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Chapter two hundred and sixty-six: fighting the fifth-level zombies(2/2)

"Thank you!" Han Feng took the medicine box, thanked him, and quickly opened it.

Taking out the gene-rapid recovery potion, Han Feng stabbed Liu Zhe directly, and then gently pushed...

When all the medicine was injected into Liu Zhe's body, Han Feng looked at Liu Zhe who was in a twisted state and asked: "Luna, what about now? How are you now?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the gene-rapid recovery potion has taken effect. The estimated recovery time is twelve hours. Please arrange the Korean team properly and wait patiently."

"Huh...huh..." Breathing heavily, Han Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Tanya, go find a tent and cover him. Don't let him catch a cold..." Looking back at Liu Zhe on the ground, Han Feng told Tanya.

"Okay." After the response, Tanya turned around to look for a suitable tent...

Turning his head, Han Feng looked at the level 5 zombies climbing the wall not far away, and said coldly: "This time...it's my turn!"

Suddenly, the level five zombie raised his head, looked at Han Feng, and smiled strangely! Then nodded!

Clenching his fists, Han Feng thought in surprise, how could the level 5 zombies hear his muttering so quietly, and with the sound of fire all around him?!

"Luna! Ten high-explosive grenades!" Han Feng said to Luna in his mind as he raised his legs and ran toward the level five zombies.

At the same time, Han Feng did not forget the ten-handed saber on the ground!

"Okay, Korean team!" As soon as he said this, the ten American soldiers around him took off the high-explosive grenades on their chests and threw them at Han Feng.

The power of his mind suddenly rose, and he activated the high-explosive grenade in the air. Han Feng quickened his pace!

"They say you are thick-skinned! Let me give it a try!" Han Feng's eyes widened with anger! Han Feng waved with one hand! The ten-handed saber in mid-air was like a sharp arrow from the string! He quickly stabbed towards the fifth-level zombie!

"Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh!" The ten-handed saber sliced ​​through the air and made a sharp whistle!
Chapter completed!
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