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The summer breeze blew through the hot streets, but it couldn't give Wu Feng the slightest sense of coolness. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

This time, life and death are unpredictable, but there is no life for ten deaths, and there is no reason to retreat.

"Let's go!"

He spit out two words lightly, and there was no hesitation in his voice. Zhu Ling, who was standing side by side with Wu Feng, nodded silently, if he had a confidant to help him like this, he would have no regrets in death!

"Then let's get started!" The two looked at each other, and they could both see the smile on each other's face, and felt the determination in each other's eyes.

Zhu Ling took a deep breath, turned around, and entered the prepared truck cab, while Wu Feng entered the closed compartment with an expressionless face, ignoring the gas canisters in the carriage, and only threw the corpse tied with a rope out of the carriage......

Not being afraid of death does not mean that you want to die.

The necessary preparations and plans, Wu Feng will never forget, besides, Zhu Ling wants to eradicate the disaster, not send him to death without a head or brain.

"Buzz ......"

The wagon's engine roared and sped towards the wolf-occupied spot.

Letting the road be jammed with abandoned vehicles, Zhu Ling only stepped on the accelerator wildly, let the truck drive at full speed, and knocked away the obstacles on the road one by one.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The huge crashing sound echoed in the streets, attracting the attention of the surrounding zombies, and the two bodies that were dragged away made the zombies wandering in the streets and alleys crazy. Woohoo......"

With a terrible scream, the zombies rushed out of the alleys of the shops one after another, gathering like a black torrent.

The scraps of meat left on the street are the target of their scrambling, and the corpses that are tied to the ropes are the objects of their pursuit.

"Tsk, spectacular!" Zhu Ling drove away a few zombies, and from the rearview mirror, he saw the torrent, a torrent of black and stenching corpses, and there were no less than a thousand zombies following the car, and the size of the corpse group was still expanding with the advance of the truck.

Wu Feng stood in the carriage, looking at the zombies who were frantically chasing blood and food, they were running desperately, like a group of crazy hell demon soldiers, anything that stood in their way would be destroyed, not only all kinds of debris on the road, including the cars that were knocked beyond recognition, but also their kind!

No, the little black back lying at Wu Feng's feet, innocent and dark eyes could see that some emaciated zombies were knocked down by the zombies behind them because of their slow speed, lying on the ground and being trampled by the rest of the zombies crazy and mercilessly!

Everything, everything is because of their greed.

Wu Feng didn't care about this, he only put a pill in his mouth, put the Nine Turns Great Pill on his side, and was ready to use the forbidden move.

"Wu Feng, ready!" At this time, Zhu Ling, who drove through the obstacles, raised his eyes and could see the iron gate with steel plates a few hundred meters away.

Zhu Ling took a deep breath, took off his belt to fix the steering wheel, covered the windshield with a black cloth, grabbed the submachine gun on the passenger seat with both hands, and hid in the cab with a low body, those people had already discovered them, this distance would never be so easy.

And Wu Feng, who was in the carriage, put a row of gas canisters at his feet, ready to twist the valve at any time.

In the carriage, Wu Feng couldn't see that on the buildings on both sides of the iron gate, a group of gunmen of different skin colors were lying behind the bunker, with black, white, yellow, and brown complexions, all of them were young and middle-aged, and they were wearing combat vests, with standard gun postures, and their faces were oiled with camouflage, and the only one who did not apply camouflage was a bald black-skinned strong man, and he saw this dark-skinned strong man slightly raising his right hand.

As soon as the black-skinned man's right hand fell, the twenty or so guns of all kinds would roar.

"Woo ......"

The white-skinned man's white eyes stared at the approaching truck, no, must not let the truck get closer, otherwise the corpses would gnaw at their bones.

Seeing that the truck had entered the effective shooting range, the dark-skinned man suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "Fire! ”

Without waiting for these armed men to break out of the bunker and shoot, the nine feather arrows directly pierced the back of the necks ......of the nine people, and the black-skinned strong man was startled, and suddenly looked in the direction where the feather arrows were flying, but did not see any figures, only the sharp tips of the arrows getting closer and closer.

"Whew!"

A feathered arrow pierced the bald head directly, and the black-skinned strong man's brain was penetrated without seeing the person who shot the arrow.

A hundred meters away, on top of an eight-story building, Mu Zin lightly put away the iron bow, and in the blink of an eye, he said to a young man whose waist was straighter than the flagpole: "Brother, the miscellaneous dishes are ready!" ”

This young man standing on the roof of the building like a javelin, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary bearing, his name is Mu Yin.

"Good!" This Mu Yin nodded, and Mu Zinc, who was praised, seemed to have done a trivial thing, which was not worth mentioning at all.

"Brother, should we go and help Uncle Ling again?" Among the eight people on the side, after a woman saluted, she asked this Mu Yin out loud, salute, indispensable, just because this Mu Yin is a candidate for patriarch, the head of the Mu family, not the son inherits his father's business, but is selected from the best children, there is no doubt that this Mu Yin is the best child of the younger generation, and he has the strength of the peak of the day after tomorrow at the age of twenty-five!

"No need, the help is too obvious, it will only make Uncle Ling aware of our existence!" Mu Yin glanced at the truck that was already close to the gate, and shook his head slightly, "Let's still see how Uncle Ling and them get in." ”

"That Demon Dao Martial Artist ......"

"He is a friend of Uncle Ling, a friend of my Mu family." Mu Yin said lightly, and the nine people standing on the side all nodded.

At the same time, there was a loud "clang", and the truck slammed open the iron door with a huge impact.

As soon as the iron door fell, Wu Feng, who stayed in the carriage and felt a slight vibration, was a little surprised in his heart, wondering why he came in so smoothly.

Is there no one here? No way!

"Bell, bell!" The sound of the ground soon filled both ears.

The carriage, the front of the car, sparks flew everywhere, and more than 20 people with rifles and pistols around were shooting the truck full of gas canisters frantically.

Wu Feng didn't dare to slack off at all, and lay directly in the carriage.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, the carriage had turned into a sieve, and the sunlight was directly through the countless holes, and the tip of the nose could smell the strong smell of gas.

When he looked up, he saw that several gunmen behind the car were changing ammunition, smiled coldly, and threw the gas canister that was already carrying the flame towards several people.

"Bang!"

As soon as the gas canister hit the ground, the raging flames spread mercilessly to several people, causing them to let out that miserable cry of "ahhhh

was burned alive by fire, it was Wu Feng, and Wu Feng was also willing to be bitten to death by zombies, after all, the pain was a little lighter.

Only Wu Feng couldn't care about this, many gas canisters in the carriage had already burned, and now he saw a figure shaking in a house, and he lifted a hot gas canister and threw it out directly.

"Run......"

As soon as the gas canister broke through the window, several frightened cries came from the house, and several gunmen hurriedly tried to climb out of the window, and at this moment, a deafening explosion of "boom" sounded from the room, and those people were directly engulfed by the surging flames.

Wu Feng grinned, and was about to throw a few more gas canisters, but at this moment, a cold chill enveloped his body.

Shocked, he saw that a man had already pointed his gun at him, but before he Wu Feng could make any moves, a few gunshots rang out, and the man's head was shattered.

"Woo woo woo ......"

At this moment, the men who had changed their ammunition were about to shoot again, but unexpectedly, the crazy zombies in the corpse crowd rushed into this shelter.

Chaos, with the influx of more than a thousand zombies, this shelter fell into chaos.

Those people with guns don't know whether to attack the truck, or the zombies, the zombies will pounce on them, tear them apart, eat them, and Wu Feng, who keeps throwing gas canisters from the truck, wants to burn them to death with fire, and wants to blow them up with gas canisters.

And at this moment, Wu Feng just threw out a gas canister, and before the red-hot gas canister fell to the ground, the middle-aged man holding a long sword jumped up and kicked the gas canister back with a volley.

Wu Feng's gas canister flew like a meteorite with flames, and he was shocked in his heart and yelled, "Get out of the car and escape!" ”

Unexpectedly, before the gas canister could get close to the truck, Zhu Ling, who had already gotten out of the truck, raised a pair of submachine guns, and after two shots, there was a loud "boom", and the gas canister exploded thirty or forty meters away from the truck.

There was a violent explosion, scattering the flames and pieces of iron.

The crimson iron pierced through the bodies of several armed men, and the burning flames fell into the corpses and splashed towards the truck laden with dangerous objects.

Wu Feng turned his head to look at the truck engulfed in flames behind him, no matter how many guns were aimed at him, when he stuffed Xiao Hei's back into his arms, he suddenly rushed to Zhu Ling's side, grabbed Zhu Ling's waist, and carried him to run towards the nearest building with all his might.

As soon as this Zhu Ling was carried by Wu Feng, he was not restless, and he was not idle, the two submachine guns in his hands were aimed at those who wanted to shoot Wu Feng, and the trigger was pulled, and the "da-da-da" bullets poured down towards those people like raindrops.

Being carried by Wu Feng, it is difficult to aim, besides, the submachine gun process is fierce, and the long-range rookie only needs to aim roughly.

"Puff puff ......"

The stray bullet hit several people, and although they were not dead, no one helped them, not because of the zombies, but because of the burning truck.

Dozens of gas canisters inside the truck turned red.

"Boom"

It was like the sound of thunder in the sky, and in an instant, all the glass within a radius of 100 meters shattered!

The truck at the center of the explosion, the body weighing more than ten tons directly shattered into countless parts, all of which flew in all directions with a powerful shock wave. Before they could escape, the armed men were swept to the ground by the shockwave like a huge wave, but fortunately, they were not pierced through their bodies by red-hot parts like zombies.

As the smoke rose, the flames rained down, scorching the armed men who had narrowly escaped with their lives, burning the bodies of the zombies who had no regard for their pain......