Chapter 139 National God-making Plan 39 (Resident Evil)

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The surrounding zombies seemed to be going crazy, and they quickly closed in on Jing Zhen, vowing to drown Jing Zhen in the zombie wave.

And this trend seems to be in line with Jing Zhen's intention. It seems easier to deal with zombies in this way.

After Jing Zhen retreated violently, he stood among the zombies and quickly raised the energy shield of the flying skateboard. Gradually, the surrounding zombies formed a mountain of corpses around Jing Zhen.

"Huang Jian, hurry up, it's now." After Jing Zhen said that, he saw Huang Jian not far away, quickly stringing his bow, with a faint blue ball of light hanging on the arrow.

Whoosh... there was a whistle, and he quickly moved towards the approaching zombie lord. In an instant, the zombie lord moved closer, and the arrow feathers just arrived.

At just the right time, the zombies raised their fists and headed towards Jing Zhen's door, while the zombies around him opened an opening as if they had consciously chosen it.

The fist had just reached the energy shield in front of Jing Zhen, and the arrow next to it had just reached Jing Zhen's side, when suddenly a small sound rang out.

The zombie lord's fist struck Jing Zhen's energy shield. Jing Zhen relied on the power of the bombardment to quickly retreat.

Crack, the sound of thunder sounded, and in an instant, a blue light quickly spread around, and thousands of zombies around seemed to be frozen in place.

The blue light formed into a ball and instantly flooded the corpses. The smell of barbecue spread quickly. However, it didn't end. The smell seemed to be submerged by the blue light before it completely dissipated.

The surrounding zombies seemed to be vaporized and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Holy shit, Jing Zhen, is this plasma bomb so awesome?" Huang Jian stood in the distance and looked at the exploding plasma bomb, a little confused. At first, Jing Zhen said that this plasma bomb was powerful, but Huang Jian was still a little bit confused. Do not believe.

Only now that I saw the power of the plasma bomb after it exploded, I was a little surprised.

"Go faster. I can still withstand the aftermath of two shots. How many points did that wave have just now?" Jing Zhen said quickly, controlling the flying skateboard not far away from the zombie lord who reappeared.

At this time, the zombies seemed to be going crazy. They ignored the zombies that had been affected before and walked quickly towards Jing Zhen with their broken limbs and arms.

After the explosion just now, only thick blood on the ground was seen, slowly flowing towards the drainage ditch.

More and more zombies fell into a kind of fanatical madness, launching fierce human wave tactics towards Jing Zhen one after another.

The zombie lord realized that the Jing Zhen in front of him was not easy to deal with. When he rushed to Jing Zhen, he quickly turned around and headed towards Huang Jian's location.

Seeing this, Jing Zhen hurriedly said: "No, Huang Jian, he is coming towards you. Please clear a passage for me quickly. I have to run for my life."

Of course, Jing Zhen needless to say, Huang Jian in the distance had already shot two arrows quickly and ran diagonally towards Jing Zhen's location.

The two of them fled frantically, forming an angle of almost 45 degrees, and slowly merged. As they fled, their feet were covered with mines. Of course, these mines did not need to be buried in the ground. These zombies won't clear mines either.

In almost a few breaths, two strings of thick smoke, like walls of smoke, accompanied by violent explosions, spread from behind the two people.

Jing Zhenkan and Huang Jian had already arrived at the meeting point, and they were frantically pumping energy into the flying skateboard.

Just for an instant, the speed of the flying skateboard seemed to be faintly increased. Jing Zhen had no time to feel the change. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Huang Jian, and rose straight into the sky.

However, the zombies on the ground were relentless, quickly overlapping each other and chasing the two of them like stacks of arhats. It was not until Jing and Zhen escaped from the battlefield that they just stopped.

"Jing Zhen, hurry up, fly faster, we will reach the trap soon" Huang Jian shouted anxiously.

Jing Zhen was seen moving quickly towards a tall building, and the zombies below also hurriedly followed the two of them.

With a clang, Jing Zhen hit the floor-to-ceiling window of a high-rise building and instantly fell to the floor. The sound of breaking glass instantly attracted the zombies on the floor.

He roared and came towards the two of them, but before he could get closer, he saw Huang Jian's bow and arrows, and the bow strings were piled with arrow feathers.

With a hiss, countless arrows were seen heading towards the zombie in front of them, and the arrow rain was like a tracking missile, accurately shooting on the zombie's head.

"Let me go, why didn't you just shoot more arrows and sweep across a large area?" Jing Zhen landed and watched Huang Jian finish shooting in mid-air. He turned over and landed firmly on the ground.

"What the hell, this is only possible at close range. The farther the distance, the higher the energy requirement of the bow and arrow. If they are spread out, they will not even be able to penetrate the skin, let alone penetrate the hard head."

Huang Jian and Jing Zhen walked towards the roof of the building while talking, and sounds were heard from time to time on the floors below. These sounds were originally the traps and preparations they had made before.

Gradually, every floor and every corner of the floor seemed to be filled with zombies. As you went up, the number of zombies became smaller and smaller.

By the time the two reached the top of the building, the floor was already crowded with zombies. When the two were standing on the top of the building, the zombie lord outside the floor looked up at the two of them, his eyes full of cunning.

Boom, the explosion on the first floor began to sound, and in Huang Jian's mind, Kaio's reward points slowly sounded.

"Jing Zhen, I always feel that something is wrong. Look at the zombie leader, looking at us from below. It seems that the death of these ordinary zombies has no effect on him?"

Huang Jian looked at the giant zombies below the floor and saw that the giant zombies were motionless. He couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

"Don't tell me, I also feel this way, but this feeling is a little uncomfortable. It's neither a feeling of death nor a feeling of terror, but rather the feeling of being teased. I don't know what I'm talking about. Do you feel this way?"

Jing Zhen was also standing on the roof, looking down at the giant zombie calmly, with three pairs of eyes looking at each other.

It shouldn't be said to be three pairs of eyes, but four pairs of eyes. Behind the giant zombie was a smaller zombie standing quietly behind, but it was completely blocked by the giant zombie's figure. Jing Zhen and Huang Jian couldn't see it at all. Just missing.

If Chen Yang were here, he would definitely remember this petite zombie, the one he dripped blood into in the hive.

At this time, Chen Yang had already blocked the sight of the two people. Of course, he didn't know that the two people were fighting hard at this time.

"The explosives you just planted can definitely blow this building down, right?" Jing Zhen turned around and asked Huang Jian.

Huang Jian turned his head and looked at Jing Zhen with a smile: "Don't worry, I guarantee that this building will be blown down. According to my calculations, each pillar is equivalent to twice the amount of explosives."

"I can't blow up this building easily. I can only say that my skills are not good enough," Huang Jian said with some pride.

Jing Zhen looked a little hurt. Looking at the nonchalant Huang Jian, he felt a little worried. This was all the explosives in the almost empty Najie. If he still couldn't complete the task assigned by Chen Yang, he would feel a little hurt.