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"You seem to be overestimating, my Mr. Demon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Wu Ming muttered to Furukawa, his voice so low that he could barely hear himself, "Just those two monsters, it's good that the two of us can deal with one together." ”

Furukawa smiled faintly, and there was some bitterness in that smile: "So you suggest that we avoid them and sneak around?" ”

Wu Ming nodded, somewhat unconvinced: "We don't deserve to be hurt on them, after all, they are not our target...... And the current conditions of the war are extremely unfavorable for us, and I don't even have a decent weapon at hand. ”

Furukawa obviously knew that even if Wu Ming could use that old-fashioned pistol at will, he might not be able to cause any trouble for that monster, because its movements were too fast, obviously exceeding the limits of humans. If you really want to fight, even if you can win the battle in the end, injuries will definitely be unavoidable, especially now that this competition is beginning to stalemate, half of the mutant zombies who survived are not ordinary, once they find that there are two supernumeraries lurking in the arena, maybe they will join hands to unite with the outside world, in that case, even if Wu Ming is temporarily issued with a medium-sized magnetic cannon, he will not be able to escape the tragic situation of being beaten to death.

"I agree with your suggestion." When Furukawa said this, he had already begun to observe the route of the breakout, "Actually, there may be a major conspiracy hidden behind this competition, and it is a pity to give up the opportunity to pursue it, but ......"

"You don't have to regret it, there is always a chance to pick it up again, and we still have important work to do." Wu Ming interrupted Furukawa's analysis.

Digging out the organizers behind this mutant zombie race, that is naturally an important task, no matter what the purpose of the scientific madman, its harm is self-evident, but in any case, this is at best just a prank by some megalomaniac, since there is a preliminary understanding of the horror of these mutant zombies, there must be a way to deal with them, and follow the vine to find out the real culprit behind the scenes, it is not a difficult thing at all, and when the time is ripe, find a way to investigate. But getting rid of Abai and retrieving the Ark of the Covenant is a top priority, and it is the only way out that can be thought of to deal with Chita at the moment.

As this zombie race progresses to the middle stage, more than half of the mutant zombies have disappeared, and there are some loopholes in the large area that was originally blocked, and it is not impossible to sneak down, but you need to be careful to avoid those cameras controlled by ordinary zombies, so as not to expose their whereabouts and attract the attention of the people behind the scenes.

There seems to be an excellent breakthrough in the northwest direction, where there was originally a camera dead end, and most of the seven or eight mutant zombies lurking there have been killed, and now there are only one or two left, and the strength is obviously weaker, if the steps are lighter and avoid startling the snakes, it is still very likely to escape smoothly, and once you break through that corner, and then slide down the rocky slope, you will quickly reach the foot of the mountain, or in a few minutes, you will get out of this arena.

Furukawa was also moving his face to that direction, and there was no doubt that in the choice of this breakthrough path, he tacitly coincided with Wu Ming.

"That's it, you can find your foothold, right?" Wu Ming slowly stood up, took a step over there, dodged the camera fixed in the zombie's hand, and confirmed Furukawa again.

Furukawa also stepped over, it was not difficult for him to walk among the rocks, but what he cared about most was the soft sound made by Wu Ming when he landed: "Please keep absolute silence, we can't make a move if we can." I have a feeling that they don't want this race to be disturbed by outsiders. ”

Wu Ming was already very careful, and he was sure that unless it was a ghost that would be lighter than himself, no living person would be able to do it better than himself. Of course, Furukawa may be an exception, the blind man seems to be able to float in the air, as light as a ball of cotton.

The life-and-death struggle in the arena continued, but the strength of the current survivors was relatively close, and several fights were in a state of stalemate, such as the battle behind the boulder on the east side, which had been flying sand and rocks, and Wu Ming even saw a tail that was broken in the air.

They were indeed zombies transformed from animal corpses, and if they weren't for that, they would never have shown such incredible speed and strength. It is no wonder that the 35th Mobile Division has tasted several defeats in the Sahara Desert, if it has not grasped such information in advance, and still looks at those monsters with old eyes without any preparation, no matter how well-armed and equipped, it will inevitably suffer.

Carefully bypassing a giant rock, Wu Ming and Furukawa were smoothly approaching the intended location. In the bushes not far ahead, there should be a mutant zombie hiding in it. It has been lurking on the edge and has never attacked, which has allowed it to survive. But since it's blocking its way, it's unlucky.

Wu Ming glanced around, and gently picked up a sharp stone, as long as he got closer, about two or three meters, he could hit it with one hit, no matter what kind of monster it was, he was guaranteed to make its head bloom.

But just as Wu Ming tightened his muscles and was about to roll his arms fiercely, his shoulders suddenly sank, and before he could turn his head to observe, a black shadow flew over in the air.

"Whew! Syllable! ”

The sound of the skull shattering instantly reached his ears, and Wu Ming's original target had already fallen to the spot.

It was a bizarre zombie, with the upper half of its body faintly recognizable as human bones, and the lower half of its body seemed to be patchworked, perhaps one leg had been replaced with a cow's hoof, and the other side along with the abdomen was more like some kind of bird.

In front of the side of the broken corpse, Wu Ming could feel the powerful aura, standing in place, as if he was looking at its results, and he might also have ulterior motives.

It's the big guy!

Wu Ming immediately distinguished, it was the ruler of the battlefield in the upper half of the region, the most powerful mutant zombie.

It moved so fast that it came from 50 meters away, as if it were only in the blink of an eye. Thanks to Furukawa pressing Wu Ming behind the rock in time, otherwise he would inevitably encounter that monster, not to mention snatching the battle merits, I am afraid that he would immediately fall into an extremely passive danger!

Furukawa gently waved his fingers, signaling Wu Ming to hold his breath and not make any noise, the katana was already in his hand. He seemed to sense that the monster might have something to do, and he was ready for battle.

The monster moved, little by little, approaching the rock where Wu Ming and Furukawa were, and at the same time let out a strange cry, somewhat similar to a cold patient trying to cough up thick phlegm in his throat, rough and full of anger.

Exposed?

Wu Ming was sure that he didn't, because his breath was well controlled, and the previous series of movements did not make any sound, unless the monster reached the unprecedented realm of zombies, and it could still retain its sense of smell, it would definitely not feel its existence.

Sure enough, the monster stopped, and judging by the shadows reflected on the ground, it was slowly turning to the north side. There was another contestant hiding over there, his breath was a little scattered, and he was probably planning to flee in the wilderness.

Wu Ming leaned out slightly and glanced cautiously.

He saw it, it was a panda!

As Furukawa perceived, it was a big and strong guy, and although it was a little clumsy, it must contain unimaginable energy under its tall and strong body. The left half of its face was rotten, revealing its white bones, covered only with a few broken furs, and the right half of its face was still intact, and anyone would have been fooled by its cute appearance if it hadn't just taken out many of its opponents.

It clutched a round wooden plank on its left front paw, like a shield made from the lid of a local family's pot. On the right front paw, he held a piece of bamboo more than a meter long, the front half of which had been split into pieces and was stained with filthy corpses.

It had a red ribbon tied across its forehead, which looked like a brave samurai, but it was clearly not its own attire, but it was probably the logo made for it by the organizers behind the event, because it had a label sewn on it that neatly read "Fighter One".

Without a doubt, it is the number one favorite for this event.

It is the most powerful, and it has high hopes from the science maniac, and it is time to emerge from this melee and kill all its opponents.

It's just that the name is a little confusing - the Resistant? Could it be that the madman of science, who had suffered from the injustice of fate, intended to create such a scourge to avenge humanity?

Resistor 1 remained still, as if hesitating to attack the frightened contestant, and there seemed to be an obsession with it turning around and coming behind the rock to see what was going on.

It may have been that the massive head had caused its dark neurons to develop to a certain extent, thus greatly increasing its ability to perceive, otherwise it would never have done so.

Wu Ming shrank back, and adjusted his feet slightly, so that he could exert his strength at any time. He noticed that Furukawa seemed to have tightened his muscles, and the katana was gently raised.

Although there are no words, let alone eye contact, the tacit understanding between the two has been formed.

If this battle cannot be avoided, the attack must be extremely accurate, because once it is entangled, the inferior strength and speed will be irreparable, and it can be seen from the posture of its back that it has not yet determined the exact location of the potential enemy, and while its movements have not yet been adjusted in place, it will kill it in one fell swoop, and then rush down quickly, and the situation can still be said to be under control!

Hold your breath, be quiet, and get ready to shoot......

At this moment, the classic mono-audio tune of "Nokia Song" suddenly sounded from Wu Ming's arms:

"Tick Tick ......"

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