Mike didn't speak, he just punched and kicked when he went up, without any tricks, he hit wherever he caught, only to hit Zou Yiming like a pig. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A minute later, the dying Zou Yiming couldn't scream anymore, lying on the ground like a dead dog, and Mike, who had stopped, pulled out his pistol, but was stopped by Wu Fan.

Dozens of soldiers crawled out of the armored car in the distance at this time, and the missile launched by Zihan exploded very accurately, overturning the armored car but not hurting a single person, these soldiers were just suffering some abrasions, and ran towards this side with guns.

'Bang!' Another missile shot out, and the crowd immediately fell to the ground, and the missile exploded a hundred and fifty meters away from them, and the flying stones landed right in front of them. The soldier who got up from the ground no longer dared to act rashly, and stood there looking at this side.

"You ...... Want...... Why ......" Zou Yiming, who heard the explosion, looked up at the soldiers standing in the distance, and turned over with difficulty to look at Wu Fan and Mike.

"What happened at the headquarters?" Wu Fan asked in a deep voice.

Zou Yiming's glasses had been knocked off, and he squinted his swollen eyes and glanced at Mike, who was full of murderous face. "If you ...... Guaranteed ...... He won't kill me......"

'Bang!' Wu Fan took out his gun and fired a shot at Zou Yiming's head, the large penetrating force of the bullet left a round hole in the concrete floor, and several pieces of rubble splashed on Zou Yiming's face, leaving a few cuts.

"I can only guarantee that you will not be tortured again, even if you don't say it, I can ask them, now I count to three, say it or not......! Second ......" Wu Fan counted down while aiming the muzzle of the gun at Zou Yiming's right leg knee, it is conceivable that if this shot goes down, the kneecap will definitely be broken, and as for whether the leg will be broken, it can only depend on luck.

Wu Fan had just counted to two, and Zou Yiming couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "I'...... said, the headquarters ...... Already zombie...... Make a breakthrough...... Am I wrong...... Do not ...... Kill me......"

"Impossible, the doors and windows of the headquarters are reinforced with alloys, how can they be breached, unless someone deliberately let the zombies in, is it your ......" Mike stepped forward and grabbed Zou Yiming's chest and lifted him up from the ground, holding a gun against his head.

"No, it's really not me, those zombies came in through the underground passage, they raided the central control room first, and opened the door......" Zou Yiming hurriedly explained, the shadow of death made him speak neatly.

"Shit!" Mike slammed the butt of his gun into Zou Yiming's mouth. "How could a zombie use a computer, you must have opened the door in order to escape by yourself, and if you don't tell the truth, Lao Tzu will smash your mouth first!"

Zou Yiming covered his mouth and whined indistinctly: "It's not me, it's not me...... It was Fan Hua who made ......"

A cold light flashed in Wu Fan's eyes, and he could imagine the scene at that time, the soldiers were struggling to resist the zombies rushing out of the underground passage, but the gate was opened, and the zombies rushing in from outside the door instantly drowned the defenseless soldiers.

Wu Fan, who forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, asked Mike. "Who is Fan Hua?"

"This bastard's nephew, captain of the city guard!" Mike looked up at the soldiers in the distance. "The shortest one standing in the back is!"

Wu Fan turned his head to look at Yao Yuan, Yao Yuan nodded and walked forward. "Leave it to me!"

"Where are our people now?" Wu Fan took a deep breath and looked at Zou Yiming again.

"Your people?" Zou Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hit Mike's two rifle butts on his face, and hurriedly shouted: "The woman was picked up, and I don't know the rest of the people......"

"Who picked it up?" Wu Fan asked.

"Her brother, picked him up by helicopter!" Zou Yiming, who was afraid of being beaten again, replied quickly this time.

Wu Fan thought for a moment and walked towards the other armored car. "You stay here, I'll go back and see!"

"Help me get out of the car!" Without waiting for Mike to react, Zihan left a sentence and followed Wu Fan into the armored car.

The armored car did not close the door and started slowly, and when passing by Yao Yuan's side, Wu Fan shouted to Yao Yuan, who was carrying Fan Hua: "Get in the car!"

Yao Yuan, who had transformed into a heavy form, threw Fan Hua into the air with a flick of his right arm, and at the same time, the bone tail behind him turned into a black shadow and flashed over Fan Hua, and he got into the armored car without looking back.

Fan Hua, who was cut in half by the waist, fell to the ground, his upper body continued to twitch violently, and blood was spitting out of his mouth, and the soldiers around him were so frightened that they even forgot to throw down the weapons that were cut into scrap metal in their hands, until Mike's men came over and collected the ammunition on their bodies, they reacted and sat down on the ground one after another.

These guards, who usually just stand guard and have never fought in actual combat, have already crushed their will when they encounter Yao Yuan's 'monster'.

The armored car drove along the highway towards the city, the atmosphere on the car was a little dull, Zihan quietly looked at Wu Fan, who was frowning, and did not disturb him. Although she is sometimes unreasonable, she is not ignorant, it is just that women are willful and coquettish to their men, she knows when men should not be disturbed, and she also knows when women should shut up.

The armored car came to the municipal street, looking at the street densely packed with zombies, Wu Fan squeezed out three words from between his clenched teeth. "Crush it!"

The armored car jolted all the way to the front of the building, leaving two bloody marks on the ground behind the car, paved with green blood, and the tracks were stuffed with the stumps of zombies.

There were no more gunshots in the building, and the two garage doors were open, one of them only half lowered, and the red and green blood on the ground mixed together and turned into black plasma. Wu Fan punched the wall of the car hard, just because a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, but killed so many people!

Probably hearing a roar, a large number of zombies poured out of the garage door and walked towards the armored car.

"Open the door, close the door when we go down, and wait here for us to come back!" Wu Fan instructed the driver, Zihan jumped out of the car first, and the two rapid-fire guns opened a circular vacuum in the group of zombies surrounded from all directions, and in the dense gunfire, the area of the circle continued to expand, although there were more and more zombies pouring outside, they were never able to break through this circle.

When Yao Yuan and Wu Fan got out of the car, there were only zombies lying on the ground within a radius of 100 meters with the armored car as the center, and even the zombies who were blocked behind by the armored car were not spared, and Zi Han, who inspired the true qi transformation, danced in front of him with his arms, and the purple ballistics shot out bloomed in all directions like meteors, and the zombies around him fell in pieces, and each zombie was only shot in the head, no more and no less.

Wu Fan pulled out his shotgun from behind, glanced back at the closed car door, and strode towards the garage. Yao Yuan transformed into a form and followed closely behind, and Zi Han was in charge of breaking the back.

'Boom, boom, boom...... 'In the fan shotgun spraying, the zombies that pounced on Wu Fan were blasted away, and the ones that missed were also killed under Yao Yuan's bones, and Zihan's powerful firepower made the zombies chasing behind him fewer and fewer.

The three of them searched from house to house along the corridor, and after looking for the first floor and the second floor, the doors of all the rooms were wide open, and it was clear from the outside that there was no survivor except for blood stains on the ground and bullet casings. When the three of them came to the innermost room on the second floor and saw the closed door, Wu Fan's gloomy face was slightly better. (To be continued.) )