Chapter 67: The Li Family's Obsession

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Time passed, and Zhang Feng took Long Yue to almost turn over the area.

The two of them have fallen under the siege of thousands of mechanical beings several times, and even the defenses that are as strong as mechanical apes have been beaten like rain.

No matter how many enemies there were, Zhang Feng protected Long Yue in the center and never let Long Yue suffer any damage.

Gradually, Long Yue was no longer so angry with Zhang Feng.

This man is not so bad, at least not bad for his friends.

Evening.

According to the map, the two reached the edge of the area.

It is an ordinary house surrounded by high-rise buildings, each of which is more than 20 years old.

Many have collapsed, and only a few are barely inhabitable.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this area is an urban village, with narrow streets, potholes of concrete, dilapidated houses, and illegally built fences.

It's a messy place that's in ruins.

It has been three or four months since the world has changed. The blood has dried up, the stumps have rotted away and only the bones remain, or the mutated, unmutated animals have eaten up the flesh.

Lives without mutation have no time to dodge, and if they can't escape from the underground camp, they can only be eaten by mutated lives.

Whoa!

Several mutant rats weaved through the ruins, their blue eyes quickly fleeing after seeing the two of them.

"Are you sure it's here?" Long Yue looked at Qinglong with some suspicion.

It's the tenth day, and the two of them have really turned over the area, and they haven't found anything but a few times in distress.

"Not sure!" Zhang Feng replied very simply.

Long Yue rolled her eyes.

What's the matter with this man, uncertain things pulled him to stay in the ruins for ten days.

When the ruins were almost cleared, the two found several plum blossom stakes in a compound, as well as a row of weapons, and two broken wooden stakes.

However, these weapons are wooden guns.

Bang!

As soon as the two of them stepped into the compound, a sixteenth-level elite alien man crashed out of a collapsed house not far away.

The alien man was holding a long-length iron spear, and when he saw the intruder roar, he attacked it.

Aliens with guns?

Zhang Feng was a little surprised, but with his current strength to deal with the sixteenth-level elite, he didn't need to use weapons at all.

The alien man attacked with a spear in his hand, and the spear went straight to Zhang Feng's chest.

"Huh." Zhang Feng reached out and directly grabbed the iron gun in the alien's hand and pulled it into his arms.

As long as you bring the alien over, you can blow it up with one punch.

But to Zhang Feng's surprise, the iron spear in his hand slipped and slid directly from his palm with spiral strength and stabbed on Zhang Feng's chest.

Bang!

The power of this shot is not large, and it cannot pose a threat to Zhang Feng.

"Huh!"

Zhang Feng was taken aback, with his strength, how could this alien break free.

He thought of the change in the movement of the gun in the alien man's hand when it suddenly turned. He suddenly remembered that a similar situation had occurred during the battle with the Sharp Knife.

The sharp knife blocked his spear in an eerie stance, and slapped it on his chest.

It's a pity that the power of the sharp knife was too weak that time, and it didn't pose a threat to Zhang Feng, so Zhang Feng didn't take it to heart.

But this time, the alien man's gun was caught by himself, and he was able to use tricks to make the gun break free.

It's weird.

Zhang Feng couldn't guess it, all very interested.

He didn't kill the alien right away, but fought with the alien with his bare hands, wanting to see how special the alien was.

One person and one monster fight together.

The more Zhang Feng fought, the more surprised he became, the attack method of this alien was actually very simple - directly use the spear to directly take you in the middle of the position, mostly in the chest and abdomen.

And every time a shot is stabbed, he will do his best, and there is a momentum of not killing the enemy and not returning.

If you block your abdomen, the spear will try to pierce through the gap between your frame, swinging your arms left and right with the spear before taking your chest and abdomen.

The alien fights very directly and fiercely. One shot won't kill you, and another shot will be aimed at your chest and abdomen anyway.

Zhang Feng found that every time he wanted to fight back, the alien man had obviously stabbed out with all his strength, but he attacked it himself but was instantly blocked by the alien man with his gun.

"This is martial arts?" The more Zhang Feng fought, the more surprised he became.

Because this method of using a gun is different from his method of turning a spear and using it as a stick and a gun, whipping and stabbing.

It's completely blind, and he just uses the insect demon gun as a weapon to kill the enemy.

However, the alien brought about a variety of changes in the gun, although the position of each shot was the same. But it always changes the way the gun hits depending on the situation, and every time he can find a way to grab your belly anyway.

Fierce and direct!

The more Zhang Feng looked at it, the more fascinated he became, and he felt that this marksmanship was simply like it was prepared for him. Because he has always felt that the attack should be direct, and the killing should be the main thing, so why spend money?

Every move and style played by the alien is very direct, and one blow must be full force.

This marksmanship is like being born to kill, and it is the most practical on the battlefield!

Therefore, Zhang Feng was a little reluctant to kill this alien.

There are weapon racks, there are plum blossom piles, this is a person who practices martial arts.

In this dilapidated place, are there people who practice martial arts?

Zhang Feng was a little puzzled, and a piece of news from two years ago suddenly flashed in his mind.

Two years ago, there was a Li Jiawu Hall in Jincheng that opened.

At that time, Jincheng already had three martial arts halls, and he was very hostile to this newly opened martial arts hall.

Because the Li Family Martial Arts Hall advertises that the ancestor of the Li family is a member of the Yue family's army, he followed the Beiwei army led by Yue Fei's son Yue Yun to fight, and practiced the Yue family's marksmanship.

The Beiwei Army is Yue Fei's personal soldier, the elite of the Yue family's army, and it is very famous in history.

The Li family said that their ancestors were backing the Wei army, and they had also practiced the authentic Yue family marksmanship, so naturally some people did not believe it.

Some people ridiculed the Li family for stealing Yue Fei's name to advertise and questioned his identity.

But some people still came here, which made this small martial arts hall extremely popular for a while.

Bei Weijun is not Yue Fei, so naturally there is no evidence to check.

But the business of other martial arts halls was affected, so they were naturally not convinced.

Some martial arts halls invited the descendants of the Yue family to verify whether this is the orthodoxy of the Yue family's gun, and if it is fake, it will be publicized to make the Li family completely stinky to the end.

After seeing it, the Yue family thought it was similar, but it was different. It is believed that this is the Li family's ancestors may have practiced some, but later generations have changed it, but it is definitely not an authentic Yue family gun.

The descendants of the Yue family have all come out to confirm it, and naturally no one questions it anymore.

The Li family's theft of Yue Fei's name to defraud money has become a typical example on the news, which has made the Li family's martial arts hall become a plummet, and the Li family will no longer have the face to see people.

Even if the descendants of the Yue family do not hold them accountable, the Li family is still not convinced.

After that, there was no news of the Li Jiawu Hall on the news.

Later, Zhang Feng heard that an old man of the Li family hanged himself because he couldn't stand this blow, and the martial arts hall was also closed.

However, the Li family insisted that this was an authentic Yue family gun handed down from their ancestors, and it had never changed in the slightest.

The matter has passed, and when the Yue family came out to testify, no one believed what the Li family said.

Later, the Li family disappeared from sight.

However, Zhang Feng vaguely remembered that the Li Jiawu Pavilion seemed to be in this area.

"Are you from the Li Family Martial Arts Pavilion?" Zhang Feng muttered to himself.

Zhang Feng's words were said in a very soft voice. But when he heard the alien man's ears, the alien man was stunned.

The alien man's hand holding the gun was trembling, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was suffering great pain, and suddenly shouted: "The Li family doesn't lie, we don't lie!" ”

After saying this, the alien man seemed to be greatly stimulated, wielding his spear more fiercely and fiercely, and the red light of his eyes dragged out two meters long, like a rampaging beast swooping towards Zhang Feng.

"Aliens who can talk?" Zhang Feng was taken aback, and at the same time felt sad for the Li family!

The Li family was questioned as a liar, and they were naturally unwilling. The old man of the Li family hanged himself, which was a silent resistance. The Li family has always had an obsession in their hearts, and they hope that someone will seek justice for them and correct their name.

It's a pity that no one justified their name, and until the end of the world came, this obsession remained unchanged.

In the case that biochemical viruses can devour people's brains, the Li family is still thinking about justifying their name and is unwilling to wait here.

Long Yue was also taken aback, he didn't expect this alien person to be able to speak.

"I don't know if your Yue's gun is real, but I like this set of marksmanship very much. If you can pass it on to me, I can't thank you enough. If your Yue family's gun is authentic, I will definitely ask for an explanation for the Li family. Zhang Feng even said from the side, hoping that this alien man could still come to his senses.

As soon as Zhang Feng's words fell, the alien stood there in a daze again, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes: "Zheng-Zhengming!" ”

Zhang Feng raised his right hand and said, "I promise, if your Yue family's gun is authentic, I will correct your Li family's name!" ”

"Thank you, thank you!" The alien raised his hand and stabbed a shot.

This shot was not aimed at Zhang Feng, but at the wooden stake not far away. At the same time as the spear was stabbed, the tip of the spear was pressed very low, and when he saw the waist of the Damu stake, it suddenly swung violently from side to side.

"The gun goes in a straight line, sweeping both arms!" The alien's voice was stiff but unusually clear.

Zhang Feng's expression was straight, knowing that the alien man was passing on his Yue's gun, so he didn't dare to slack off and directly took out the insect demon gun and learned to stab it.

One person and one monster, in this ruin, it is like passing on the gong between master and apprentice.

Zhang Feng is extremely serious, remembering every shot and every action of the alien person in his heart, and remembering it with his heart and body!

When the alien man's complete set of marksmanship was finished, he looked at Zhang Feng and said, "Fight, call me." ”

The alien's voice began to lose clarity, and his eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes sober.

Zhang Feng seriously started the Yuejia gun from beginning to end.

Only then will the alien's eyes clear.

Whenever Zhang Feng made a mistake, the alien would stab himself with another move to correct Zhang Feng's mistake.

From the setting of the sun to the moonlight, until the east is white.

Zhang Feng didn't know how many shots he had stabbed, his arms were numb, and he was still gritting his teeth and insisting.

Because he knows that aliens can lose their minds at any time.

It wasn't until Zhang Feng hit the three hundred and sixty-fourth times that a smile appeared on the alien person's face, and he slurred his words: "Right, right!" Thanks, thanks! ”

PS: Is this chapter okay? Finally wrote martial arts.

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