"finally……"
"I'm going to be exhausted."
The two-headed spider girl, Han Meixin and Lin Shirley complained.
The sharp joints all over her body were covered with filthy blood and mud, and every part of the huge spider chassis was stained with oil.
It's amazing.
The body of the earth-swallowing giant worm is as wide as a tunnel, with an actual length of more than 200 meters. The behemoth can swallow a heavy truck and crush it directly.
In front of it, human beings are simply tiny insects.
Such a super giant monster was abruptly broken into two sections and then crushed into mud.
incredible.
Incredible.
"Is this really what we can do?"
Even Sumanman, who had swallowed a large piece of grease mud, was shocked by the remains of the giant worm in front of him.
"Don't be surprised."
"There will be more and more monsters like this in the future."
Yang Feng stood on top of the filthy and rancid mountain of fat meat, like an invincible demon king.
Killing such a terrifying behemoth as the Earth-devouring Giant Creeper is just an ordinary trivial matter for the Tyrant Demon King.
this city.
The filthy rain of blood descended.
The second wave of evolutionary frenzy has begun.
In the future... there will only be more and more powerful alien species of all kinds.
"Owner."
"What do we do now?"
Sumanman glanced at the surrounding environment.
The asphalt road was badly damaged, holes were drilled into the ground, large areas of the surrounding buildings collapsed, and the road back to the villa was blocked.
Heavy trucks were also swallowed up and crushed, losing their means of transportation.
"There are plenty of trucks."
Yang Feng jumped down from the meat mountain with a slight leap.
The chaotic city is full of vehicles colliding with each other and cars parked everywhere.
They have all become ownerless, and it is still very simple to find a few heavy trucks.
"but……"
"There are not many supplies left in Jinjiang Villa, so there is no need to go back."
Yang Feng took out the map and observed that because the earth-eating giant worm had destroyed the surrounding roads, he had to go a long way back to Jinjiang Villa.
The gain outweighs the loss.
Moreover... almost all the monsters and alien species around Jinjiang Villa have been wiped out by the blood hunters, and there is no longer any exploration value.
"Go to Walmart first."
"After collecting enough supplies, we will decide on the next step."
Yang Feng made a decisive decision and decided to find another valuable stronghold.
leader.
tyrant.
People in high positions must not look forward or backward, as plans are often disrupted by disasters that may occur at any time.
Especially in the cruel living environment of the end of the world, you must have the ability to adapt to changes and give up immediately when you need to give up.
The garden villa is nice though.
But... Yang Feng and the Blood Hunting Team are not here for a vacation.
"Yes, chief."
"Yes, chief."
The blood hunters responded respectfully, and the eyes they looked at Yang Feng gradually began to change.
Tyrants are terrifying.
The tyrant is powerful.
Tyrants are also the best leaders, leading them to the right path.
walk.
Everyone is still less than one kilometer away from their destination.
With the Mimi statue in hand, I saved myself a lot of trouble and quickly reached my destination.
Walmart Supermarket.
A conspicuous and huge signboard LOgO can be seen clearly even from hundreds of meters away.
It occupies a huge area, extending from the street to the end of the street. There are six double doors on one side alone, and large numbers are written under the signboard.
Supplies!
It’s all supplies! !
The eyes of everyone in the Blood Hunters lit up.
If this supermarket can be looted, the supplies will be enough for everyone to use for many years...
"Um?"
Yang Feng approached the supermarket and keenly noticed something was wrong.
Near Gate 5, the double glass doors were locked, but several windows on the side were broken.
The glass shards were not stained with blood. They should have been smashed by blunt objects, and this meant...that someone else had visited the supermarket.
"Long Er, what do you think?"
Yang Feng asked lightly, and the vague figure looming beside him only answered with one word.
"people."
Yang Feng nodded.
This is actually normal. When apocalyptic disasters break out, food and resources become increasingly scarce. Supermarkets are the place with the most abundant supplies and are often visited repeatedly by survivors.
"Long Er, Su Manman, Spider Girl."
"You three are in the dark, looking for hiding enemies."
Yang Feng ordered. The three people with the most combat experience can also crush ordinary evolvers and are fully capable of standing alone.
King Kong and the Flying Eagle.
The two of them have too big a target and are not good at hiding, so they should just follow behind them.
"Yes, Master."
Sumanman crouched, holding two purple-tooth daggers in his hands, and disappeared into the shadows quickly.
"yes."
Long Er was even more weird, the mist passed by silently, and the ghostly blurred outlines completely dissipated.
"Yes, chief."
Han Meixin and Shirley Lin... Although the two-headed spider girl looks bulky, she is actually agile and quick.
Like a real spider, she quickly climbed to the ceiling of the house. The crawling sound of rustling insects became farther and farther away, and the spider girl was also hiding in the darkness.
"let's go."
Yang Feng smiled slightly, took King Kong and Flying Eagle, and strode towards the Wal-Mart supermarket.
dim...
The power system was paralyzed, and the interior of Walmart was dark, with only the light beams shining through the windows bringing some light.
Rows of shelves were overturned, and a large number of goods were scattered on the ground. The condiments mixed with alcohol continued to evaporate, causing a messy smell to emit in the air.
Rotting corpse.
The corpses of more than a dozen monsters lay staggering on the ground.
There were many bullet holes and bloody holes on their bodies. Were they killed by firearms? ?
"Um?"
Yang Feng felt a human being approaching.
Even without using Ghost Face's [Multi-Dimensional Information Analysis] ability, his keen senses can detect slight footsteps.
"Don't move!!"
"Stand where you are!!"
A man suddenly jumped onto the shelf and shouted a warning.
He held a modified submachine rifle in his hand, aimed at the ground in front of Yang Feng, pulled the trigger and started sweeping.
Ta-ta-ta-ta.
Flames danced, bullets flew, and yellow bullet casings fell to the ground.
Many craters appeared on the ground, and the impact caused cracks in the floor that spread to Yang Feng's feet.
Click click click.
Click click click.
There was the sound of a gun being loaded.
More gunmen appeared around, holding the same type of firearms and weapons, aiming at Yang Feng and the two people behind him.
"There are quite a few people."
Yang Feng made a rough calculation and found that there were more than a dozen people.
More than a dozen people.
A dozen guns.
It is really strange that such a team is not from the military.
"You three are surrounded."
"If you don't want to die, all of you should put down your weapons."
With a scolding, the leading man sneered, and he clearly regarded Yang Feng and others in front of him as fish on the chopping board.
