"what did you do to me?!"

Slowing down his attack, Han Feng stood where he was, raised his knife, pointed at the seventh-level zombie and continued: "Tell me! Why is this happening?"

"Hahaha~ Why? Ask the Queen~" Looking at Han Feng, the seventh-level zombie hugged his belly with one arm and laughed.

"Don't ask~ I won't tell you if you ask me." Making a silent gesture, the level 7 zombie grinned and continued: "When you have a chance, ask the queen, she may be able to tell you the answer to all this."

"Okay~ I won't play with you anymore. I was just bored and asked you to play, but I didn't expect..." As he spoke, the seventh-level zombie looked at his missing right arm and shook his head with a grimace...

"Let's go first~"

After saying this briskly, several level 7 zombies jumped up, left the Building Materials City, and out of Han Feng's sight...

Holding the knife, Han Feng just stood there without any intention of pursuing him.

"Pfft...oh..."

When the seventh-level zombies completely left his sight, a mouthful of blood suddenly poured out of Han Feng's mouth!

"Wow..."

Blood falls to the ground, and ink splashes into paintings...

Holding the Crazy Saber, Han Feng lightly covered his chest with his free hand and muttered to himself: "It's so strong..."

It was the three hasty punches of the seventh-level zombie that turned around just now, which caused Han Feng's internal injuries... Therefore, even if he saw the seventh-level zombie escaping, Han Feng did not dare to pursue it rashly... Let's not talk about whether he could catch up or not, even if it was true.

Come down, whether you can survive the fight is another question.

After all, Han Feng still doesn't know his own strength or the depth of level seven zombies...

Also, I have been "rubbed" on the ground by level 7 zombies before. I finally got a strong increase in strength... but I don't know how strong it is. I just want to seek revenge...

Keeping the blood rage turned on, Han Feng slowed down for dozens of seconds.

After getting up, Han Feng looked around and finally saw a steel pillar in his sight.

"Bang! Chi..."

Lifting his legs and walking towards Tiedunzi, Han Feng gently turned his wrist and punched out!

With a heavy punch, Tie Dunzi suddenly shuddered! In an instant, he landed on the ground and flew backwards for several meters!

"Boom..."

The iron pier was stopped by the wall behind it.

"Tap..."

Lifting his legs and walking to the iron pier embedded in the wall, Han Feng watched with attention...

After a few seconds, Han Feng released his blood rage.

Putting down his crazy sword, Han Feng looked at Tie Dunzi and turned his wrist again.

"Bang!! Boom!!!"

Another punch with all your strength!

With this punch, the wall that already had cracks could no longer withstand such a heavy blow and collapsed!

"Puff..."

Amid the dust everywhere, Han Feng waved his hand to fan...

When the dust was almost gone, Han Feng jumped onto the ruins.

From the remaining bricks and rubble, Han Feng dug out a deformed iron pillar.

Sitting on the ground regardless, Han Feng looked at Tie Tao and began to examine it...

The fist mark on the left was about ten centimeters deep and was made by himself in a state of blood rage.

The fist mark on the right is slightly less than the left, but...it's almost the same! It was made by myself under normal conditions.

Looking at the two almost identical fist marks, Han Feng frowned and began to think...

Judging from the known information... Bloodrage seems to have been "weakened".

Maybe...or maybe it's because the physical strength has increased, making the blood rage "ineffective".

After thinking for a while, Han Feng, who had no clue, decided to put the matter aside for now.

Get up and look around,

There are many steel materials in building materials stores. There are also too many metal materials such as copper and aluminum to count...

"Luna, replenish the number of Red Alert soldiers from the past few days. Once the call is completed, immediately bring all the semi-trailers to pull the goods!"

Han Feng knows the meaning of "it's not too late".

Now, not only were the zombies injured, but even the seventh-level zombies "escaped" with broken arms.

This time is the "auspicious day" to come and "collect" various materials!

"Reporting to the Korean team, in order to complete the establishment of red police soldiers, we need..."

"Confirm the call." Seizing the words, Han Feng continued: "You must be quick and let the police dogs speed up the patrol! I am on the way. If there is any abnormality, I will rush to the rescue as soon as possible!"

"Okay Team Korea, I understand."

After Luna said that, Han Feng turned around and left the ruins, walking towards the car. The cap on the ground...

After putting on his hat, Han Feng looked at his slightly dirty clothes...

"Luna, get me some water."

Anyway, I have plenty of time now, so I might as well take care of myself a little. As he spoke, Han Feng walked to the trunk and decided to "try his luck."

Not to mention, in the trunk, Han Feng actually found a pair of practice clothes and a sports suit. Judging from the style and size... they should be Bo Lao's clothes.

"Report to the Korean team that there is water in the basement at your three o'clock direction, twenty-four meters away, and it can be cleaned."

When Han Feng was deciding which outfit to wear, the results of Luna's scan came out.

"OK."

In response, Han Feng grabbed his sportswear and turned around to leave.

"Pap..."

When I was about to close the trunk door, a small box suddenly fell out of my sportswear.

Picking up the small box, Han Feng found that it was a box of medicine.

Just when he was about to throw it back into the car, Han Feng accidentally glanced at the words on the pill box...

After seeing clearly that this was a box of "Viagra" for aphrodisiacs, Han Feng noticed the "sex" items in the car that he had ignored just now...

"Damn it...this old guy still uses this thing?! Bah...it's so unlucky!!"

After spitting, Han Feng quickly threw the medicine in his hand into the car, as if... this was something thorny.

"Bang!"

After slamming the trunk shut, Han Feng turned around and rushed to the "water source" to prepare to wash away his own dirt.

In a seemingly ordinary shop, Han Feng found the entrance to the basement.

"laugh……"

After I opened the iron door of the basement with my mind, a pungent smell of mold came out...

"..."

Wrinkling his nose, Han Feng took a few steps back and said, "Luna, please open your eyes."

"Okay Team Korea, God's Vision is opening, please wait..."

"Buzz..."

The next moment Luna finished speaking, another vision of Han Feng opened up in the basement...

As his vision fell, Han Feng used a little light in the passage to see the environment inside the basement...

In this space of less than ten square meters, two folding beds first come into view.

Next to the folding bed, on a "hill" of various food packaging bags, a highly decomposed corpse lay quietly on it.

Based on visual inspection, Han Feng saw a huge wound on the neck of the corpse. Obviously... this person did not mutate into a zombie. And the huge knife wound on the neck could not be a suicide...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Seeing this disgusting scene, Han Feng clicked his tongue several times.

Turning God's vision, Han Feng found space

Deep down, there are several items of mineral water piled in the corner, and... an ax stained with dark dried blood.

Obviously, this is a murder scene... but Han Feng is not in the mood to meddle in such nosy matters at this time.

Driven by the power of thought, pieces of water emerged from the basement one by one.

Covering his mouth and nose, Han Feng exited the store with a few items of mineral water.
To be continued...