The mountain was covered with all kinds of blood stains, red for dark creatures, black for zombie creatures, white for brains, and yellow and green liquids lying all over the ground. A large barbed stick hung a black whirring intestine, the red iron rod scorched the intestines, the feet were sticky and slippery, making it impossible to stand and walk, and the fishy smell in the air made people suffocate and vomit.

The dog hid behind the mountain, trembling and unable to move forward, and more and more mutated creatures surrounded the two in the corner.

A nimble silver fox scurried up to the wall, circled behind the two, and swooped down on the dog's head.

The dog felt that the sky was dark, and when he looked up, he was stupid, his mouth was open, his eyes were open and round, his sweat pores stood up, the knife in his hand became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his brain was already blank.

"Peng!" a deep, powerful voice sounded.

Almost at the moment when the silver fox was about to touch the dog, a bullet had already passed through the long space, shot over, and nailed the silver fox to the wall. This alloy armor-piercing bullet is amazingly powerful, and its speed is several times the speed of sound, because the speed is far faster than the speed of sound, so the sonic boom sound is after the bullet, and the silver fox is seen falling to the ground first, and the sonic boom can reach the dog's ears.

As soon as the knife in the dog's hand was thrown away, the whole person was paralyzed, shrunk in the corner and shivered, death was so close that the brave dog faced fear and death for the first time.

Iron Pig punched the big tree, and the standing on the big tree fell down like a leaf, and the big red eyes of the Iron Pig stared at the who was about to get up on the ground, and raised his huge foot and kicked down on the top of the's head, as long as he kicked hard, the's brain would crack like a watermelon, and the bright red brain slurry would scatter and splash from the cracked head.

The closed his eyes, this moment would eventually come, no one could escape, he quietly waited for the moment to be reunited with his family.

"Poof!"

"Peng!"

The felt his entire body being dragged to the ground, and the ground trembled.

"Whoa......!" the bloodthirsty iron-haired pig roared in pain, staggering two steps from side to side. After standing firmly, the iron-haired pig immediately let out a roar of pain and anger, which immediately attracted the attention of the mutated creatures around him, and the iron-haired pig's position behind the ear oozed a trace of blood, and he continued to howl in pain, but it couldn't judge at all, where the bullet was fired, this is the benefit of thermal weapons.

The bear dragged the and hid in the corridor of the building, and the undecided looked at the bear with a big grin.

On the rooftop, Lu Ziming looked up slightly into the distance, stayed on the iron-haired pig, nodded and said with satisfaction: "The marksmanship is good, it is the key point of the iron-haired pig, this iron-haired pig has strong vitality, so it can hold on and not die immediately, but after a few minutes, it will definitely fall."

Leng Meiren was lying on the gravel floor on the rooftop, with the quilt Lu Ziming brought from the room under her, which should have been in a half-squatting position, because she sprained her foot when luring mutant creatures, and had to lie on the ground and shoot. Thinking of when Lu Ziming hugged herself, Leng Meiren couldn't help but turn ruddy, and subconsciously put her slender legs together.

"If it weren't for the attracting the Iron Pig, I wouldn't have been able to hit the Iron Pig lightly?"

The defense of the iron pig is very strong, and it is good that the bullet can penetrate the defense, so the bullet is generally an armor-piercing bullet that focuses on penetration, rather than some explosive bombs with strong lethality, after all, even the penetration is not enough, what else is there to talk about?

Lu Ziming gave a thumbs up, and he could accurately grasp the timing of shooting in the chaos, at least he couldn't do it, "Good marksmanship! The iron pig only has a crack behind the ear is a weakness, because of its tall body, it is difficult for ordinary people to hit the vital point of the iron pig."

No one in the hunting team knew how Lu Ziming killed mutant creatures before, but now Leng Meiren clearly saw a white shadow moving at high speed in the alleyway, it couldn't be a natural phenomenon, it could only be the seemingly relaxed Lu Ziming. She didn't know what the white shadow was, but she knew that as long as the white shadow passed through the mutated creatures, each mutated creature would be able to stand up alive.

Leng Meiren stood up against the wall, the battle was over, and all the thirty-two mutated creatures were killed in less than 150 seconds, and the biggest harvest was the iron-haired pig, and the skin of the iron-haired pig alone could make the hunting team live comfortably for a month.

With the continuous evolution of mutant creatures, there are very few places that can kill with one shot, such as the eyes, such as the bottom of the skull, and the back of the ear. To shoot so accurately, one is technique, and the other is luck. As long as the iron pig is vigilant and constantly changes the direction of movement, the cold beauty's shot will not be accurate.

In fact, the shot just now also has an element of luck, after all, there are very few places that can kill with one hit, the position behind the ears of the iron-haired pig is difficult to grasp, the iron-haired pig has a huge body, and the impact of being shot in other parts is not very great.

"Go down now, clean up the battlefield, I'll help you downstairs", Lu Ziming naturally walked downstairs with his arms around Leng Beauty's thin waist, and didn't notice that Leng Beauty's face was slightly red.

Lu Ziming walked downstairs, Dashan was already starting to process the corpses of mutant creatures, zombie creatures only need crystals and strengthened meat, because the fur of zombie creatures is not as good as that of dark creatures, so the fur of zombie creatures is difficult to sell for a price, but the hunting team does not seem to be rich, and they don't want to let go of the fur of zombie creatures.

The corpses of mutated creatures must be disposed of immediately, and soon the smell of blood from the corpses will spread with the air, attracting more mutated creatures.

Compared with Lu Ziming's treatment of the corpse, the skills of these hunting team members are more fast and skilled, the corpses of dark creatures are directly lifted to the truck by the cable car, the zombie creatures will be processed immediately, the crystals and strengthened meat are left to Lu Ziming, the rough zombie creatures are cut off, the whole processing process is completed in less than fifteen minutes, and by the time the mutated creatures smell the blood and arrive at the ambush lane, the hunting team has been evacuated for a long time.

"Brother Lu, this is what you deserve", Dashan threw a small cloth bag and said.

It's what he deserves, Lu Ziming naturally won't be polite, and threw it into his new backpack and said, "What's next?"

Dashan didn't speak, they all went to the side of the truck, Lu Ziming followed and walked to the side of the truck and said: "Brother Lu, don't hide it from you, thanks to you this time, we have gained a lot, and the brothers want to go back to Harbin City immediately." However, I told you at the beginning, so I would like to hear your opinion."

The little rich is safe, Lu Ziming has nothing to be angry about, the brocade clothes do not travel at night, and the wealth wants to return to the hometown, this is originally the mentality of the Chinese people, the hunting team saw several truckloads of mutant creatures like a hill, and their eyes glowed green, but they didn't expect the hunting team to give up so quickly.

"In that case, let's cooperate here for this", there is nothing to say, what is the hunting party born and died for, don't you want to have a few more days of good life?