"despair……"

"Give."

Suddenly, Wang Man's voice came from behind.

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

After thanking him, Han Feng took a newly lit cigarette.

Holding the cigarette, Han Feng's hand couldn't stop trembling... When the ash with sparks fell on Han Feng's hand, Han Feng just lowered his eyebrows and glanced at it, without blowing it off or slapping it. Because...

This piece of soot has already stuck to the skin under the influence of blood.

"call……"

Breathing out a mouthful of white mist, Han Feng asked casually: "Where is Kong Xiang?"

"Relieved."

Han Feng responded with three short words from Brother Wang...

"oh……"

Taking a deep breath of his cigarette, Han Feng responded seemingly unintentionally... and tightened his grip on the Crazy Knife with his other hand...

"You said... people nowadays are more comfortable dead? Or are they more comfortable alive?"

With his eyes wandering on this scorched earth, Wang Man opened his mouth, seemingly asking but not asking.

"Alive."

After saying that, Han Feng paused and continued: "Fight zombies."

After hearing what Han Feng said, Wang Man smiled. Just when he was about to say something else, Han Feng suddenly said: "If you die, you will be beaten alive."

"..."

After saying these words, Wang Man fell silent...

Yes... In the end of the world, even going to the grave is a word of comfort...

If you die, is it really over?

So what is the monster that appears here today?!

"Haha...then life is worse than death?"

Following Han Feng's words, Wang Man responded.

"Is life worse than death?" Sitting on the ground, Han Feng looked back at Wang Man and said, "Becoming stronger is the only way to live."

"..."

"Okay, thank you for the cigarettes, I'm going."

During the few minutes of smoking, Han Feng felt that a lot of blood was growing in his body.

Putting down the cigarette butt, Han Feng stood up with the Crazy Saber in his hand.

Wang Man looked at Han Feng's blood-soaked back, then looked down at the flickering cigarette butt in the darkness, and fell into deep thought...

"roar!!!"

Hearing the roar of zombies in the distance, Wang Man woke up as if from a dream.

The battle is still going on... it's far from over...

"Tanya! Injection!!"

That night, Han Feng did not know how many times he gave Tanya such an order.

Fortunately, there was no threat from level six zombies, and all Han Feng faced were small minions.

I don’t know how long it took, but the eastern horizon turned fish belly white...

Han Feng fought this battle from early night to late night, and then from late night to dawn...

There are more than tens of thousands of dead souls under the sword!

When the first ray of sunlight shone on this land, Han Feng's back looked a little lonely...

Sitting on the corpse of a Level 4 zombie, Han Feng held a cigarette in his mouth and stared blankly at Kong Xiang among the corpses.

Next to Level 4, there is a crazy sword as white as snow...

At this time, there were no gunshots or explosions.

Apart from the crackling sound of burning in my ears, no other sound could be heard...

In the zinc mine, the survivors began to make fires to cook...

On people's faces, there was no panic of the deceased, nor cheers of the survivors. They were calm...as if nothing had happened.

"Report to the Korean team...all the zombies have been wiped out...we have won."

Tanya came behind Han Feng and slowly reported the battle situation.

"Um……"

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Han Feng nodded.

"Wei Peng, Lin Lan has recovered. But Lin Lan is still in a coma..."

"Walk……"

After listening to Tanya's words, Han Feng stood up and jumped off the corpse of the level four zombie.

"Ring ring ring..."

Picking up the Crazy Saber, Han Feng let the Crazy Saber drag on the ground. Because... Han Feng had no longer lifted it up.

After getting on the multifunctional infantry vehicle, Han Feng was taken to the base by Tanya with a numb look on his face.

"Report to the Korean team, we are here."

"laugh……"

After hearing this, Han Feng didn't make any response. He mechanically opened the door and got out of the car, heading towards the hospital.

"Brother-in-law..."

As soon as he entered the door, Han Feng heard Wei Peng's voice.

Turning his neck numbly, Han Feng saw Wei Peng sitting up from the chair in the hospital lobby and walking toward him.

"Team Han! Quick! Come up quickly!"

At this time, a group of medical staff came over carrying a portable stretcher and separated Han Feng and Wei Peng.

"Notify the blood bank, blood type O, quickly!"

The leading doctor, while supporting Han Feng, turned to shout to the others behind him.

"Operating Room No. 1! Let's go!"

After Han Feng lay down, the doctor shouted again. Then, the stretcher was quickly lifted and headed towards the operating room.

"Team Han, do you have anything else to arrange?"

The doctor asked after placing Han Feng on the operating table.

"???"
Chapter completed!