The Demon Habitat Swamp is not opened by his own family, and if others want to come, it doesn't matter to Zhou Zheng.

The clothes were covered with water, and Zhou Zheng went up to the rock, originally wanting to find a place to rest and deal with lunch. Since there are people, Zhou Zheng didn't stay here long, and stayed away a little, on a small hillside, this is to change the wet clothes.

This small hillside is facing the swamp below, and what you see here is like a lake.

They found firewood and grass and lit it to form a fire.

There was a metal shelf in the backpack, Zhou Zheng took it out directly, put it on the fire, and then put a small pot on it, took out the water and poured it. Using a hunting knife to cut slices of meat into the pot, and then throwing in some spices, Zhou Zheng took out a bamboo chair and walked comfortably on it.

"Hehe, this kind of day, among the martial artists, only you can enjoy it."

With a thief's backpack, Zhou Zheng can't do it at all, like this Demon Swamp, who will enter with a chair and so on?

Risking death to enter the Demon Habitat Swamp is for cultivation and hunting, not for coming in to enjoy.

In the small pot, there was a burst of fragrance after a while.

Distance.

Finally, a group of people appeared in the jungle, wearing armor, and cautiously appeared at the edge of the jungle.

After confirming that there were no mutant beasts, the group of dozens of people seemed to be discussing something, and then set up camp in the area where the swamp and the jungle were connected. They carried a lot of tools, a small camp, and it was quickly built, very simple.

Zhou Zheng's eyes narrowed, and it could be seen from this camp that they would not stay for too long.

A tight team with a division of labor.

Several skilled warriors left the team and disappeared into the jungle, presumably acting as sentinels.

The dozens of people in the group did not make any noise, they were eating, and they did not swagger to cook rice like Zhou Zheng, but gnawed on dry food.

Zhou Zheng just glanced at it a few times, and then lost interest, anyway, it had nothing to do with him.

The pot is boiling, the meat slices inside are tumbling, the meat of this kind of jungle leopard tastes good, tough with a special meat aroma, and the taste is even more evocative under the seasoning. Recalling the desperate strength when I first saw the jungle leopard, who would have thought that in a year's time, it would have been his own pot of Chinese food?

served a bowl, and Zhou Zheng feasted on it.

……

"Captain, you see, there is a situation."

A warrior was observing the swamp with the help of a telescope, observing the place where the horizon was crossed, and happened to see Zhou Zheng on the hillside.

This one discovery was a jaw drop.

In this wilderness, a warrior sat on a bamboo chair and ate ...... Fire disaster? It's a day, is it because I am hallucinating? After careful confirmation, this warrior knew that he was definitely not dazzled, but real.

Tang Tao took the binoculars, and as his subordinates pointed out, he soon found Zhou Zheng who was leisurely eating broth.

Raising his eyebrows, Tang Tao said: "Lao An, we came here, did we leak the news?" ”

An Jianguo, who was known as Lao An, shook his head and said, "Captain, it's impossible to leak the news, this person should have appeared here early in the morning." ”

Tang Tao nodded, there were other martial artists in this area, which made him a little uncomfortable, he had always been domineering, but he couldn't tolerate his hunting plan being affected. Suddenly, Tang Tao's eyes were cold, and he said, "Mouse, go and see if the other party is a person and what level." ”

A short warrior of about 1.6 meters showed a faint smile, stuck the bayonet he was playing with into his waist, and said, "Captain, wait for my news." ”

"Whoosh!"

The diminutive warrior disappeared into the camp and into the jungle.

The name of the rat is not because of his shortness, but because of his speed and superior reconnaissance ability.

The distance between the two sides was not too far in the first place, but in a moment, Zhou Zheng found a green blood bar approaching him. His eyebrows raised slightly, Zhou Zheng didn't care too much, he appeared here, and the other party should reconnoitre.

Soon, the rat approached and clinged to the trunk of a tree, without making a sound.

If it weren't for Zhou Zheng's thief's vision and the ability to see the blood bar, he might not be able to find the trace of this mouse.

Zhou Zheng was suddenly gone, still feasting.

With the strength of the thirteenth stage, it is impossible to hide that a martial artist who is higher than himself, and Zhou Zheng is not afraid of them seeing it.

"Captain, a warrior of the thirteenth rank."

The rat debriefed and then quickly moved through the woods, expanding the range of the reconnaissance. More than ten minutes later, he appeared again on the edge of the hill where Zhou Zheng was, and reported again: "Captain, no one else was found, the other party should be alone." ”

Tang Tao, who received the report from the mouse, was stunned.

"A thirteenth-stage martial artist who ran to the Demon Habitat Swamp is surprising enough, Nima, and now he is still alone, when this Demon Habitat Swamp is his own back garden?" Tang Tao couldn't laugh or cry a little, and then scolded again.

I have dozens of people in a team, and the minimum is a sixteenth-stage martial artist, and I still need to be cautious and walk on thin ice.

The man who was found now was fine, alone, sitting so leisurely on a bamboo chair and brushing slices of meat, drinking steaming broth. In contrast, these people can only gnaw dry food and drink cold water in the camp, and this gap is ...... This also made Tang Tao a little angry.

Thinking of his hunting plan, Tang Tao gritted his teeth and said into the walkie-talkie: "Mouse, you look at him, I'll send a few more brothers over to kill him." ”

In the new world, it was originally a world of the jungle.

The world in the wild is even more cruel, black eats black, and mutual plots and killings abound. I don't know how many teams and warriors have disappeared into this world so silently. Without a complete set of order, who cares about the death of a warrior?

It is this kind of environment that breeds I don't know how much madness.

In the wild, the danger comes from mutant beasts.

The mouse's eyes flickered, and he lowered his excited voice: "Yes, captain." "It's not the first time he's done something like this, so he's naturally familiar with it. In fact, he somewhat thought that the captain was too cautious, a thirteenth-stage martial artist, he alone could send the other party on the road in a few moves.

It's just that the rat thought that since the other party could enter the Demon Habitat Swamp, he must have something extraordinary, so he didn't dare to be too careless, and quietly shrank on the trunk of the tree.

"Huh!"

Zhou Zheng suddenly chuckled, and the blood bar of the approaching martial artist turned from green to red.

There is only one possibility that will make the health bar transform.

"You want to kill me?" Zhou Zheng shook his head slightly, it seems that this team is not a good type, otherwise it would not just come up and do it directly.

Distance.

The four warriors who had received Tang Tao's order moved in the direction of Zhou Zheng, they were extremely experienced, and they moved quickly in the jungle without making any sound. After a few breaths, the small hill where Zhou Zheng was already surrounded was already surrounded.

The rat came out of the trunk where he was hiding, held the bayonet directly in his hand, his eyes half-squinted, and his face with a sense of relief.

The seventeenth-stage mouse, when facing a thirteenth-stage martial artist, is indeed described as relaxed, and even said that in the heart of the mouse, he simply disdains Zhou Zheng.

The other four warriors also came out of the woods and surrounded Zhou Zheng casually.

Zhou Zheng stood up, his face was not afraid, but smiling.

The five rats were a little stunned, could it be that this warrior lacked roots and tendons, and didn't understand what it meant now? The five of them glanced at each other, the mouse shook his head slightly, and a strong man on the side nodded, strode forward, carrying a war knife, and walked towards Zhou Zheng with murderous energy.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Zheng asked lightly.

"Haha, what do you want to do?" The rat monster smiled, his face turned cold, and said, "Next time you are reincarnated, be smarter." ”

"Die."

Without hesitation, the strong man roared, and the sword slashed over. The muscles of his arms were as strong as steel. This blow was obviously done with all his strength, and the red starlight flickered, splitting out a red knife qi.

"Look for death!"

The next moment, Zhou Zheng, who had activated the blitzkrieg, had already appeared in front of this strong man, and the blade of destruction swept past his neck with a thunderous speed. Although the light that erupted was only orange, it was a flash, and the two of them were already staggered.

The strong man took a few steps forward, trembling all over, and covered his neck with one hand.

In the sixteenth paragraph, he turned out to be a face, and he was wiped by the other party. The sharp pain continued to attack his nerves, and the feeling of the great artery being severed made the soul feel like it was detached from its torso. The blood vessels were cut, and large strands of blood flew up several meters under the pressure of the heart, and then fell in the sun.

This series of changes is so fast that the rats can't see it clearly.

By the time they realized something, their companion had fallen limp to his knees and finally fell down the hillside.

Zhou Zheng bent down and picked up the strong man's war knife.

This combat knife, with an armor-piercing value of at least 16, is inlaid with two low-grade red crystals, has a good conductivity, and the price on the market is expensive, as one of the weapons used by the most martial artists, it is not difficult to shoot at all.

“**。” The rat yelled.

The situation in front of me was completely unexpected.

A warrior of the thirteenth stage will kill his companions of the sixteenth stage with one blow, is it a delusion?

But the strong man who is twitching is definitely not an illusion.

Realizing that this thirteen-stage martial artist was not a good scumbag, he shouted: "Let's go up together and avenge Guo Yong, **." He was the first to rush forward, and the bayonet quickly slashed a cross, and two lines of knife qi rolled in.

The other three were not slow and pounced on Zhou Zheng.

If you despised the martial artist in front of you just now, now Guo Yong's death makes people dare not despise him.

A warrior who can appear here alone, how can he be a weak?