"But that's it..."

Surrounded by telepathic weapons, the man spoke indifferently.

"Buzz..."

After the man finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and circles of "ripples" appeared around him...

"You are not the only one who can control these gadgets."

Gently holding a piece of silver wing, the man admired it and continued: "Okay, I won't play with you anymore."

"Whoosh!"

Looking sideways at Han Feng, the man flicked his wrist, and the silver wing stabbed straight at him!

"Whoosh!"

Han Feng ignored the shock in his heart and quickly took half a step to one side, barely avoiding this "counterattack" attack.

"If it doesn't make sense...it would be really scary."

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in front of him.

Turning around hastily, Han Feng was shocked when he saw the face so close to him!

He has obviously never been so fast before!

"bass!"

When Han Feng was still confused, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and then a chill...

"this!!!"

Looking down at his chest, it’s a man’s hand holding two injections!

At this moment, the long needle of the injection had pierced the clothes and flesh of the chest, and was stuck in the heart!

"laugh……"

At that moment, Han Feng did not dare to make any big moves. This gave the man the opportunity to inject the medicine into Han Feng's body.

"These are the last two injections you are looking for. Now I will inject them for you with my own hands..."

In less than two seconds, the man pulled out the empty syringe and said with a smile.

"Whoosh!"

The needle came out of the body, and Han Feng was "liberated" from his actions. He raised the mad knife with his backhand and slashed at the man in front of him.

Although I don’t understand why he did this, one thing is certain, this guy is definitely not a “good guy”!

"It's really chilling that you're so helpful to you and yet you attack me~"

After a few steps, the man almost "closely" avoided Han Feng's attack.

"Go to sleep...I will come back to you when you know everything..."

Taking advantage of the momentary loophole in Han Feng's attack, the man covered Han Feng's face with one hand and said.

"..."

With his eyes covered by the other party, Han Feng subconsciously closed his eyes.

But when Han Feng wanted to open his eyes again, he found that his eyelids seemed to be stuck with "glue" and could not open and close freely!

Raising his right hand, Han Feng wanted to wave away the opponent's hand, but found that his right hand was as heavy as a stone...

!!!

You know, I am driving blood rage at the moment! Why don’t I even have the strength to raise my hand?!

"Go to sleep...go to sleep..."

"..."

At this moment, the man's words rang out again, but Han Feng couldn't open his mouth and couldn't speak... he could only let the shock in his heart gradually get thicker.

"Go to sleep...go to sleep..."

The clarity in his heart only lasted for a moment, and Han Feng followed the sound of sleep, and his consciousness slowly fell silent...

…

The next morning...

"Ring ring ring... ring ring ring..."

"Er..."

In bed, Han Feng was woken up by the alarm of his cell phone beside his pillow.

Subconsciously reaching out to turn off the alarm, Han Feng narrowed his sleepy eyes...

"Sniff sniff..."

With his nose moving slightly, Han Feng smelled an unusual smell in the air.

"Blood!!!"

Recognizing this "familiar" smell, Han Feng gave a soft drink and then got up from the bed.

Looking at the originally white bed, now stained with blood, Han Feng's mind suddenly went into chaos.

Looking down at his body, he realized that the blood stains on the bed came from him.

In an instant, Han Feng remembered everything about last night!

It’s that mysterious zombie man!!!

After thinking clearly, Han Feng quickly turned his head and looked for something in the bedroom...

A few seconds later, Han Feng, whose search was fruitless, asked Luna in his mind: "Luna, how did I come back last night?"

"Report to the Korean team that you were brought back by a multi-purpose infantry vehicle."

"Who drove the car?!"

"I'm sorry, Team Han. Since you were unconscious, the system failed to connect properly, so...it's unknown."

"..."

After hearing Luna's reply, Han Feng sat on the bed with a shocked look on his face and said to himself: "It's seven o'clock in the morning... I met it last night in the early morning..."

"In other words, I returned to the zinc mine in just seven hours?"

"Report to the Korean team, yes."

"More than four hundred kilometers...less than seven hours!"

After shouting these words, Han Feng felt like he was "dreaming"!

What is the concept of traveling four hundred kilometers and arriving in seven hours?...

Before the apocalypse, a multifunctional infantry vehicle could easily run one hundred kilometers per hour. But... since the apocalypse, the roads have been filled with abandoned cars, which has made the originally smooth road become blocked.

Let alone 100 kilometers an hour...even if you run 50 kilometers, it's impossible!

Moreover, according to the blood stains on the mattress... it was not caused in a short time at all!

in other words……

This guy, five hours...

"Impossible! Unless..."

"Depend on!!!"

Sitting on the bed, Han Feng first frowned and said softly, and then suddenly exclaimed as if he remembered something!

Jumping off the bed, Han Feng opened the door and rushed out.

Coming downstairs, Han Feng found the multifunctional infantry vehicle parked behind the Caigang room based on the radar display...

Approaching the vehicle, Han Feng stared at the appearance of the multifunctional infantry vehicle while spinning in circles...

"It's wrong...it's wrong..."

With these words in his mouth, Han Feng became more and more confused...

According to his guess, the mysterious man should have driven his car "on a rampage" and forced his way out of the way.

But...the complete paint job of the multifunctional infantry vehicle in front of me...

Standing up straight, Han Feng scratched the back of his head in confusion.

"Ouch..."

The hair was stuck with the solidified blood, and when Han Feng pulled it with his fingers, he felt pain...

Withdrawing his hand, Han Feng looked at the dried blood on his hand and thought he should take a shower first...

Helpless, Han Feng could only put this "mysterious case" aside for a while.

Fortunately, Han Feng didn't meet anyone else on his way back to the bedroom, which also saved Han Feng the trouble of explaining.
To be continued...