【Shadow Tendon】

Deadly explosive power.

Silent footsteps.

It's like walking on the shadows, the waves are treacherous, and the autumn clouds leave no trace.

Yang Feng stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, creating a completely silent effect. The slightest movement would shoot out like arrows.

Whip legs.

Yang Feng turned around and whipped his leg.

A whip shadow that was indistinguishable to the naked eye flashed past, drawing a perfect arc, cutting through the air like a blade, leaving a very subtle sound of breaking through the air.

Look at the wall again.

An extremely deep cutting mark appeared, as smooth as a mirror.

Foot blade.

A random whip kick from Shadow's tendon actually cut through the air like a knife, creating a tearing effect.

Strong! !

Yang Feng was very satisfied with the ability of [Shadow Tendon].

His movement speed has increased by more than one level, and the attack power of his legs has also been greatly improved, and it also has effects such as hiding sounds.

However... the price paid is also huge.

Yang Feng's body was covered in bruises, the injuries were extremely serious, even the bone blade was cut off, and one of his abilities was disabled.

"Bone blade."

"Sorry."

Yang Feng stretched out his finger, and the broken bone blade popped out. The blade was broken from the middle, causing bursts of pain.

【Ghost Face】

Yang Feng unfolded his ghost face, covering his palm with a huge bloody mouth, sucking the marrow fluid and spiritual essence in the bone blade.

soon.

The entire bone blade was shattered, the bone gradually decayed, and the spiritual essence inside was swallowed up, completely peeling off the palm.

Recycle! !

Since Ghost Face can swallow spiritual matter, it can also recycle abnormally mutated organs.

Bone Blade...it's time to retire.

Its strength and level are far surpassed by other abilities, and it cannot function in high-intensity battles.

In the end, the ghost face swallowed the bone blade.

It became even hotter, and its face seemed as smooth as a mirror, but inside it was turbulent, as if it was brewing something more powerful and terrifying.

About to transform.

About to evolve.

The ghost area contains strength and its own abilities, but there is always a slight chance, as if it is waiting for something.

"It's a little uncomfortable."

"However...since it is a dark gold-level artifact, it is normal that the triggering conditions are somewhat difficult."

Yang Feng comforted himself, but this feeling of having reached the peak of his savings but never being able to explode was indeed a bit uncomfortable.

At this time.

The sound of slashing was also heard downstairs.

The sky was dark and the hunting team had already started working.

Su Manman was the leader, holding two fanged daggers in his hands, like a female beast, killing the monster in front of him.

However...except for Su Manman, few of the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled dared to take action.

"If you want something to eat, kill monsters!!"

"If you want to become stronger, kill monsters!!"

Sumanman was covered in blood and turned around to look at a frail man with a slim figure and a pair of glasses.

"Don't you want to protect your wife and daughter??"

"They are starving to death, why don't you dare to go up??"

Sumanman's words were like a knife, piercing the man's heart. Finally, he held the blade in his hand and stood up to chop at a nearby rotting corpse.

Click.

The blade was stuck in the bone, and the man couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

The next second.

The rotten corpse let out an angry roar and threw the man to the ground, followed immediately by the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, mixed with the man's desperate scream.

Too weak.

It is still too naive to want to kill everyone just with passion.

Similar examples abound.

The physical fitness of this new group of hunting teams was so poor that most of them were quickly damaged and became the prey of the carrion monsters.

Some people are desperate.

Someone cried.

Some people dropped their weapons and ran away.

Someone froze in place at a loss, and then was knocked down and killed by the monster.

"What a pity."

Yang Feng stood upstairs, watching the horrific battles, and shook his head.

"This batch of supplies."

"Few can really fight."

"The remaining value of the apartment seems to be running out..."

Yang Feng's eyes were full of indifference.

In the dark decade of the apocalypse, there are too many similar scenes.

Human life is as lowly as grass, and the weak will only be exploited by the strong. Wasn't Yang Feng someone else's consumable? ?

【Jinjiang Manor】

Yang Feng thought about the villa area again. It seemed that there were still many people alive, and they might be able to take advantage of them.

At this time.

A bodyguard responsible for guarding the 19th floor ran down in a hurry.

He was holding a large, square-shaped mobile phone in his hand, similar to the Big Brother phone from twenty years ago. It was actually a special satellite phone.

Jingle bell bell.

The satellite phone is ringing.

"Boss Yang Feng!!"

"There's a call, someone's calling."

The bodyguard hurried to the corridor and handed the phone to Yang Feng's door.

Telephone? ?

Yang Feng remembered.

Mo Jianfeng.

The big boss he killed once made some conditions.

mercenary! !

Mo Jianfeng said that he has hired a group of professionals, all of whom are ruthless people and the best among desperadoes.

This group of outlaws was responsible for protecting Mo Jianfeng and safely transferring him outside the city.

According to Mo Jianfeng, his deposit has already been paid.

interesting.

Interesting.

Yang Feng took the phone and answered it, but he didn't speak, waiting for the other party to speak.

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

After about 10 seconds, the other party finally spoke.

"We are almost there."

Yang Feng's face changed slightly.

Judging from the voice... the other party's accent is particularly heavy, and he doesn't even sound like a Chinese.

"Prepare the balance."

Another voice came from the other side of the phone, with a hint of threat.

Balance? ?

A week after the outbreak of the apocalypse, the monetary system has been completely paralyzed.

Money is useless.

Those small pieces of paper are too hard, not as good as wipes.

So... this balance may not be money.

It must be important enough for the mercenaries to risk entering the city and risk their lives to save a big boss.

"Okay."

"Come on."

"I'll wait for you in Room 405 of the apartment."

Yang Feng was thoughtful. Since the other party is here, he should trick them up first.

Desperado.

Lawless madman.

Mercenary ruthless man.

The fighting power of this group of people is definitely far superior to that of ordinary people.

Yang Feng showed an evil smile. Since you are here, don't leave.

All of you stay and work for me! ! !

Yang Feng was worried about not having enough supplies, and immediately a team of elites was sent over. It was simply a windfall.

A moment later.

There was indeed a special movement outside the apartment.

Da Da.

Da Da.

The semi-automatic rifle with a silencer, accurately shot the head, knocking down several rotten corpses.

A team of mercenaries covered with filthy slurry and completely covered with body odor formed a tight formation to cover each other and moved forward quickly.

8 people.

There were quite a few people in this group, a total of 8, and each of them was fully armed and carried a large amount of firearms and ammunition.

Soon.

They ran into the hunting team.

"Gun!"

"They have guns!!"

"Have the rescuers come? Are you here to save us?"

"The army, it's the army!!"

The people in the community showed excited expressions and ran towards the mercenaries.

Confused.

Su Manman stood there, looking at the group of mercenaries in confusion, always feeling that they were not friendly.

She raised her head and looked at the room where Yang Feng was, as if she wanted to ask what she should do.

Yang Feng smiled faintly.

He waved his hand, signaling Su Manman to leave.

Leave? ?

Su Manman reacted immediately, and immediately moved away from the mercenaries, and then subconsciously looked at the excited residents.

"Kill them all."

The leader of the mercenaries gave such an order.

Da Da.

Da Da.

One bullet after another accurately shot into the refugees' heads.

The refugees who were just in high spirits, with confusion and doubt, fell to the ground one by one, and died with their eyes open.

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