Facing the smile in Li Baiyi's eyes, Zhao Douchun's body tightened slightly.
The other party seemed to have been asking for the direction of the Siming Mountain Shelter, and he probably wanted to go there.
If you pretend to cooperate, and then suddenly take action while guiding the other party, the probability of success will definitely increase a lot!
Thinking of this, Zhao Douchun became excited again.
As long as he succeeds, as long as he gets a bite of flesh and blood, the situation will begin to reverse!
Killing the remaining three by then shouldn't be a big problem.
After making up his mind, Zhao Douchun looked at Li Baiyi not far away and spoke.
"Are you going to the Siming Mountain Refuge?"
A sticky sound came from the fleshy organ. While speaking, Zhao Douchun slowly got up from the ground.
He stopped attacking and even suppressed all his previous hostility.
It was as if the previous battle had never happened.
When Li Baiyi heard Zhao Douchun's answer, his brows suddenly raised, and the smile on his face stretched out, looking like a wrinkled bun.
"That's right, Xiaoyou Zhao, please give me some directions."
As he spoke, Li Baiyi carried the harpoon behind his back. He seemed to have lost his vigilance and was completely defenseless.
Zhao Douchun knew that now was a good time to take action, but the distance was still too far and he needed to get closer.
Thinking of this, he raised his deformed arm and pointed vaguely at the darkness in the distance.
"It's right there, almost thirty kilometers away."
Zhao Douchun was sure that in this dim environment, with the distance between him and the old man, it was still a bit difficult to see exactly where he was pointing.
Ordinary people will inevitably move closer when they cannot see clearly.
As long as the distance is shortened and the opponent is unprepared.
Zhao Douchun has the confidence to strike!
Sure enough, after Zhao Douchun finished speaking, the fat old man not far away clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and moved his steps slightly, making a gesture of walking forward.
But at this moment, the old man with a mustache beside him shouted.
"Hey, my surname is Zhao, can you point me out more clearly? One of your hands is broken, yes, but you still have another arm. Lift it up, which way is it?"
Saying that, the impatient Xian Yuqi took one step ahead of Li Baiyi and leaned towards Zhao Douchun.
This turn of events made Zhao Douchun, who was already prepared, slightly stunned.
He originally planned to attack the fat old man Li Baiyi, but he didn't expect that the old man with a mustache was the one closest to him now.
But Zhao Douchun reacted quickly.
Anyway, just waiting for fresh flesh and blood was enough. As for the order, he really hadn't thought about it.
"Kill the old man with the mustache in a while, then take his body and escape far away. After replenishing the flesh and blood, I will look for an opportunity to attack the remaining three people..."
Thinking about the next strategy in his mind, the impatient Xian Yuqi was already less than two meters away from him.
I saw him shouting non-stop, asking Zhao Douchun to show the way quickly.
"The Siming Mountain shelter is right here..."
The fleshy organ in Zhao Douchun's throat made a sticky sound, and his remaining arm slowly lifted up.
He was always paying attention to the expression on the old man's face. As long as the other party relaxed a little more, it would be his chance to take action.
Sure enough, when he raised his arm to point the way, Xian Yuqi's eyes also began to move, and the expression on his face changed from vigilant to relaxed. "good chance!"
A twisted smile appeared on Zhao Douchun's deformed face. His raised arm suddenly changed direction, using his claws as a knife, and slashed hard at the old man's face!
With such a close distance and the other party's loss of concentration, he will definitely succeed!
But the expected feeling did not come.
The sound of gold and iron ringing again sounded in Zhao Douchun's ears.
Accompanied by this, there were bursts of tremors coming from between the claws!
"I said, surnamed Zhao, it's okay for you to deceive that old coquettish guy on Monday, but you also want to sneak attack on me, an old man?"
An almost furious shout spewed out of Xianyu Qi's mouth.
The old man's eyes were wide open with anger, and his mustache was standing straight on end.
There is only one feeling for people - that is, Yama is alive.
Even the aberrant Zhao Douchun was stunned by the sound of shouting, and subconsciously felt the urge to shrink back.
When he reacted and took a closer look, he realized that his sharp claws were grasping a stick-like object wrapped in a strip of cloth.
"This is……"
Zhao Douchun was surprised. Could it be that the old man with a mustache in front of him was carrying a black and blue harpoon like the old man with a goatee?
Just as his heart was spinning, the cloth wrapped around the stick-like object fell loosely, revealing the appearance inside.
It was a simple short sword with an equally divided blade, half of the handle and half of the blade.
The length is only about the length of a forearm, and the blade is not very broad. It looks a bit like a sword.
The blade has long been filled with rust, and the blade is also covered with rust spots. It looks like it has not been maintained for a long time and can no longer be used for fighting.
"Damn it, rotten wood cannot be carved, go to hell!"
Xian Yuqi's temper was quite violent. Before Zhao Douchun could see the whole view of the knife, he twisted his wrist violently and deflected the rusty knife in his hand.
The back of the knife brushed against the sharp claws, making an unpleasant scraping sound.
Although Zhao Douchun was stunned, his reaction was still online.
Seeing that the old man with a mustache was about to chop him with a knife, he stepped back in an attempt to distance himself from him.
In between breaths, the distance between them has increased by three to four meters.
Just when Zhao Douchun thought he had escaped and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the old man with a mustache opposite him had a hardened look on his face, and a destructive aura arose around him.
I saw him holding the knife in both hands and assuming a charging posture.
When the mouth is slightly open, the words murmured are as loud as a bell!
"Heaven - knife - nothing..."
Before the old man with a moustache could finish his murmur, an invisible wave slashed out from his side without any warning, striking directly at Zhao Douchun's face!
The speed is so fast and the momentum is so fierce!
In addition, most of Zhao Douchun's attention was focused on Xian Yuqi, and he had no time to react at this moment.
After hearing an unwilling howl, the deformed body fell to the ground.
Zhao Douchun's head was cut off in half!
But even so, he is not dead yet!
The instinct of survival makes this monster keep struggling on the ground, trying to find the possibility of standing up again.
"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"
"Fuck, damn Monday, what do you mean? Steal my head?!"
Xian Yuqi roared angrily, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Li Baiyi's action.
"What does it mean to snatch your head? This means taking action in time. Otherwise, what will happen if he runs away..."
Li Baiyi smiled faintly and put the weapon in his hand on the ground calmly.
The moment the metal made contact with the ground, there was a dull sound.
At this time, what he was holding in his hand was no longer the black and blue harpoon before, but a giant sword that was as simple as the short sword in Xian Yuqi's hand!
But completely opposite to the short sword, the giant sword in Li Baiyi's hand had no rust at all, and the sharp edges around it were clearly visible. It looked like it was brand new from the factory, shining brightly in the moonlight.
"Damn it, isn't this called head-stealing? My ultimate move is enough to make me tremble!"
Xian Yuqi seemed to be extremely angry. He immediately put the short knife inside his arm and turned around to argue with Li Baiyi.
"You're a fool like you. You want to shout out your skills even though you're making a killing move. Do you want me to give you a loudspeaker? Can you shout louder?"
"I see you are itchy today. Let's see the knife!"
"Hey, I'm really not afraid of you..."
The two elderly men were like two children fighting with each other. They said childish and abnormal remarks, but they used fierce killing moves in their attacks.
The sound of fighting suddenly came from the dim night, and from time to time, sparks could be seen splashing out of the air.
Zhang Heng and Wang Yu, who were standing nearby, looked at each other and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.
Wang Yu was the first to speak and commented silently.
"These two old men really started fighting whenever they disagreed..."
"Isn't this the case often on the way here... Just leaving the city, I was beaten no less than three times..."
Zhang Heng helplessly held his forehead and sighed quietly.
He has long seen that Xian Yuqi and Li Baiyi are hidden masters in this world, and ordinary zombies and mutant beasts are simply not enough for them.
A casual move is a shocking killing move.
If he were not a world breaker, he would probably be shocked to see the martial arts of these hidden masters.
Zhang Heng did not speak to stop him, nor did he step forward to investigate. Zhang Heng just shouted at the location where the battle was taking place, neither serious nor serious.
"Two seniors - business is important - and senior Li Baiyi is also infected with a secondary virus. If you exercise strenuously, the infection may be accelerated -"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the tinkling sound disappeared instantly.
Two figures separated from the darkness, both of them snorted in unison.
The two of them were like angry children, neither willing to look at each other directly. They moved their steps and soon came to Zhang Heng's side.
After a long silence, Xian Yuqi, who was still short-tempered, asked.
"Since you said business is more important, little friend, but now you don't ask about the way out, what should we do?"
Before Zhang Heng could speak, Li Baiyi on the side replied as if he was possessed by a demon.
"Are you stupid? If it doesn't work out, just walk all three roads! You can always find the Siming Mountain shelter!"
"You fucking..."
"Hey, okay, okay...both seniors, please take a step back..."
Seeing that the two old men were about to quarrel again, Wang Yu quickly stepped forward, held down one with one hand, and persuaded them in a good voice.
"snort!"
Another soft hum in unison came from the noses of the two old men.
Zhang Heng shook his head helplessly and continued.
"Actually, what I mean is that we should already be within the boundaries of Siming Mountain. No matter which road we follow, we will eventually find the shelter in Siming Mountain. The top priority is to get rid of him first..."
With that said, Zhang Heng pointed at Zhao Douchun crawling on the ground...
