I stack buffs in a weird world!

Zhang Yang was confused and heard the sound of gunfire and explosions, which sounded like the battlefield in his previous life.

"Battlefield? No, didn't I travel through time? How could it be..."

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a Western corpse in front of him, with eyes wide open and some corpse spots on his face. It seemed that he had been dead for some time.

After shaking his dizzy head, Zhang Yang stood up, and bullets kept passing by him.

Whoosh~ A figure rushed out from the side and threw him to the ground.

Zhang Yang subconsciously touched the dagger behind his back with his right hand, and the dagger was directly across the man's neck.

"Brother Yang, are you crazy! This is a battlefield, why are you so stunned?"

The short but dark-skinned man looked at Zhang Yang anxiously, not paying any attention to the dagger on his neck.

"Xiao Wu? You're not..."

Zhang Yang looked at the little man in front of him with some surprise. He clearly remembered that Xiao Wu was blown into two pieces by a suicide drone. How could it be...

"Brother Yang, you were just knocked down by a shell." Xiao Wu looked at Zhang Yang worriedly, with concern on his face full of black and gray.

Zhang Yang shook his head and knew that he should have a slight concussion.

"Everything... is a dream? So that's it, how could there be such a world!"

Thinking of the weird world in the dream, he smiled and shook his head.

Yes, how could ordinary people survive in that world? There are no guns there.

"Brother Yang, let's go! The people from Blackwater are about to attack..."

Xiao Wu looked at the battlefield ahead.

"Okay, let's go! These bastards from Blackwater are so fucking cruel. The drones are carrying out suicide attacks as if they don't need money."

Zhang Yang spit out a mouthful of blood foam and straightened his helmet.

Then he ran to the back with Xiao Wu.

......

Under the stage, Fang Xiuyu saw a smile on Zhang Yang's face with his eyes closed, and frowned, "Oh no, Junior Brother Zhang is immersed in a dream."

He could see that the disciples of Yangyan Tower were more familiar with the Great Dream lineage, and they knew that Qin Wujiu was sure to win this battle.

Anyone who was immersed in a dream could not defeat the Great Dream lineage. They were omnipotent in dreams and were nightmare-like existences.

"Hehe... This Zhang Yang's voice was so loud, but I didn't expect it to be a silver-plated spear head, which looked good but was useless."

"That's right, it's just a golden exterior, but it's rotten inside, and I thought it was so powerful."

"Thinking about the cheers just now, I feel ashamed for the disciples of Yifeng Sect now, is that it?"

The disciples of Yangyan Tower laughed and mocked, and the voice was so loud that the disciples of Yifeng Sect around them could hear it.

They stared at them angrily, but looked at Zhang Yang on the stage with some worry, and began to mutter involuntarily.

"Brother Zhang... won't lose, right?"

"Uh... probably not. Brother Zhang is very strong."

"After all, it's in a dream. I've also heard about the Dreaming Technique of the Great Dream. They seem to be able to control dreams."

"Brother Zhang... is in danger."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh... can you say something good? I believe Brother Zhang can win."

"..."

The disciples around were talking about it. Fang Xiuyu glanced at Dang Xiaojie without any purpose. He thought Dang Xiaojie must have done it on purpose.

Qin Wujiu's methods were much more difficult to deal with than those two true disciples.

"Dang Xiaojie" noticed Fang Xiuyu's gaze, but pretended not to see it. He touched his chin and thought, 'Zhang Yang is determined. He shouldn't be immersed in a dream, right? '

In the dream...

Zhang Yang gathered some defeated soldiers and quickly retreated to the rear with Xiao Wu and others.

"Brother Yang, Ice Wolf has given up on us."

Xiao Wu panted and couldn't help but said while supporting his comrades beside him.

Ice Wolf is the mercenary organization Zhang Yang belongs to. He didn't expect that the organization would really send them to the "Keseta Meat Grinder" for this mission!

Zhang Yang remained silent. Until now, no one from the supervision team has appeared. What does it mean?

They were abandoned in Keseta by Ice Wolf!

"Buzz~"

A slight sound caught Zhang Yang's attention, "Lie down!"

With a loud shout, he pushed Xiao Wu and the wounded out directly.

He was very familiar with this sound, it was the sound of a drone.

"Boom~"

The high-explosive grenade exploded, and hundreds of steel balls inside scattered, and the huge impact force tore open Zhang Yang's bulletproof vest.

"Um~"

He only felt his lower body numb, and he couldn't feel anything.

"Asshole! Cough..."

Blood flowed out of his mouth, knowing that he was hit this time.

"Brother Yang...Brother Yang..."

Xiao Wu quickly opened Zhang Yang's tattered bulletproof vest with a crying voice, and pressed the wound with the bandage in his hand.

But blood still flowed out of the wound.

"Xiao Wu...I don't feelIt's... the legs."

Zhang Yang sat up straight with all his strength, and when he saw his legs clearly, he laughed miserably.

Broken legs!

"Brother... Brother Yang, I'll carry you..."

Tears ran down Xiao Wu's face, making his face even more messy.

Zhang Yang laughed miserably, he and Xiao Wu both knew that he was not going to survive.

"Fuck, I fucking... I knew sooner or later that I would... die on the battlefield."

Then his breathing began to quicken...

"Not good! Junior Brother Zhang's blood has weakened."

Fang Xiu Yu's face changed, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of Yun Jing and the Beast Flame Ancestor.

"Dang Xiaojie" also looked at Zhang Yang on the ring nervously, he didn't want Zhang Yang to die here.

The Beast Flame Ancestor frowned slightly, "Bai Yi... stop at that, we lose this game."

Bai Yi raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "The winner is not yet decided, let's wait. "

"That's enough!" Yun Jing also had a gloomy face.

"Hehe... Don't worry, I'll leave him alive."

Bai Yi chuckled.

He'll leave his life, but I can't guarantee whether he's an idiot or not.

After losing two games in a row, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to mock the Yifeng Sect.

"You... Humph! Well, I hope you'll be so tough later."

Shou Yan snorted coldly.

In the dream...

Zhang Yang's breathing changed from rapid to slow, and most of the blood in his body had already flowed out.

"Xiao Wu, I'll ask you one last question."

Xiao Wu looked at Zhang Yang, who was still breathing, with tears in his eyes, "Brother Yang, tell me!"

"Do you know the origin of this red rope on my left hand? I forgot, I just remember it's very important..."

Zhang Yang stretched out his left hand, as if he was in a state of last breath, and spoke much more fluently.

Looking at the red and black red rope, it was obviously made of hair and red rope. Subconsciously, he felt that this thing was very important to him.

A woman's face kept flashing in his mind, but he just couldn't remember the woman's name.

Xiao Wu's face twisted, "Brother Yang, go with peace of mind! These are not important. I will take you back home!"

"No...no...this is very important, very important!"

Zhang Yang muttered while looking at the red rope.

His eyes began to blur, and his vision began to blur due to excessive blood loss.

Xiao Wu's bloodstained face showed a smile, 'The overall situation is settled!'

Zhang Yang stretched out his right hand vigorously and touched the hair on the red rope in his left hand...

"Zhen'er? Kui Zhen? ! "

Zhang Yang, who should have died, suddenly opened his eyes. He remembered that the woman's name was Kui Zhen.

She was...his fiancée!