of the mutant Katyusha, which was completely cold to Wu Fei, who had been pierced through the left side of his waist and abdomen by the large knife 'Wan Jiang', and nailed to the wall that had been cracked by the tip of the knife.

At this time, the blackened blood was still flowing down the blade of the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals' that pierced the body, and along with the black blood, it flowed down the blade like a stream, as well as the corrosive gastric juice gushing out of the fissure in the waist and abdomen of the mutant Katyusha.

Wu Fei stepped forward, looked at the mutant Katyusha's unclosed but spread bloody eyes, reached out and grabbed the handle of the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals' and pulled it out with a snort.

'Poof! ’

After the large sword 'Ten Thousand Generals' was pulled out, the mutant Katyusha's mountain-like body fell forward and finally fell completely into the pool of blood turned by its own blood, and the internal organs that had been scattered slowly overflowed with the blood from the terrible rift in the waist and abdomen.

This scene also made Yang Yang behind Wu Fei finally couldn't help but vomit, after all, the contents of the mutated Katyusha ...... It's a lot.

Wu Fei also frowned slightly, and then shook off the black blood and corrosive gastric juice on the big knife 'Wan General', and looked at the blade of the big knife 'Wan Jiang' that was still bright without damage, Wu Fei's brows relaxed.

"It's time to get out of here, let's split up and gather all the flammable and explosive substances we can find, including grenades, and have a barbecue party." Wu Fei turned around and said with a smile, but this smile made the surroundings suddenly cold.