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Midnight News, Death Comes Forward:

"Recently, the world has burst into a mysterious white fog, filling every corner of the world, human beings are panicked, after inhaling the white fog, the symptoms are different, there are coma, exploding breasts, bursting buttocks, bulging bags..."

"After experiencing death screening and all kinds of survival tests, there is no one in ten remaining human beings, but fortunately, on the road of endless heaven, the survivors can open a mysterious cultivation mode, everyone spontaneously organized, huddled together for warmth, and powerful forces came into being..."

"We are a group of people favored by God, we have food, water, and can help you learn to cultivate and survive in the environment of the last days..."

"We are the Reaper!"

"You're welcome to join us!"

"We are in Dongming City..."

"Wait..."

"What's that..."

"Ahh

"Rustle... Rustle..."

…

On the highway to Dongming City.

The Hummer was speeding at top speed, and the radio in the car was rustling with a blind sound.

Zhuo Fan frowned, he inadvertently turned on the radio and debugged it for a long time before receiving a survivor's channel, but this organization that claimed to be the Grim Reaper seemed to have been patronized by the Grim Reaper.

It seems that the current situation in Dongming City is very bad, which makes Zhuo Fan's heart even more urgent.

Step on the accelerator to the end, and I can't wait to fly over at once.

However, the idea is very good, and the performance of the car is also good, but the fuel consumption is too high, less than 100 kilometers, more than 30 oil is gone, "Bang Dang", "Bang Dang" a few sounds, and the strike broke down.

Zhuo Fan suddenly missed his patrol car.

Although it is slow, but it has never abandoned itself, what should I do now?

The three of them got out of the car, and Zhuo Fan looked left and right. In my memory, on the highway to Dongming City, there are many gas stations along the way, why are there no one now?

What the hell!

This white fog won't demonize all the gas stations, right? But can inanimate things be affected?

Helplessly, the three of them discussed, and they could only rush away. Zhuo Fan was thinking about hugging one left and one right, or holding one on his back, when suddenly Lan Yichen's face tightened, he stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction, and whispered, "A big ship is coming." ”

Zhuo Fan was a little speechless.

"Again?"

"What the hell is a ship, this is land, where is the big ship?"

Every time Ariel Lan has this expression, he has encountered something bad, last time it was a corpse tide, and this time it is a ghost ship?

Dare to love, can't you get out of Xianxia Mountain?

I still don't believe it!

Looking in the direction of Lan Yichen's finger, the expression on Zhuo Fan's face also changed slightly.

But compared to the corpse tide he encountered before, his mentality is much calmer, after all, his strength is strong, and his confidence is a lot.

In the distance, a black dot was constantly enlarging in front of him, and Zhuo Fan looked at it with all his strength.

The look of shock on his face grew stronger.

What did he see?

A ruined ancient warship!

Huge masts, dilapidated and decaying spinnakers.

The sides of the hull were tattered and riddled with numerous holes, like a wooden battleship that had been baptized by artillery fire countless times and finally burned and sank.

The word "to" can be vaguely seen in the bow area, and the next word has been blurred, even if you use the "insight" supernatural power, it cannot be restored.

It floated in mid-air, bringing up a trail of dark clouds of lightning and thunder.

On the deck, the tattered wooden planks that were cocked, exuding the smell of rot from the deep sea, the rusty iron lamps hanging from the masts, swaying with a faint green light, seemed to give the whole ship a terrifying magic, and the tattered canvas rolled around the ship, sailing in the thick white fog, all the way, swinging a huge fishy wind.

Stirring!

What shocked Zhuo Fan even more was that the ancient warship seemed to have spotted the three of them and was heading towards them at an extremely fast speed.

"It's kind of interesting!"

If he had changed to before, encountering such a strange incident, Zhuo Fan would inevitably turn around and run.

But his mentality is different now, and he is more concerned about why the other party will take the initiative to find him?

There must be an ulterior motive!

couldn't hide left and right, Zhuo Fan simply waited in place.

The speed of the giant ship was very fast, and in a few blinks of an eye, it came to a stop in front of it, and the ship slowly fell, docked in the space above the Humvee, and under the hull, some deep-sea creatures continued to fall downward, showing their teeth and claws.

Compared to the huge hull, the Hummer is as small and ordinary as a toy car.

Zhuo Fan floated into the air.

Reach the level of the deck and look inside.

There were quite a few people on the deck, both men and women, all dressed in strange costumes, some masked, some with various swords and weapons, but obviously in an exotic style.

They were a little out of place with the ancient warships, like passengers.

The sailors, the crew, and the pipe bands were also on deck, and as Zhuo Fan expected, they were all carrion-like monsters, with a dark aura on their bodies, and they walked and kept dropping rotten flesh and scraps from their bodies.

But this did not prevent them from talking and laughing, and even chatting with the passengers on the deck, and from time to time there were terrifying "tsk" sounds.

The scene is indescribably weird...

When Zhuo Fan noticed that the carrion corpses of these crew members were wearing braids on the back of their heads and wearing "official" uniforms.

In my head, something suddenly came to mind.

"Could it be them?"

At this time, in the group of rotting corpses, a middle-aged rotting corpse wearing a black official uniform walked out, and half of his head was blown up by a cannonball, and the dark aura was constantly repairing and destroying, which was very terrifying.

His face is also rotten, but his expression is very majestic, and he has the style of a general at a glance, and he must have been a big man who stood up to the sky during his lifetime.

He walked towards Zhuo Fan, facing each other in the air, and his gloomy voice without any emotion sounded in Zhuo Fan's ears: "This boat is passing by Dongming City, do you want to sit?" ”

Zhuo Fan turned on the "insight" supernatural power and prepared to observe.

But the dark aura rising from the hull of the ship strangely obscured the line of sight of the probe.

Zhuo Fan looked at Lan Yichen and Qi Ling, the little girl was shaking her head at herself, but Qi Ling was very calm.

Zhuo Fan glanced at the exotic travelers on the deck again, Zhuo Fan pondered for a moment, but still agreed.

"Sit!"

"What is the name of the captain and how much is the fare?"

"Xia Guan Tian is the pipe band of this ship, surnamed Deng."

"Chenghui 30 spiritual power."

The terrifying eyes glanced at Zhuo Fan's Humvee lightly.

"Rook 10 Spiritual Power".

"Do you choose to deduct the available spirit power, or pay for the spirit stones?"

Hearing the surname "Deng", the expression on Zhuo Fan's face was solemn and respectful, and he finally confirmed the guess in his heart.

At the same time, he also showed a playful look at the strange exotic passengers on the deck.

It's like looking at a bunch of dead people.

On the contrary, spiritual power can also be used as currency, which surprised Zhuo Fan.

But Zhuo Fan didn't dare to let others easily deduct his available spiritual power, without knowing the reality of the situation, it was better to be careful, admiration in his heart was admiration, worship was worship, and prudence was still essential.

took out ten medium-grade spirit stones and handed them over, which was exactly equivalent to one hundred spiritual powers, but seeing Deng Guandai's rotten face and half of his head blown off by artillery fire, Zhuo Fan thought about it and took out more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones and handed them over.

"The car is a bit heavy, so the driver will help load it and find a place to refuel some gasoline by the way."

Deng Guandao coldly refused: "There are rules, the cost of the car has been collected, and it will naturally be chartered on the ship." ”

After speaking, a sailor jumped down from the ship, one arm instantly swelled ten times the volume, jumped with one hand with the Humvee, jumped directly onto the boat, and fell to the ground along the way.

Zhuo Fan thanked him, don't give away the spiritual power for nothing, this one is really as recorded in the history books, people can't help but feel admiration.

Just, why are they here?

Is the purpose of this trip to Dongming also for Tianbao to come to the world?

I vaguely felt that it was not, because the spirit stone that I had just handed over was also a temptation.

The other party is very principled.

He nodded towards Lan Yichen and Zhuo Fan.

Seeing that Zhuo Fan had paid the spirit stone and was sure that there was no danger, Qi Ling was not polite, and pulled Lan Yichen to jump onto the deck.

Seeing a beautiful woman on board, those passengers instantly cast a series of obscene glances, among which there was a middle-aged fat man with a pair of small corns painted on his face, who crossed the crowd and walked towards Qi Ling.

But before others took a few steps, they were greeted by Deng Guan's terrifying murderous gaze.

Too late to panic!

The middle-aged man's face began to decay rapidly, and the minced flesh fell down piece by piece, and after a while, it turned into a pile of flesh and blood.

The sailors, officers and soldiers stepped forward one after another, grabbed the corpse and ate it, enjoying it with a look of enjoyment.

The scene is indescribably weird...

There were a lot of exotics on the deck, and they even screamed. Zhuo Fan stared at this group of people, his eyes were full of coldness.

However, it wasn't his hand just now.

Qi Ling felt his disgusted gaze and asked in a low voice, "Where did they come from?" ”