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Chapter four hundred and seventy eight: fierce battle(2/2)

At this moment, it was only then that Han Feng asked the question that should have been asked long ago.

While asking questions, the attack in Han Feng's hands continued unabated and remained strong.

"Haha, why?!"

When receiving the move, the level 7 zombie chuckled and pretended to be ignorant.

"Why did you kill my child! Why!!"

"Haha~ Do you need a reason?!"

Unexpectedly, the level seven zombie did not answer directly, but "slid" to the other side and asked Han Feng.

"court death!"

After hearing this, Han Feng stepped forward and punched the level 7 zombie.

At this moment, the fists and kicks of the level 7 zombies also arrived, and the two of them blasted each other away for the first time...

"When you killed the Queen, did I ask you why?~"

Covering the huge gaping hole in his chest, the level 7 zombie steadied himself, walked up to Han Feng and asked. His tone... was still so cynical.

"There's nothing to say, let's fight again! Fight again!!!"

Seeing that he couldn't communicate, Han Feng held on to the mad knife and stood up again with the help of his telepathy.

Under the moonlight, the blade of the crazy knife in Han Feng's hand was already riddled with holes...

Reflected by the bright moon, the illusion of a "saw" is reflected on the ground.

Fortunately, it was the world's first sword created by the Level 3 Combat Laboratory, otherwise...it really wouldn't have been able to withstand such a high-intensity battle!

Another two hours later...

At this time, deep in the mountain forest, it was already so dark that one couldn't even see anything. But around Han Feng, due to the lack of shade from trees, he could barely see anything.

Sitting on the gravel-strewn ground, Han Feng didn't care about dirt or cleanliness at all...

At his feet, a level 7 zombie was lying on the ground with its head drooped. Upon closer inspection, there was only a thin layer of skin connecting the head and neck of the level 7 zombie...

That's right... the level 7 zombie is dead. After receiving the two million gold coins rewarded by the system, the level 7 zombie is finally... dead!

Having solved the biggest worry at the moment, Han Feng didn't feel the happiness he deserved at all.

At that time, the minced meat in the hands of the seventh-level zombies was left unknown after the battle began. Looking at the ruins on the ground, even if Han Feng wanted to put them away, he could not find them...

"hehe……"

Suddenly, Han Feng, covered in blood, laughed out loud in the silent mountain...

Because he mobilized all the red police soldiers and armed forces to the second base, there was not a single soldier left behind in the city.

Even the funeral announcement... there was no one to do it for me.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

Han Feng stopped laughing, and a sound of rapid running came from far and near...it was Tanya.

Tens of seconds later, Tanya rushed to Han Feng with three genes - rapid recovery potion.

"Team Han... please bear with me."

Tanya looked at Han Feng covered in "rotten flesh", and the corners of her eyes twitched unconsciously...

"..."

Holding three injections, Tanya, who has always been courageous, hesitated... rather, she was afraid.

Looking at Han Feng's skin, Tanya couldn't find a perfect spot.

As far as the eye could see, Han Feng was in a state of being bruised and bruised.

The exposed muscles trembled from time to time, I don't know whether it was because of pain or something else.

"Let me do it."
Chapter completed!
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