Maybe both of them need to calm down. Lin Ying took a deep breath www.biquge.info the pen, whether it was out of the kindness of that bottle of water, or the day and night that carried her on his back. He asked himself, his good impression of her had long been negative, and today's lingering was not an accident, in fact, the two of them had already planned it clearly in their hearts, but it was just a matter of time.

Lin Ying is both greedy for that beautiful and energetic body, and also greedy for her.

Everything seems to be figured out, so there are some things that don't need to be too clear.

Exhale a breath of turbidity, since you can't go back temporarily, then just take a good look around this base.

In addition to the fact that the base has fewer zombies than the wilderness outside, the security is not much better, especially at dark nights.

But the warrior with the knife has a transcendent position in the base itself, and in the area where guns are not allowed, sticks, knives and guns are king.

Lin Ying walked all the way and didn't encounter any strongmen who didn't have long eyes to rob him, maybe it was too remote here. Of course, the location itself is not biased, but how can the most primitive center of the base be biased. But with the greedy wolf moving in, the team that was his neighbor basically didn't end well, and he would see him over the wall, and it was too easy to ask for an ambush in the wilderness.

Coupled with the westward relocation of the base stationmaster's room, the original center that was already crowded with birds was emptied.

Searching for the light of the searchlight, Lin Ying soon came to the new inner circle of M51, and immediately dispelled his naïve idea that there would be no nightlife in the last days.

Crazy! Crazy chaos! If the searchlights around him were replaced by bonfires that rose into the sky, Lin Ying was afraid that he would think that he had traveled back to the barbaric tribal era.

Blood, money, and women are always a cure for war. And the wild mercenaries on the field start from touching the gun in their hands, and the battle never stops.

Even without the excitement of alcohol, the excitement on the scene is not diminished at all. Fortunately, the base is not like the era when the buildings were all over the ground, otherwise these beast-like shouts could ripple to the sky under the refraction of the tall buildings.

Gladiatorial fights, wrestling, that's all the work of cowards, and there are so many things in the field that gamble on their lives. A revolver with eight bullets, only one embedded in it, pointed at the temple, and the unlucky shot died in a pool of blood, and the madman who won the three cyan hedrons didn't know what to revel.

Thrill-seeking: Isn't fighting for your life in the wilderness exciting enough to cost your life here?

"Bang" There was a loud bang, this time there was more than one person dead, and there was also a circle of wounded people on the side, which was betting on grenades.

The smell of blood has become a drug in disguise, and the more blood flows, the more exciting the scene becomes. It is strictly forbidden to do anything to others in the base, but the base will never interfere with such a thrill-seeking suicide, and it will not be able to intervene.

Lin Ying shook his head, what was on the periphery was just a "game" for mercenaries who were not in the stream to entertain themselves. The real inner circle has a show brought by big businessmen, and there are women, alcohol, and blood carnivals.

The two wind-winged knives behind Lin Ying's back were his best passes, no matter how he stumbled those hot-tempered mercenaries when he was marching, these mercenaries obediently closed their mouths when they turned around and saw the two twin knives behind him.

The person who carries the knife is generally powerful, and the person who carries two knives is even more difficult to guess.

But as long as Lin Ying goes further to the middle, the identity of the people he meets will naturally be more transcendent.

"Stop!"

Lin Ying's body quietly retreated a few steps, dodged the hand that grabbed him, and smiled, did he finally meet someone who dared to make a move on him?

The man withdrew his palm, looked at this young man with two knives on his back, and inevitably had some thoughts in his heart.

In the last days, there are ancient warriors who hold swords, swords and guns, but when it comes to the existing masters, they are the first to hold guns. It's just that ten years ago it was a set of two double swords dominating the rivers and lakes, and ten years ago it was a set of two double hammers that smashed a river and lake, and then ten years ago it was a set of two double swords.

"Boy Li Yuan, dare to ask Brother Taigui's surname, which family is it?" Li Yuan asked.

Lin Ying's flurry, saying hello in the last days is still exciting? But it's not difficult to understand when you think about it. There is always a boundary between the so-called high and low, the noble and the low, and I think of these so-called ancient etiquette is the boundary between the ancient warrior and the musket-licking mercenary.

Lin Ying is here to fight, and his mood is not smooth, and hitting someone and smashing electrical appliances is definitely the best way to vent.

Lin Ying didn't talk nonsense, nor did he draw his knife, turned his fingers into fists, and rushed towards the door of Li Yuan. Although he only knows a few knife skills, but as the so-called one law is universal, ten thousand laws are universal, and those who can make good knives can make fists not enter the stream, but there are always some tiger styles.

Li Yuan obviously didn't expect Lin Ying to make a sudden move, and retreated in embarrassment, but he was able to avoid Lin Ying's fist, and he was also furious. There are not too many people who practice ancient martial arts in the last days, and they are basically from the four ancient martial arts bases, and the four bases belong to four families, and they have close contacts on weekdays. But I didn't expect this young man to be so reckless, and he punched without saying a word, which was really too indifferent to people.

Looking at the male lion who was aroused by himself, Lin Ying also stopped slightly, breathed his breath, and waited strictly.

Martial arts are difficult to look at, low and easy, judging from Li Yuan's ups and downs, this person is just a rookie who has just entered the fetal breath, and he is only a rookie who has just entered the field of martial arts. But if you look closely, you can see the rhythm of the muscles under his clothes, and with the strength of this muscle, he is definitely a genetically strengthened person.

Gu Wu pursues nature, and the gene enhancement potion stimulates the potential of the human body to a certain extent, and for those who cultivate martial arts, it is more like fishing with all their might, and those young people born in the Gu Wu family are the only ones in the Apocalyptic Alliance who do not need to inject the potion. Changing from genetic enhancement to Guwu can only mean that this guy was accepted into the Guwu family from an ordinary mercenary, although the potential of such a person is not as good as the former, but his strength can no longer be divided by a simple internal force realm.

Lin Ying's fist returned in vain, but his left shoulder ushered in the opponent's fist.

It is also the pitiful internal force of the initial realm of fetal breath, but Li Yuan's degree of condensation is obviously above Lin Ying. The punch came quickly, and Lin Ying didn't have time to dodge, so he didn't hesitate to draw the knife from behind.

"There are really no rules!" If the fist hits Lin Ying's shoulder with all his strength, the inertia generated will be intimate, and I am afraid it will be difficult to withdraw the fist and retreat.

The fist was unloaded with too much force, and almost only touched Lin Ying's shirt before it was taken back. And Li Yuan only felt a cold sword wind passing through his fist, if it was any longer, he should have left half a palm.

"Rules?" Lin Ying seemed to have heard the freshest words, he had traveled from the civilized world to the end of the world, and had been broken by the lack of rules in the end of the world, and now someone finally wanted to talk to him about the rules?

"Brother Li, it's really rude, but if I don't use the knife, I will have to suffer a lot of injuries on your hands. Lin Ying finally remembered to give the note back, "Oh, my surname is Lin, and my single name is Ying." ”

Li Yuan was a little at a loss, is this guy a madman?

"Please also ask Brother Li to lead the way, I still want to go in and enjoy the show!" Lin Ying pointed to the miniature version of the "Colosseum" in front of him, although the venue was small, the things inside didn't seem to be simple.

In the middle of the battle between the two, a pickup truck with an iron cage drove by, and the cage was filled with a blonde girl.