Gripping his teeth, Han Feng glared!

Immediately afterwards, ten silver shuttles began to spin wildly!

"Buzz!!!"

"squeak!!!"

A harsh "tooth grinding" sounded, and the threaded end of the silver shuttle began to start the "drilling" mode...

"roar!!!"

Feeling the pain of drilling into the body, the level 6 zombies frantically swung their bodies, trying to get rid of these silver shuttles.

But the silver shuttle has been inserted into the sixth-level zombie. I want to ask? How easy is it!

Looking at the struggling level 6 zombie, Han Feng raised his lips and knew that he was sure to win with a chuckle!

"Bang!Bang!"

But it was beyond Han Feng's expectations again!

Two silver shuttles... actually... exploded!

That's right... the silver shuttle is spinning at high speed... exploded!!!

"grass!"

Gripping his teeth and yelled, Han Feng moved sideways!

"call……"

Going around behind the level 6 zombies, Han Feng charged a power to hit the back of the level 6 zombies!

It’s not that Han Feng wants to play with the silence... it’s that he is afraid that if he drags on, things will become tricky!

Before the battle began, Han Feng injected himself with a quick recovery potion, preventing him from fearing that his bloody anger would end and that he was not dead at level 6.

Now, it has been three minutes in Bloody Rage mode...

Although the blood in the body was still enough to hold on for a while, Han Feng would never dare to betray this abnormal level 6 zombie.

"Bang!!!"

Under the huge invasion of the huge force, the back of the level 6 zombie was hit hard!

For a moment, the level 6 zombie was attacked by both sides. In front of her was the drilling of eight silver shuttles, and behind her was the heavy blow of Han Feng, the "freak".

"Roar! Roar!"

When life is extremely threatened, the level 6 zombies burst out with unprecedented roars!

Thanks to the fact that the forest is big enough! Even if the level 6 zombies burst out with desperate roars, Han Feng was not worried that other zombies would come to join in.

With a solemn expression, Han Feng raised his fist and punched the back of the Level 6 zombie...

Next, Han Feng shook his arms wildly and attacked back and forth... After swinging many punches, Han Feng felt that the gold coins soared by 500,000...

"Huh...huh!"

Confirmed that the level 6 zombie was dead, Han Feng supported his knees with his broken and injured hands and began to breathe violently...

Relieving his bloody anger, Han Feng fell to the ground in response.

“Hu…hu…”

In the next few minutes, Han Feng kept lying on his back and watched the sky adjust his rest.

Fortunately, during this period, no zombies came to make trouble...

With his half-closed eyes, Han Feng weakly supported his body and looked at the level 6 zombie not far away in front of him.

Slowly crawling over, Han Feng poked out his hand and flipped over the level 6 zombie that was lying on the ground...

When the level 6 zombies looked up, Han Feng saw eight silver shuttles that had been inserted halfway through.

The lack of mental power is so Han Feng cannot activate his mind and can only remove it manually.

"Broken!..." With a gentle pull, the silver shuttle was actually broken by himself!

I glared at me, I don’t know how many times Han Feng was surprised…

Looking at the half of the silver shuttle inserted into the sixth-level zombie, Han Feng looked down at the half in his hand...

"bite……"

After throwing away half of the silver shuttle in his hand, Han Feng reached out to get the other silver shuttles.

"collapse!……"

No surprise... the second piece was broken by itself.

"collapse!……"

The third one...

"collapse!……"

After dozens of seconds, Han Feng broke the only four silver shuttles in succession.

“Ha~”

With a self-deprecating smile, Han Feng lay back on the ground again...

At this point, all Han Feng's customized weapons were destroyed in this fierce battle...

After losing a crucial weapon, Han Feng's mental power will be greatly reduced.

After resting for another three or five minutes, Han Feng felt that his physical strength had recovered slightly. Thanks to the gene - the residual medicinal power of the rapid recovery agent, Han Feng was able to recover his physical strength so quickly.

Patting the cold snowflakes and stolen goods on his body, Han Feng walked towards the supply box in one step.

Looking at this slightly familiar supply box, Han Feng didn't even think about it, and directly put his hand on it, then said, "Open."

"Ding~"

A crisp and pleasant sound came, and at the same time, the supply box opened...

When Han Feng opened the opening of the supply box, he saw a "ghost" lying inside...

"Haha... OK." Han Feng smiled at the new terminator.

"Luna, where is the ghost?" Seeing the new Terminator, Han Feng suddenly rang out. He had another one before... However, since the base was destroyed, he seemed to have never seen the ghost again.

"Report to the Korean team, the ghost is still under repair."
Chapter completed!