Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen had just dodged his fireball attack, but he hadn't had time to catch his breath.

Zhuang Chen felt a fierce attack from behind him, coming at him again.

His body rolled in the air, jumping between them.

At this time, he saw clearly that it was the fireball that turned around and attacked him again.

"No wonder you are so confident. You really can't scare me without any ability."

Zhuang Chen snorted lightly, full of disdain for the actions of the man in black in front of him.

When Zhuang Chen looked up, he saw the fireball, flying straight to the hand of the man in black and jumping.

He frowned slightly and tilted his head to look at the fireball in his hand.

"It turned out to be a disposable thing."

Zhuang Chen thought that his fireball could be condensed infinitely.

But he didn't expect that it was only used once and permanently.

He slowly stood up and looked into his eyes. His face under the black mask was a little unclear, even his eyes.

The man with the black mask looked at Zhuang Chen, dodging his attacks repeatedly, and the irritation in his heart surged up.

He stepped lightly on the tiles with his toes, approached Zhuang Chen at a high speed, and the waving fireball whizzed through the air.

Zhuang Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and his right foot retreated half a step back to support his body, making a defensive state.

At this time, they sandwiched Zhuang Chen in the middle with a fireball.

Zhuang Chen leaned back and dodged the man's attack.

But the fireball followed his face closely, and he jumped up and rolled in the air to avoid the attack.

"I thought you were so capable, but you are just like this."

"You are just talking big, but you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

The masked man clenched his fists and glanced at his subordinates calmly.

But he found that they were still being haunted by monsters and zombies, and they seemed to be more difficult to deal with after the end of the world.

He could only grit his teeth and subdue the man in front of him.

"Is your performance over? I don't have the patience to play with you anymore."

Zhuang Chen raised his eyes and looked at his figure.

He was also a little curious about his identity.

Two fire blades condensed in his hands, and his clothes fluttered.

The veil was also blown up by his breath, but his face could not be seen clearly.

He maintained a sense of mystery, but made people want to explore.

He walked towards the masked man with heavy steps, like a demon from hell.

The cold breath came to his face, making his arms and neck feel goose bumps.

Zhuang Chen's breath suddenly became cold, without giving him a chance to react.

Waving the fire blade in his hand, he chopped at him repeatedly.

But the black masked man kept retreating, using the fireball in his hand to resist Zhuang Chen's attack.

A force burst out from him, and the whole person looked very violent.

The two entered a thorough fight.

Zhuang Chen found that although this man had a hard time fighting him, he was not at a disadvantage.

This made him feel impatient.

The blazing flames of his fire blades illuminated each other, and the hot breath flowed between the two people.

"I want to see what kind of shameless rat you are?"

As soon as Zhuang Chen finished speaking, the two fire blades in his hands slashed out at the same time.

Although the masked man gritted his teeth to block this attack, a crack appeared on the mask on his face.

A crack appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Crack!"

The masked man was a little panicked, and he stepped back repeatedly.

He covered his face with his hands in panic and turned to leave.

There was only a sound, and the mask on his face fell on his hand.

Zhuang Chen flew up and grabbed his shoulders, turning into sharp claws and embedding them into his flesh fiercely.

He pulled him over with force.

Unexpectedly, the masked man covered his cheeks tightly with both hands and refused to take them away.

He turned around with his eyes wide open and kicked Zhuang Chen in the abdomen. Zhuang Chen used the force to fly in the air.

His attack did not fall.

After Zhuang Chen dodged the attack, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand and twisted it down hard, causing his palm to be dislocated.

A scream followed, but what shocked Zhuang Chen was.

This familiar face turned out to be An Jian.

An Jian's face turned pale instantly, and his facial features were distorted in a terrifying way.

He endured the pain and grabbed the mask off Zhuang Chen's face at lightning speed.

Although Zhuang Chen reacted and turned around to avoid it, his appearance was still exposed to An Jian.

"It's you!"

An Jian never thought that the person in front of him was Zhuang Chen.

The hatred in his heart was even deeper, and he couldn't hold it back.

"I can't coexist with you."

An Jian bent his body, covered his dislocated wrist with a painful face.

He bared his teeth and roared his hatred at Zhuang Chen.

He was like a mad beast, howling in anger in Zhuang Chen's ears.

Zhuang Chen saw that his identity had been exposed, and a smile appeared on his face.

He crossed his arms and tilted his head, looking down at his current miserable appearance.

"It's only been a winter since we last met, but you have changed so much. It seems that you have encountered some opportunity.

But it's still not worth mentioning. "

Zhuang Chen's eyes swept over him, making An Jian feel humiliated.

"I swear I will tear you into pieces with my own hands and won't let you have an easy time."

An Jian's neck veins popped out in pain, and his face was pale.

In such cold weather, his forehead was covered with sweat.

It made him look very weak, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

He gritted his teeth cruelly and grabbed his dislocated wrist with his right hand.

He bent it up hard to restore it to its original position. The crisp sound of bones made him kneel down on the ground in pain.

Zhuang Chen opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

But his subordinates behind him had already broken free from the restraints of monsters and zombies.

They ran towards Zhuang Chen one after another, ready to attack him.

Zhuang Chen glanced at the information on them coldly, frowning slightly.

He didn't intend to continue to waste time with them, he now knew who was in Cai Qingleng's house at that time.

There would be plenty of opportunities to deal with him later.

Before they approached him, they saw Zhuang Chen jump directly from the roof.

When they arrived, they didn't even see Zhuang Chen's face.

Looking at An Jian kneeling on the ground, they could only stop their actions to chase Zhuang Chen.

Instead, they walked towards An Jian, helped him up, and checked his injuries.

"No matter what method you use, you must kill him for me, and the reward will definitely not be low."

An Jian looked around at them with scarlet eyes, and roared to them in a low voice.