"Donor Han, are you feeling better?!"

After punching the level 6 zombie in front of him, Master Zhi turned his head and asked Han Feng.

"Thanks! Much better!"

With his back to Master Zhi, Han Feng responded without turning his head.

"Why are there so many demons?!" After a cold shout, Master Zhi continued: "Let's return to the West City first, Bo Lao has deployed many weapons there!"

"That's what I meant! Let's go!"

After Master Zhi finished speaking, Han Feng immediately pulled Master Zhi's wrist, dropped the Mad Saber in front of his feet, and jumped up.

"call!……"

With the help of telekinesis, Han Feng and Master Zhi took advantage of the wind and soared up to more than ten meters.

Although Han Feng is still in a relatively weak state, he can still support himself and Master Zhi.

In order to avoid the jumping and killing of level 6 zombies, Han Feng deliberately raised the "flying" height to more than ten meters...

"In a moment, you can go into the city first!"

Looking at the city getting closer and closer, Han Feng lowered his head and shouted to Master Zhi.

"how about you?!"

"Leave me alone! Their target is me! If I enter the city... then the people in the city will suffer!!!"

When answering Master Zhi's words, Han Feng thought that there were still many level six zombies alive.

Although they were injured to varying degrees, they were not something that city people could contend with...

The wave-like low-level zombies are okay, at most they only consume more energy and ammunition. But... if the sixth-level zombies chase into the city...

Thinking of this, Han Feng suddenly shook his head.

"Today, block them no matter what you say...Luna! Summon a hundred terrorists to me! Confirm!!"

Gritting his teeth, Han Feng looked back with cold eyes and said something...

"Okay Team Korea, one hundred terrorists are being summoned, please wait..."

"Master Zhi! Go back first and tell Wei Peng and the others not to come out! It's best to stay in the east city!"

When the two were about to arrive in the West City, Han Feng shouted to Master Zhi.

"You go into the city together..."

"Let's go!"

"call……"

Looking at the west city wall, Han Feng lowered his flying height. In order to avoid Master Zhi's continued persuasion, Han Feng threw Master Zhi out.

This height is a bit high for ordinary people. But for Master Zhi who is wearing a golden body, it doesn't matter.

"Dong...gulu..."

Two seconds later, Master Zhi touched the ground. After several tumbling efforts, Master Zhi stood up safely.

"Luna, call someone out to pull him back!"

Seeing that Master Zhi still wanted to run towards him, Han Feng opened his mouth and gave an order to Luna.

"Okay, Team Korea."

"..."

When Master Zhi was brought back to the West City by the red police soldiers, Han Feng continued: "Close the city gate, no one... is allowed to enter or exit!"

"Okay, Team Korea."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng withdrew his gaze and turned to the approaching "wall of corpses" not far away...

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Han Feng put down his mad knife and sat on the ground.

In his pocket, Han Feng took out half a pack of blood-soaked cigarettes and the half of the nutritional ointment just now.

Find a relatively "clean" cigarette and light it lightly...

A puff of cigarette and a puff of nutritional ointment. Han Feng, who was sitting on the ground, just smoked quietly, waiting for the corpse wave to sweep here.

"Luna, make five more recovery potions for me."

After swallowing the liquid food in his mouth, Han Feng thought for a while.

"Okay, Korean team, five genes - rapid recovery potions are being made, please wait..."

"boom!!!"

Just as Luna finished speaking, Han Feng appeared more than 500 meters in front of him.

There was a deafening explosion!

Immediately afterwards, a small mushroom cloud slowly rose...

is the first terrorist...

"call……"

A few seconds later, a strong shock wave swept up the sand and dust and blew it in all directions...

Han Feng, who was sitting on the ground, turned sideways to protect the cigarettes and nutritional ointment in his hands, waiting for the shock wave to pass.

"Boom!! Boom! Boom boom!!!"

But who knows...the first shock wave has not dissipated, and the second, third, and fourth mushroom clouds have risen in response...

“Damn it… you’re not going to let people have a good meal?!”

Holding on to his shirt, Han Feng pulled at the wound on his back that hurt. Coupled with the erosion of the hurricane, Han Feng's mood became even more irritable!

After yelling, Han Feng threw the cigarette butt out of his hand. When he stood up, he swallowed the last mouthful of nutritional ointment.

"Eat and drink enough, get up and get to work!"

Looking at the zombie less than a hundred meters in front of him, Han Feng picked up the knife and smiled.

“Da da da da!!”

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

"Boom boom!"

When Han Feng was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of intensive fire behind him.

Looking back, Han Feng still saw dozens of missiles in the sky...

"Luna, there are heavy soldiers in the city...?!"

Han Feng was a little confused when he saw a weapon that did not belong to his summons...

"Report to the Korean team that it was a missile triggered by Bo Lao's people. It is estimated that Bo Lao used the equipment in the weapons arsenal."

"oh……"

After Luna explained, Han Feng nodded.

At this moment, the west city wall that stretches for several kilometers is full of people carrying guns and cannons.

Red police soldiers, guards, militiamen... mixed together.

"Very good~ Then help me delay a little longer."

Looking at the scene behind him that was fully armed and full of ammunition, Han Feng dropped the crazy knife again and sat on the ground.

Now, if the person behind you delays for one more second, you will be able to recover one more point of physical strength.

"Luna, God's Vision."

However, Han Feng, who was sitting on the ground, was not idle. In order to detect the movements of level six zombies, Han Feng immediately activated God's Vision.

"Okay Team Korea, God's Vision is opening, please wait..."

"Buzz..."

The next second after Luna finished speaking, Han Feng's other vision bloomed in mid-air...

Among the numerous zombies, Han Feng saw the remains of more than a dozen level six zombies.

They stood quietly behind the tide of corpses with missing arms and legs, as if waiting for something.

"Haha~ So you are also afraid of guns!" Seeing this scene, Han Feng smiled and continued: "Luna! All the newly summoned terrorists are going to greet these guys!~~"

Staring at the level six zombies with God's vision, Han Feng said ferociously.

"Okay, Team Korea."

"boom!"

"boom!!……"
To be continued...