Benefits and risks coexist, and in the world, there has never been a cheap with low risk and high profit.

Since you know that there is a trial of the Holy Martial Guardian, if you don't try it, wouldn't you come to this holy place in vain?

With a hint of anticipation, he walked in the direction of the map.

"Senior brother, wait for me!" Meng Biao picked up the big bags of things and took the lead in keeping up with Wu Feng's footsteps, while Han Qi and Wang Nan both stayed in place, their eyes fell on the little Jiang's body, this person behaved too abnormally today, and knew too much......

As if feeling the gaze of the two, Xiao Jiang said with kindness: "We are friends......

"Really?" Wang Nan also smiled, but there was distrust in his eyes, and disbelief was written on his face.

"Isn't it?" Xiao Jiang asked rhetorically, didn't say much, and took the four big men who had never spoken to follow Wu Feng's footsteps.

Looking at Xiao Jiang's thin back, Wang Nan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of suspicion, he would pay attention to his every move from now on, if there was any threat, he would not hesitate to make a move, in the same way, Han Qi began to pay attention to this inconspicuous man, he was not so dazzling, he belonged to the crowd and could not be found, but it was such an ordinary man, giving her a very dangerous feeling, like a poisonous snake disguised as a leaf, as long as anyone approached, it would kill anyone.

"Dangerous man!" Han Qi smiled lightly, not as vigilant as Wang Nan, and followed with some ease, the reason was very simple, because it was impossible for Wu Feng not to find Xiao Jiang's abnormality.

Of course, discovering is discovered, and caring is concerned, Wu Feng walked in the forefront, and accidentally thought of a person in his heart, at this moment, what is Zhu Ling doing? He probably won't drink anywhere, but will just hang out with his friends in a lively place......

Wu Feng was right, thousands of miles away, in a survivor base.

In the lively restaurant, Zhu Ling stood at the dining table, put his arm around the shoulders of a helpless young man, put the wine glass in front of this person, and said, "Come, come, I haven't seen you for so long, shouldn't I have a glass of wine?" ”

These words attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant, looking at the two of them as if they were looking at a rare animal in a zoo, and Zhu Ling didn't care about anything at all, just looked at the young man who was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Qi, Qilin......, this ......"

"Woo ......"

Before the young man could finish speaking, the mournful sirens echoed over the survivor base.

Zhu Ling put the wine glass on the table, and as soon as he walked out ......of the restaurant, a group of soldiers who were fully armed and armed with guns ran through the street outside the restaurant, and Zhu Ling was surprised to follow the soldiers and ran towards the wall more than 20 meters high.

"Da Da Da ......"

Before he got close to the wall, he could hear the dense sound of artillery fire, and when he sneaked up to the wall, suddenly, this Zhu Ling gasped, and three hundred meters away from the city wall, the corpses rushed to the defense line like black waves.

"Boom ......"

With an explosion, the zombies in front were blown to pieces by the mines, and the zombies behind were about to move forward, and several gunships swept by in the sky, and the cannons roared angrily, causing the zombies to fall like wheat......

"Putting ......"

With the roar of a commander, a mortar after mortar made the black wave seem to hit a reef.

Every time the zombie tide takes a step forward, it will lose thousands of zombies, and in just a few breaths, the ground outside the wall is already full of blood and piles of corpses, but the artillery fire cannot stop the zombies from advancing, they are like bloodthirsty demons, stepping on the corpses of their companions and pushing forward......

Not to mention the death of their companions, even if their limbs are torn apart by artillery fire, as long as their brains are still there, as long as their breath remains, they will move towards the food.

They don't know what death is, they don't know what pain is, and they don't know what fear is, like a group of wild beasts chasing food.

Standing at the head of the wall, Zhu Ling only dared to have a chill down his spine, and when he raised his eyes to look at the black wave, he couldn't see the end at all, he could only smell the pungent stench, and he could only hear the screams of one after another dragging out the roar of the guns.

"Who are you? Don't want to live anymore? Someone, get him to the shelter first......"

Just when Zhu Ling was stunned, a sergeant in camouflage uniform walked up to him and frowned, as if it was him Zhu Ling who would cause them trouble.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

At this moment, one hundred and ten tall mutant zombies, like battlefield generals, pushed away the same kind that blocked the advance, like a fierce beast rushing towards the wall, with the appearance of these mutant zombies, Zhu Ling could feel the fear of the soldiers on the defense line, and could see the trembling legs of the soldiers, but he could not see the soldiers carrying ammunition running towards the defense line, and he could not see the soldiers controlling heavy weapons leaving the firepower point.

"Brothers, fight!" The soldiers roared along with the guns, which made the blood in Zhu Ling's chest boil, and he turned his eyes to look at the mutated zombies rushing towards the wall, grinning, and his steps were a little, like Dapeng jumping off the wall.

He, knowing that he can't stop this wave of corpses, he knows that his role is minimal, but he has to contribute his own strength to kill those mutated zombies who have been close to the wall.

"Hey, come on, let you see what an angry beast is......" Whether the zombies can understand it or not, Zhu Ling took the innate sword gang and crisscrossed the corpse group......

On the city wall, the soldiers were amazed and surprised, the mutated zombies that seemed to be fierce were dismembered under the mighty sword gang, amazed to amazed, surprised to amazed, they would not give up the gun in their hands, and they would not give up the belief and promise in their hearts, but they did not observe that there was a group of black-clothed teenagers on the wall......

As these teenagers jumped off the wall, under the leadership of Zhu Ling, they turned into a sharp arrow and drove straight in, not allowing them to kill in the center of the corpse group in a moment or three......

"Haha, hurry, hurry!" The autumn wind swept away the lives of zombies, Zhu Ling laughed wildly covered in blood, and then, Zhu Ling thought of this, his eyes revealed a trace of longing, "It would be great if Old Man Wu was also here, hey, I don't know what year and month it will be able to repeat ......"

"Woo ......"

As soon as it stopped, endless zombies poured over, making this Zhu Ling shake his head, "Old man Wu, he will see you in the future, I must have killed more zombies than you, haha......"

Heroic laughter echoed under the dark clouds, and the corpses continued to surge towards the wall, and the warriors, fearlessly holding their positions, even if they gave everything, would not let the corpses set foot on the wall.

Fighting, the same is fighting, on this side it is to fight for survival and faith, on the other hand, there are people who are beyond the reach of ordinary people but they are fighting for interests, and misfortune cannot be avoided, Wu Feng is also in this new round of fighting to the death at this moment.