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Chapter three hundred and ninety eight: after the catastrophe(1/2)

After concentrating for a long time, Han Feng slowly stood up.

When leaving the operating room, Han Feng said to Luna: "Always pay attention to Lin Lan's injury. If anything happens, remember to report to me at any time."

"Okay Team Korea, I understand."

After hearing this, Han Feng stepped out of the hospital.

Walking outside, Han Feng made a tentative move with his right hand.

"call……"

With his mental power, he carried a mad knife and soared from the chest of a dead level six zombie.

Seizing the crazy knife, Han Feng found the multifunctional infantry vehicle.

Four or five minutes later, Han Feng arrived at the zinc mine.

When you open the car door, the first thing you see is the large and small, disorderly flames not far in front of the zinc mine.

Smelling the smell of kerosene and plastic in the air, Han Feng knew it was a Molotov cocktail...

"Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta!"

"boom!……"

Raising his eyes slightly, Han Feng stared at this "Picture of Purgatory on Earth".

At your feet and in front of you... there are countless wreckage. Every face of the living people is grinning.

"Buzz!..."

Standing where he was, Han Feng activated Blood Rage again.

His eyes searched for a magnificent flame, and Han Feng ran straight away.

This flame was none other than Liu Zhe.

At this moment, he was facing a level five zombie alone.

Several flame shields appeared in different fragments. When he saw that he could no longer hold on, the mad knife fell...

"Leave it to me, big man."

After speaking lightly, Han Feng's figure gradually floated away, then solidified in the distance.

"Ring ring ring..."

Carrying the trembling flame knife, the flames all over Liu Zhe's body were extinguished.

"I...where...where can there be a dog...shit strength..."

Before fainting, Liu Zhe said feebly...

"You step back first and leave the rest to me."

On the other side, Han Feng went to Tanya's side and ordered.

"All SEALs died!"

"I know."

"The whole brigade suffered serious casualties."

"I know."

"All four Terminators have zombie action capabilities."

"I know……"

Every time Tanya said something, Han Feng responded repeatedly.

After nearly two hours of high-intensity fighting, Tanya endured too much... too much...

Looking at Tanya's dark cheeks, Han Feng also noticed that her belt was a little messy.

Han Feng, who knew about the time belt, probably guessed that Tanya... had already used it to save her life.

"You retreat first, and remember to bring me some recovery medicine."

After saying these words, Han Feng ran towards the zombies further away with all the telepathy weapons around him.

On the way, Han Feng took out the last two quick recovery potions in his pocket and injected them into his body.

"Luna, from now on, you and Tanya will jointly take over other functions of the system. You can summon whatever troops you need without my confirmation."

"Except for life-threatening matters, don't bother me with anything else."

With no time to think about other things, Han Feng simply delegated all power to the two of them.

"Okay Team Korea, I understand."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng just arrived at the depths of the corpse tide.

"Your boss doesn't care about you, but you still come so hard to give gold coins. Thank you so much!"

Licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, Han Feng slashed wildly at the zombie in front of him!

In the battle area, the power of thought rises on the wind... The silver wings of the silver shuttle are like beating elves, flexibly shuttled around the zombies.

A few minutes later...

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

Standing there, in the silent air, you could even hear the sound of blood dripping from Han Feng's clothes.

"God's vision..."

At night, in the darkness, Han Feng decided to open God's Vision after scanning several times to no avail.

"Buzz..."

High in the sky, another layer of Han Feng's vision suddenly opened.

Looking down at the battlefield below, Han Feng determined the direction of the next attack.

"call……"

Leaving behind a series of afterimages, Han Feng appeared a hundred meters away in an instant.

Just like before, as soon as he entered the battlefield, Han Feng used his own power to forcefully turn the tide of the battle.

After taking care of the zombies within sight, Han Feng rushed to the next place again...

On the battlefield alone, Han Feng is the god of death who kills everyone.

No zombie can block Han Feng's sword, and no zombie can guard against the elusive Silver Shuttle Silver Wings...

The entire area seems to be Han Feng's home court!

Blood, screams, golden swords, fishy wind... Han Feng turned this place into a Shura Field. And he was the Shura God of War in the Shura Field.

An hour later...

Han Feng, who had killed countless zombies, finally became unsteady and staggered a few steps, seemingly about to fall to the ground at any moment.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

Hearing the sound of running behind him, Han Feng gritted his teeth, raised his mad knife and slashed backwards!

The next moment, after seeing the person coming clearly, Han Feng abruptly withdrew most of his strength.

"Whoosh!"

After barely dodging Han Feng's knife, Tanya stood dozens of meters away in a daze, unable to speak.

"Have you brought the injection..."

Looking at Tanya, Han Feng opened his bloodshot mouth and asked.

Tanya didn't speak, just nodded slightly. In her hand, she was still rummaging for something in her coat pocket.

The next second, Tanya threw three injections at Han Feng.

The telekinesis took over and Han Feng injected it all into his body without hesitation.

"Walk."

With a soft word, Han Feng took the first step, turned around and jumped towards the zinc mine.

More than ten seconds later, Han Feng returned to the zinc mine and relieved the blood rage.

"thump……"

Without the blessing of blood rage, Han Feng fell straight to the ground.

Seeing this, Tanya hurriedly stepped forward to help.

With Tanya's support, Han Feng sat on the floor.

After rummaging around in his pocket for a long time, Han Feng took out a cigarette that was wet with blood.

"well……"

Pursing his lips, Han Feng had a trace of disappointment in his eyes.
To be continued...
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