The blood-drinking knife slashed at the thick fangs of a pig's arm, with Wang Shanjun's strength, the sharpness of the blood-drinking knife, and it only cut out a big gap, it seems that the strength of this wild boar is much stronger than that of the black panther.

But the huge force still slowed down the momentum of the pig, and then Wang Shanjun's left fist slammed into the pig's right face with all his strength, hitting it staggering, but the force of the shock also made Wang Shanjun's arm numb, and he sighed so hard bones.

Then the Bloodthirsty Knife slashed at its neck.

At the critical moment, the pig blocked the knife with its fangs, and a gap was added to the hard fangs. The pig snorted angrily and knocked the other wild boars that surrounded him into the air, and for a while, only Wang Shanjun and it were left in the field.

Wang Shanjun did not retreat but advanced, holding the knife in both hands and slashing out fiercely, the pig resisted with fangs, but then Wang Shanjun slashed faster than a knife, and a knife was more ruthless. The huge pig was beaten back again and again.

Click, a fang could not be ravaged and broken. The Bloodthirsty Knife was unhindered, mercilessly slashing at its skull.

The pig roared wildly, and its body became a little larger in an instant, and its momentum rose sharply, crashing into Wang Shanjun again.

Wang Shanjun wanted to draw the knife and retreat, but found that the blood drinking knife was firmly stuck in the skull of the wild boar, and seeing that it was about to be hit, he could only abandon the knife and dodge. But he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, and was accidentally injured by the wild boar that surrounded him again.

Fortunately, the wound was not serious, Wang Shanjun hurriedly pounced on the back of a wild boar with a short spear on his back, and the wild boar writhed wildly when he felt someone on his back. But Wang Shanjun grabbed the short spear with one hand, grabbed its long mane with the other, and clamped his legs, no matter how the wild boar shook wildly, it was as steady as Mount Tai, and he was addicted to a cowboy.

Instead, the vigorous movement caused the short spear that pierced its body to wreak havoc on its internal organs, and it soon spat blood from its mouth. Then he was knocked over by a pig-headed pig who was completely berserk, and one of his ribs completely collapsed into it.

And Wang Shanjun on its back had already jumped up at the moment of impact, and pulled out the short spear on his body with his hand, and kicked it on the handle of the bloody mad knife in mid-air, causing the pig to scream in pain.

As soon as he landed, four or five wild boars collided, and Wang Shanjun reached out and grabbed one of the fangs, jumped on the wild boar, and stabbed the short spear in his hand into the back of its neck.

Although the strength and vitality of wild boars have become extremely perverted after turning into monsters, it is a pity that their attack methods are too monotonous. Moreover, Wang Shanjun found that once he entered the battle, his mind became very clear, and the timing was quite accurate, and it seemed that he was a battle maniac in his bones.

After several ups and downs, seven or eight wild boars have fallen to the ground, but none of them have died due to their strong vitality. Only three or four of them were killed by Wang Shanjun, and many more were accidentally injured by a pig. The situation had already tilted in favor of Wang Shanjun and them, and the injured wild boars exuded a strong aura of blood power, and the other wild boars that were still intact were ready to move, slowly moving towards their kind.

Wang Shanjun still had the strength to throw two short spears to help Zhao Qingfeng, and they killed the three wild boars.

By now, all Wang Shanjun had to face was the furious pig, and the other wild boars had gone to eat the flesh and blood of their kind.

Wang Shanjun pounced on a tiger and collided with a pig. But at a disadvantage in weight, Wang Shanjun was knocked out, but his hand had already grabbed the blood drinking knife, and the collision finally pulled out the knife.

With the blood drinking knife in his hand, Wang Shanjun roared and slashed down.

The huge pig fell suddenly, and the blood-drinking knife slashed at its neck, and with its faint breathing, a faint trace of blood could crawl up the blade and merge into its blood lines.

"He Ming!" Suddenly, Zhao Qingfeng shouted and kicked a young man away. Wang Shanjun followed the prestige and found that the young worker named He Ming had accidentally contracted the virus during the battle and was attacking his co-workers in a frenzy.

Wang Shanjun rushed to He Ming's back with an arrow step, and threw him next to the body of the pig, and he instinctively went to eat the flesh and blood of the pig.

Then Wang Shanjun pulled out the bloody knife again, and slashed the remaining wild boars one by one, but did not kill them.

Sending the workers back to the factory to rest, Wang Shanjun and Zhao Qingfeng stayed by He Ming's side and watched him devour the flesh and blood of wild boars. Zhao Zhen didn't go back, but the two didn't stop him.

After eating for a while, He Ming suddenly looked at his hands full of blood with a blank face, and just wanted to ask, he roared angrily and pounced on Wang Shanjun, who was closest to him, and Wang Shanjun threw him to the other wild boar that was still breathing, and he ate again.

"Who are you?" A martial arts master like Zhao Qingfeng was also a little uncomfortable when he looked at the scene of Ru Mao drinking blood. But Zhao Zhen watched it with great interest.

"If you want to survive in the last days, it is necessary to cultivate the bloodline exercises, since he is infected with the virus, let's take this opportunity to obtain enough bloodline power. ”

After repeating it more than a dozen times, He Ming finally stopped going crazy, and his appearance also changed a lot, his normal body shape became a little fat, his skin was reddish, and the hair color on his body was also slightly red.

is busy, mainly Wang Shanjun is busy, because no one here can move the more than 500 catties of wild boar carcass. The burial was left to the workers.

Zhao Qingfeng said suddenly: "You seem to know that these monsters will come here. ”

Wang Shanjun said: "I walked around the factory last night and something happened. ”

Zhao Qingfeng said: "You won't make the explosion at the gas station, it's just this one nearby, if you blow it up, we won't have a place to make gasoline." ”

Wang Shanjun looked embarrassed: "There's no way, it's just self-help." Then he told me about dealing with tens of thousands of rats.

After hearing this, Zhao Qingfeng roared: "This damn doomsday. ”

Wang Shanjun understood his feelings very well and said, "This is just the beginning. Then he said: "Yesterday, after blowing up the gas station, I went around in the morning, and I found that this group of wild boars that had become monsters were moving towards us. ”

Zhao Qingfeng suddenly sighed: "It seems that I should also start cultivating the bloodline exercises, otherwise it will be difficult to protect the safety of Zhou Ting and Xiao Zhen." ”

Wang Shanjun shook his head and said, "You can't cultivate the bloodline technique now, I need you to stay awake and maintain the order of the factory." I guarantee that this period of time will be very short, and I will definitely let you practice the bloodline technique soon. ”

"Well, listen to you. ”

"Now, I'm going to go and get a good night's sleep," said Wang Shanjun, who swayed back to his hut and fell asleep on the bed.

I slept until nearly midnight and woke up to the sound of an alarm clock. Wang Shanjun carried the blood-drinking knife on his back. Set off in the direction of the zoo, the Tiger Demon bloodline still needs more bloodline power.

At the same time, I also have to find a book that records the bloodline of the pig lineage.