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The dead fat man sat on a paralyzed bicycle, facing a crowd of three or four hundred corpses, Ling Feng had only one thought, run!

Although he is super powerful, he can't deal with so many living corpses, if he doesn't run, once he is surrounded, there will be death and no life.

Shout!

Lean forward and kick your feet. Ling Feng was as agile as a cheetah, and he rushed away.

"Brother! Wait for me ......"

Behind him, there was the shout of the fat man Jin Fugui. Ling Feng turned a deaf ear and fled for his life.

It's not that he's selfish. The situation in front of him can't be thought about too much, and protecting himself is the key.

Wide road.

Two men, one in front of the other, ran desperately. Thirty meters away, hundreds of living corpses screamed and chased after them.

With Ling Feng's physique, his speed was definitely better than that of a living corpse. With the strength of his legs, he gradually widened the distance between himself and the corpses.

Jin Fugui is miserable. He had been hanging from a telephone pole for several days without eating or drinking, and his physical exertion reached the limit. Coupled with the weight of the body and the slow speed, it didn't take long to be thrown away.

The back of the 'master brother' is getting farther and farther away. The living corpse monster behind him is getting closer and closer.

Jin Fugui's fat face turned pale. He knew very well in his heart that in this case, the 'master brother' would never come back to save him.

As for himself, his strength had been drained and he was weakened, and he could no longer move.

"Mother, Fugui'er can't go back to see you...... Take care of yourself! ”

A butt slumped on the ground. Jin Fugui covered his face and wailed, waiting for death to come.

Just when he was in despair, the sound of 'boom' explosions kept ringing out. When he opened his eyes, he saw a figure standing in front of him, pulling out tin cans from his backpack bag and throwing them.

Big brother!

My brother!

When Jin Fugui saw the visitor, his spirits were lifted.

"Dead fatty, don't get up yet...... Run! ”

The person who turned back was none other than Ling Feng. He didn't plan to get into big trouble for an acquaintance. However, when I heard the other party shouting in despair, the sound of 'old lady' touched my heart inexplicably.

Subconsciously, he turned back to the rescue.

The iron cans and explosives in the backpack were lit one by one and thrown out. These explosives were all made not long ago, and they were originally reserved for use on the road in case of trouble, but they were all taken out at this moment.

Not to mention, the iron can, which is similar to the effect of an incendiary bomb, exploded and burst into flames, immediately blocking the approach of the corpses.

Jin Fugui also reacted at this moment, got up, took heavy steps, and ran for his life out of breath.

Five minutes!

This was the time Ling Feng gave him. If within five minutes, this fat man can't escape far, even if he wants to save it, he will be powerless.

After all, the power of the iron can explosives was limited, and after all of them were thrown, although they played a certain role, it didn't take long for the fire to weaken and the corpses approached again.

Kill!

Ling Feng had already expected it, and he drew his spear with his backhand, his eyes revealing infinite battle intent, and he rushed straight away.

The spear is like a dragon, sweeping in all directions. The pace is like electricity, and it keeps moving back and forth.

Ling Feng actually sniped the forward of the corpse group with the strength of one person, unable to approach half a step.

At the same time, fighting with all his strength is also a great drain for him.

Just a few minutes.

There were dozens of more living corpses on the ground. Ling Feng's chest rose and fell, his forehead sweated, and his snort gradually became heavier. Turning his head to look, he couldn't help but scold: "Dead fat!" ”

In almost five minutes, the fat man only ran six or seven hundred meters. If he retreated at this moment, he would still be chased by the living corpses.

Gritted his teeth.

Ling Feng crossed the spear in his hand and continued to fight against the corpse group. Since he made a move, the good man did it to the end, and he would do his best to save the dead fat man from danger.

Another three minutes passed.

Ling Feng's back was sweaty, he was out of breath, and most of his physical energy had been consumed. Turning his head, the dead fat man was gone, and he should turn around the road.

Almost!

In his estimation, the distance is far away, and although the sense of smell of living corpses is sensitive, it is difficult to lock on to the target.

Therefore, it is time to retreat.

Burst!

Holding a spear, one pierces the head of a living corpse on the left. When he withdrew his hand, Ling Feng quickly retreated.

Originally, according to his prediction, even if more than half of his physical energy was consumed, he would be sure to get rid of the corpses. Who would have thought that a small stream of living corpses would come around from across the road and block the back road.

As a result, Ling Feng was attacked on his back, and his figure was quickly overwhelmed by the corpses.

Regardless of whether it is a single soldier or a group action, it is most taboo to be surrounded. There are living corpses in all directions. Ling Feng knew that if he wanted to rush out, it would be difficult.

No matter how difficult it is, you have to rush!

He wanted to live, he didn't want to be food rations for these monsters.

Shout. Ling Feng swung his spear and swept and smashed, his footsteps did not stop, and he rushed towards the rear.

The fighting spirit is high, and the fighting spirit is like a tiger.

More than a dozen living corpses were smashed and stabbed to death by him, and everywhere he passed, he was invincible.

However, there are too many living corpses. This side was cleared, and there was immediately a supplement next to it, firmly trapping Ling Feng.

This is definitely a mortal threat to Ling Feng!

As time passed, the spear in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his steps became more and more stagnant. Ling Feng felt that his physical strength was about to run out. Looking up, the surrounding corpses were black and pressing, and there were at least two or three hundred.

Kill them all?

It's no longer possible. With limited manpower, he can fight the corpse group alone and kill nearly 100 living corpses, which is already the limit of his physical fitness.

Strange roars kept coming. There were living corpses in all directions, baring their teeth and dancing claws, rushing straight forward.

Ling Feng tried his best, but he could only resist, and he could no longer rush out.

His eyes revealed a touch of despair. In this case, the chances of escape are slim to none.

"Dead to the streets!"

I couldn't help cursing in my heart. If it weren't for the fat man, he wouldn't be in prison.

Do it, never regret it!

There is also no time for him to think about it. The crowd of corpses around him was surging, and they had already surrounded him.

"I can't die!"

Although his body had been maximized, Ling Feng's will did not waver in the slightest, holding a spear, yelling and screaming, fighting to the death.

Sweat wets the whole body. The physical strength seems to have been squeezed dry, and there is not half a drop left. Ling Feng staggered, brandishing his spear to prevent the living corpse from approaching.

However, at one point, a sturdy living corpse came straight from the side and slammed the spear with its palm.

Syllable!

Ling Feng was close to running out of oil and the lamp was dry, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and the spear fell to the ground with his hand out of his hand. The man-like sturdy corpse roared, fingers flexed, fangs bared, and swooped down.

At the moment when the spear was taken off, Ling Feng's body was unstable and shaky. Looking around in his eyes, his hideous and distorted faces, he was inexplicably afraid in his heart, and extremely unwilling.

Family, friends...... There are still many unfulfilled wishes.

I can't die!

A loud roar. Ling Feng, who was originally exhausted of his physical strength, raised his arms high, looking like crazy. At the same time, his chest was inexplicably hot, the blood in his body was boiling, and the wisps of power spread, instantly spreading all over his body.

"Get out of here!"

A punch to smash it. With a 'snap', the sturdy living corpse that approached, its head was directly blasted to pieces.

The power of this punch is far stronger than before!

Ling Feng didn't feel it. At this moment, his chest was like a volcano, erupting with endless hot lava flows.

The blood is boiling, the eyes are red, and there is no enemy in the eyes!

The mind is confused, and the whole person seems to have fallen into a crazy situation. Intuitively, Ling Feng at this moment was even more violent than a living corpse, rushing to kill......