"Xinyan, Zhao Boyuan is injured, you go in and help him bandage it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zhang Chen came to the outside of the bar and hurriedly spoke at Xin Yan, who had been concentrating on shooting. Although it has the lethal rocket artillery in Liu Weiqiang's hands, the weapon is troublesome to reload and cannot be fired continuously, which causes the distance between the mutant army to be shortened a lot. He could even smell the faint rancid stench wafting through the air, and the dense cold, sloppy crimson pupils.

Xinyan ran to the bar in silence, as if Zhang Chen didn't exist at all.

"This little girl ..... crazy about smoking."

Zhang Chen thought about it carefully, but lowered his head and sighed. Liu Weiqiang's shout came from his ears: "Zhang Chen, don't be stunned, it's hard enough for me to be alone, what time is it now?" Also, the baby mutant is still there, right? ”

"It was past 12:10 p.m., and there was less than an hour left before five hours. Thanks to you, she's still there, but ah......." He reached for a cigarette from his pocket. He rarely smokes, because he is not used to the choking smell and because it is not good for his health. This pack of cigarettes was bought in the Scarlet City, it was very cheap, and it was also the only brand that Zhang Chen smoked.

The matchstick exchanged for the blood weapon streaked a bright red in the air, and the starlight illuminated the silhouette of his side face clearly.

"Zhao Boyuan was seriously injured, and Xinyan had already rushed over. The Doctor secretly sent a mutant to save his daughter, and two CIA agents were killed as well. It was Zhao Boyuan who did his best to kill that mutant......."

Zhang Chen was silent, and the resolute side face and the pale green takeaway casual clothes appeared in his mind. In the next second, he replaced his hand with a red micro punch, which was the MP5 used by Zhao Boyuan before, and fired wildly at the huge crowd of mutants in front of him, which was like a huge wave.

After Liu Weiqiang heard the news of Zhao Boyuan's injury, this man who usually looked very informal, this fat man who had always been regarded as a slot by them and still kept smiling at all times, silently returned Zhang Chen's bazooka to him, materialized a center of gravity machine gun himself, and learned the appearance of a soldier on TV, his two-hundred-pound body fell to the ground with a bang, and he pulled the trigger frantically without hesitation.

He wanted to vent the anger in his heart in his own way!

Without the threat of rockets, the large army of mutants became faster in the blink of an eye, and the intertwined figures were often mixed with the spectacular scene of limbs flying around and corpses crowded. The mutants, like ordinary people, let out a miserable hiss after being shot, their bodies swaying from side to side involuntarily, and then falling down in response, their red pupils gradually losing color.

Rather than being manipulated by the Doctor, perhaps this is the best way for them to get out.

But it was just one or two of the many mutants, and many more charred figures would step on the poor ghosts that had fallen to the ground and step over their corpses, moving on.

The distance between the two sides has been shortened to five meters!

The delirious mutants seemed to regard Zhang Chen and the others as delicious food, and spread their slender hands like wooden sticks, scrambling to rush towards the location of the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, the front row of mutants had surrounded them in a semi-encircled shape.

"Zhang Chen, fat man, I have a question."

"If there's a fart, let it go!" The MP5 submachine gun bullet in Zhang Chen's hand changed shuttle after shuttle, and he wished that he could have two more hands now. Quickly knock out the five or six mutants that came at you, said impatiently.

"......What do you say," Liu Weiqiang calmly controlled the heavy machine gun, and the fierce tongue of fire that erupted from the muzzle of the gun smashed the nearest mutant on the opposite side into pieces, "If we are bitten by those ghosts, will we become zombies like in the movie?" Or, like them, reduced to a tool manipulated by the Doctor? ”

His tone was like that of those mutants who fell in the rain of bullets, revealing an inexplicable sadness, similar to the living treasure in the eyes of the four people in the past.

"Who knows?" Zhang Chen said a word in his heart, and the moment he put down the MP5 submachine gun, several mutants had already come to him with their teeth and claws, and they grinned at the latter's head like hungry wolves.......

Liu Weiqiang turned around suddenly, only to hear a sharp bang, and the few mutants who were close to Zhang Chen were cut in half by the waist, and the lumpy gravel twitched twice on the ground and then lost its life. He has a high-powered chainsaw in his hand, somewhat similar to the one in the road to survival, the sawtooth rotates and makes a harsh noise, as if it is about to crack people's eardrums.

"We don't need to know, Liu Weiqiang, there is still half an hour, live! You must live! After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he waved the chainsaw in his hand. It works well in this close-quarters combat, cutting through mutants' fragile parts as if they were cutting through pieces of paper. It's just that the weight of half a Gatling really makes him a little scrambling.

"Isn't this a chainsaw in the road to survival?" Liu Weiqiang glared, and immediately exchanged it, I don't know if it was because of the exchange of strength talent or the fat man's own physique, he used the chainsaw to cut the mutant with great ease. Basically, those ugly mutants were cut down to the ground before they could even get half a meter into his body......

The number of mutant crowds did not decrease because of Zhang Chen's four-hour killing, on the contrary, looking along an entire street, the endless black oppressive figures were like a long river of pitch black, and the blood red of the stars and the low wail of the grumbling were like the embellishment of death, making everyone who came into close contact with them terrified.

Outside the main entrance of the bar, the gray smell of death was everywhere, and in the two semi-circular encirclements, Zhang Chen and Liu Weiqiang were panting and waving the chainsaws in their hands, every muscle pull meant that a few mutants would fall, but it was useless at all, and another group of mutants would be replaced immediately, their speed was faster and their mental state was better. Gradually, the fatigue wheel tactics began to work, and the physical strength of the two of them could no longer support it!

Kill..... kill..... kill!

Repeating these words mechanically in his mind, the blue shirt on his upper body was torn into a refreshing summer style by mutants from all directions, and there were two more clear cuts on his shoulders, and all parts of his body seemed to be suffering a fatal blow. I don't know why, Zhang Chen's mind is now full of thoughts not about how long he will become one of those mutants who fall to the ground in the next time, he is thinking about the two buddies in the bar:

Xinyan is probably still upset about the embarrassment between the two, girls around twenty years old are like this, there is really nothing to do with her; What about Zhao Boyuan, are you still alive? It's also a big person, but his personality is still like a child, what a heads-up, the dignity of a man, now it's okay, I'm going to put my life into it. What a bunch of unassuming guys.......

But it is precisely because of you that I understand the meaning of life, it is you who make me realize the trust of my companions, and as a captain, I can do something now!

Absolutely!

At this moment, Zhang Chen felt that something in his body was released, his body was full of strength again, and the pain in various parts of his body was not as sensitive as before, but instead there was a feeling of lightness. The body, the chainsaw in his hand, and even the air became insignificant in his eyes, and everything seemed to be in slow motion in Zhang Chen's eyes, becoming extremely slow.

"Break through the physical limit, increase muscle strength by 10 points, increase nerve reflex speed by 10 points, and raise the rookie level to F-level medium ......."

A series of bewildering mechanical voices echoed in his mind, and at the same time, the scenery around Zhang Chen returned to its original state, and mutants from all directions rushed towards him.......

This is......

Feeling the amazing force of the hand that was clutching the chainsaw, Zhang Chen was taken aback. Why does it feel like the weight of this chainsaw is so much lighter? It used to take two hands to barely raise it to the waist, but now it can be done easily with one hand.

Just as he was slightly stunned, a short mutant jumped up from in front of him and pounced on him with a hideous face. Zhang Chen subconsciously threw a punch, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was in the air, and hit it hard in the stomach.

The next moment, something unexpected happened. The little mutant who had been punched in the abdomen let out a terrible scream, and the entire small body flew upside down seven or eight meters away, crashing into the four or five mutants that were swarming from that direction, and disappeared into the sea of people in a blink of an eye.

Liu Weiqiang was stupid when he killed the mutants next to him, and in his impression that Zhang Chen's fist did not have such a powerful destructive power, he immediately asked:

"Zhang Chen, what's going on with your fist?"

"I don't know, but there was an inexplicable voice in my head just now, prompting me to get what muscle strength points, and it became like this."

Zhang Chen replied inexplicably, only to discover a terrifying fact: the sharp fangs and claws of those mutants could no longer penetrate his skin.