Villa No. 21.
There was dead silence inside.
Yang Feng's white shirt was stained with large patches of bright red. The cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing a pair of bloody hands.
"Help."
"There are crazy people."
"Monster, monster, monster."
Zhang Shaohua was scared out of his wits. Although he was an evolver himself, after seeing Yang Feng's power, he only felt as weak and helpless as an ant.
Snapped.
Zhang Shaohua bumped into someone, but was knocked down by him and pinned to the ground.
Look up.
Zhang Shaohua's expression changed, as if he had met a savior.
"Sister Su!!"
"There's a monster over there."
"You are the boss of this villa. There is someone over there who kills people casually. The entire Longhu Gang was killed by him."
Zhang Shaohua told all of his experiences and asked the other party to save him.
Sumanman.
This is the talker of Villa No. 13.
In Jinjiang Manor Villa Community, she alone has the final say, whoever is allowed to live will live and whoever is allowed to die will die.
Look at the people hanging in front of the door of Villa No. 13. They are all desperadoes. What will be the consequences?
This is not the scariest thing.
It is said that... the brutal Sumanman also has an even more evil and powerful deformation ability, and his cruelty is shocking.
"Sister Su, do you want to save him?"
"The leader told us not to cause trouble, so we should just leave it alone."
Han Meixin and Lin Shirley were talking to each other, and more than a dozen jointed limbs were trembling wildly, as if it was body language.
Her extremely unique appearance attracted the attention of many refugees, but they all stayed away from her for fear of being targeted by this monster.
"he came!"
"Sister Su, that monster is coming!!"
Zhang Shaohua turned his head and looked in the direction of Yang Feng, who was walking this way step by step.
However.
Something even more unexpected happened to him.
"Owner."
"leader."
Sumanman knelt down on one knee, his face full of respect.
The same goes for several other people, but their titles were changed to leader.
"impossible……"
Zhang Shaohua's eyes were full of disbelief.
That monster-like man turned out to be the master Sumanman said, the real boss of Villa No. 13.
Who did he offend?
What kind of existence did he provoke?
Zhang Shaohua's face was full of despair, and his eyes were full of confusion. He had no idea the cause of this unexpected disaster.
"Get up."
Yang Feng raised his finger and asked Su Manman and everyone to stand up.
He looked at Zhang Shaohua with a faint smile. He was like a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Why?"
"Gao Wenxu, isn't he also your enemy?"
"If you want to kill me, there must be a reason!!"
Zhang Shaohua was puzzled as to what he had done wrong to cause his death.
"Um……"
Yang Feng pondered for a moment and answered the question: "It's very simple. I just feel unhappy with the Longhu Gang."
Simple explanation.
A domineering response.
Yang Feng was just unhappy with the Longhu Gang.
All members of the Longhu Gang must die for this reason.
"Han Meixin, kill him."
Yang Feng ordered, and Han Meixin was a little surprised.
"Meixin, don't be stunned, do it quickly."
"Shirley, you can do it too."
"Okay, let's do it together."
Han Meixin and Lin Xueli, the two heads talked to each other, and finally shouted the countdown together: "Three, two, one."
More than a dozen sharp limbs attacked Zhang Shaohua fiercely.
Whether it was a scalpel, an awl, a hammer, a wrench... they were all swiping and stabbing, and Zhang Shaohua was soon killed to a bloody pulp.
Went out.
The Longhu Gang was wiped out for this simple reason.
This can barely be regarded as achieving a small goal of revenge. Although it is not a deep hatred, it is enough to make people feel happy.
"World line changes."
"How violent the winds whipped up by the butterfly effect is is not yet clear."
"There are a few people who want to kill more, but now they should be in other cities, hoping to live well and leave the last blow to me."
Yang Feng recalled several unforgettable faces.
Most of them were not in this city. Later, they met in a large shelter that accommodated refugees from many cities, and a series of "interesting" stories emerged.
Yang Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
In this life, if we still meet them, we have to play with them.
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villa.
Yang Feng sat on the main seat in the living room.
The members of the Blood Hunter were all kneeling in front of them, waiting for his next order.
silence.
A suffocating pressure made everyone breathless.
"Sumanman."
"From your perspective, how would you evaluate me?"
Yang Feng suddenly asked a strange question and looked directly at the woman in front of him with cold eyes.
"I can not……"
Sumanman trembled all over and felt cold in his heart.
She didn't dare to evaluate the master. Whether it was good or bad, she was not qualified to do so.
Yang Feng nodded and looked at the other person.
"Long Er, what do you think?"
Long Er is welcome.
He spoke concisely and concisely, using his unfluent Chinese to say four words: "top, tip, high, hand."
Yes.
The evaluation given by this Vietnamese killer will only be related to strength.
"what about you?"
"Han Meixin, Shirley Lin, Xu Qing, and everyone..."
Yang Feng asked everyone to speak freely, but everyone buried their heads lower, and no one dared to talk nonsense like Long Er.
Fear.
fear.
They are all afraid of themselves, lest they say the wrong thing and be beheaded by the tyrant.
Yang Feng stood up and walked to the window, his eyes becoming sharper.
"Optimal solution."
"My strength is the best solution to the end of the world."
[Looking for opportunities]: Before the apocalypse breaks out, find the most incredible dark gold-level artifact.
[Play steadily]: Relying on the experience of ten years of darkness in the apocalypse, memorize the types and weaknesses of monsters, plunder a large number of corpse tumors, and become a strong man beyond the times.
[Crazy Killing]: With the dark ten years of fighting in the apocalypse and superb killing skills like muscle memory, you can enjoy every killing happily.
[Camp step by step]: Gather slaves step by step to become your tool for plundering corpse tumors, stripping them of all their value and becoming the withered bones and cornerstones on the road of evolution.
Yang Feng is the calmest chess player.
He knew where to go next.
He knew what enemy he was facing.
He knows how to use the best pieces to expand his advantage.
Breaking! !
The only way to break the shackles is to gain true power.
"The turning point of fate."
"All the hard work I have done will be verified tomorrow."
Yang Feng murmured to himself.
The sharp light in his eyes became sharper, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly and gradually opened, revealing a ferocious and excited smile.
bring it on.
bring it on.
The storm will come more violently! !
