Apocalyptic Red Alert

"!!!"

Staring at the minced meat in the hands of the seventh-level zombie, Han Feng suddenly let out a thump in his heart!

"Report to the Korean team that level seven zombies are on the east side of our base, about 3.6 kilometers away. →"

At this time, Natasha's report was "late"... ✪

"East side? That's it!..."

Staring, Han Feng's whole body felt like electricity was flowing through him! Half of the words were said, and there was no follow-up.

Because...the east side of the base is the direction of East City! !

The seventh-level zombies came from Dongcheng carrying flesh and blood... At this moment, even if Han Feng was a fool, he knew that the seventh-level zombies came with "bad news"!

"Whoosh!"

With a slight movement of his body, Han Feng disappeared from the spot in an instant! At this moment, he...can't wait any longer!

"Whoo! Howl!!"

Han Feng turned on his speed superpower to the maximum just to reach the level 7 zombies one second earlier! Any jungle he passes through will be followed by a strong wind within a few seconds!

The Crazy Knife, on the other hand, "cut" the air under its sharp blade, making bursts of piercing whistling sounds!

More than ten seconds later...

"Whoosh! Tsk!!!"

Approaching the seventh-level zombie, Han Feng "stepped on the brakes." After gliding for tens of meters, it finally stopped in front of the opponent.

"Ring ring ring..."

Han Feng held the Crazy Sword's hand. Due to excessive exertion, the sword god trembled and made a slightly rhythmic golden sound. And on the ground behind him, a ravine more than ten centimeters deep and more than ten meters long was plowed!

"Huh? Am I so popular? Thank you for your hard work for coming all the way to greet me~"

Seeing Han Feng suddenly appear in front of him, the seventh-level zombie was startled at first, and then made a joke.

Just like...just like an old friend he hadn't seen for many days, he didn't care at all about the real anger in Han Feng's eyes.

"Whose is this..."

Han Feng moved his eyes, stared at the minced meat in the hands of the seventh-level zombie, and asked with suppressed anger.

"This? Haha~"

The seventh-level zombie raised his hand, looked at the minced meat and said with a smile, "This is a gift for you~"

"call……"

As he spoke, the seventh-level zombie threw the minced meat in his hand towards Han Feng, and yelled "Catch it~ This is your child~"

"Crack!"

"collapse!!!"

Catch it in mid-air, with a hint of warm minced meat. After hearing the seventh-level zombie say this, Han Feng crushed several teeth in one bite!

With his body trembling, Han Feng looked at the minced meat in his hand...

Among the bright red, Han Feng suddenly saw a hint of something...

"My... child..."

In Han Feng's absent-minded words, and in his trembling hands, the pieces of meat trembled.

Between the fingers, a few strands of warm blood flowed down and dropped to the ground...

“Holy shit!!!”

The next moment, Han Feng ran away!

“Whoosh!!!”

The hand holding the knife suddenly flicked, and the sharp and slender back knife spun and flew towards the seventh-level zombie. But due to Han Feng's eagerness, this attack was not accurate.

"laugh……"

The seventh-level zombie moved lightly, easily dodging the deflected mad knife, and stood at another place looking at Han Feng with a silly smile.

"Boom! Boom!"

The next second, the mad knife hit the tree behind the seventh-level zombie. Finally, after cutting off more than ten trees, they were inserted into the ground without moving.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The mad knife fell to the ground, like a war drum beating heavily!

Han Feng stepped on the ground, stepped on a deep pit, and blasted straight towards the seventh-level zombies!

At this moment, in Han Feng's blank mind, three words kept echoing - kill it!

Kill it! Kill it! ! Kill it! ! !

The three words hovered in his mind, like the sound of a bell, shaking Han Feng's heart every time!

"Bang!!"

The punch came down hard, but the level seven zombie deftly dodged it.

The trees behind it are not so lucky...

Under the hammering force of this huge force, the thigh-thick tree trunk was directly "exploded" into thousands of pieces of wood!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Seeing the level 7 zombies running away, Han Feng took a step across to follow them! The other hand, straightened like a knife, quickly slashed at the seventh-level zombie.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this time, the seventh-level zombies did not seem to be confronting Han Feng head-on, but just chose to avoid them.

On the other hand, Han Feng, blinded by hatred, became more and more powerful. But as a price... his attack speed is also slowly decreasing.

A big punch comes out, but the body is "slow".

A dexterous person avoids fighting and only knows how to hide.

Everything... is self-evident.

After hundreds of attacks, Han Feng never encountered a level seven zombie. Instead, the battlefield between the two turned into dust...

Broken wood and broken stones were scattered around.

Sawdust and dust were flying all over the sky.

"Are you warming up? Is it fun to smash trees? ~Haha~"

While hiding, the level 7 zombie did not forget to continue teasing, adding fuel to Han Feng's fire!

Listening to the seventh-level zombie's nonsense, Han Feng didn't make any answer. But...the red color in his eyes is getting thicker and thicker!

"Buzz!"

With a muffled sound inside his body, Han Feng's blood rage... opened! ! !

"Whoosh!!"

With the blessing of blood rage, Han Feng's speed increased a lot! Almost instantly, he jumped in front of the seventh-level zombie!

"tear!"

Maybe the seventh-level zombie didn't expect that Han Feng would suddenly accelerate. By accident, Han Feng grabbed his sleeve.

With a tearing sound, the casual half-sleeves on the level 7 zombies were torn to pieces and fell aside.

"Mad dog! Mad dog!! How could you beat me like this?!"

Looking at Han Feng with red eyes, the level 7 zombie shouted seriously.

"Give me back my wife's life! Give me back my son's life!!"

Looking at the level 7 zombie, Han Feng's new and old hatreds in his heart burst out again!

Wei Yun died. Although the Holy Lord was dead, the hatred was still transferred to it.

And if the child was cut open during pregnancy, Lin Lan would definitely not survive!

All these things, how could Han Feng let the level 7 zombie go again? !

At this moment, Han Feng hated... He hated himself for not trying his best to kill it!

"Crazy, crazy... Do you have to kill a person?"

Hands turned into claws, in Han Feng's heart, he could no longer hear what the level 7 zombie was saying. Because the voice in his mind had already blasted his reason to nothing!

"Swoosh!"

Before the level 7 zombie finished speaking, Han Feng pressed forward again!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

The level 7 zombie knew that he could no longer hide, so he had to choose to fight!

After a series of bombardments, the level 7 zombie actually stabilized its body and fought a tie with the violent Han Feng!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!"

Han Feng shouted wildly with his mouth full of blood, ignoring his own defense and increasing his power output to the maximum!

At this moment, even if there were thousands of knives and swords in front of him! Han Feng would never retreat a step!

Either kill the level 7 zombie, or...burn together!

And these four words "burn together" are exactly Han Feng's choice!

When a person completely disregards his own safety, he is the most terrifying existence!

As the old saying goes, the stupid ones are afraid of the arrogant ones, and the arrogant ones are afraid of the desperate ones! And Han Feng is the one who is desperate!

The level 7 zombie is very strong, and Han Feng still doesn't know what trump card it has.

But...so what? !

"Bang! Boom!"

"Puff!!!"

After the level 7 zombie hit Han Feng's chest seven times in a row, Han Feng finally spit out a blood mist! Waving in the air. Under the reflection of the setting sun, a blood-red rainbow appeared...

Under such a heavy blow, Han Feng's legs trembled slightly, but he refused to retreat even a step.

Even when he was vomiting blood, Han Feng still suppressed his body and punched the level 7 zombie again!

"Bang bang!!"

Unable to withstand Han Feng's desperate fighting style, the level 7 zombie chose to temporarily avoid the edge. After a few steps, it flashed ten meters away.

"Spit..."

After landing, the level 7 zombie spit out several broken teeth from its mouth...

"You succeeded in angering me...you will..."

"Swoosh!!"

How could Han Feng give the level 7 zombie time to talk nonsense? !

After stepping on the ground, Han Feng