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- Chapter 349: Lost and Speaker
"I x! Jianghe, where did you take us?!"
Li Feng slashed a mutated wild wolf to death with his knife and roared angrily.
"II seemlost"
Jiang He¡¯s tone was a little embarrassed. He was fighting with a mutated animal whose identity was unknown. It was said to be a fight, but in fact Jiang He held a map of the capital in one hand and a dog-leg knife in the other, constantly forcing the mutated animal back from his eyes, occasionally pulling a few scars on the roaring animal.
Huan Chu still remained calm. Of course he should stay calm. He is sitting in front of the zoo now, and no mutant animal has come forward to cause trouble for him.
"It must be the King's core bloodline that has had an effect."
Huan Chu looked around as if he didn¡¯t see himself, and the mutated animals rushed towards Li Feng and the others one after another, Huan Chu said in his heart.
That¡¯s right, under the leadership of Jiang He, they passed through the Third Ring Road from Tongzhou, came to the zoo, and entered the lair of mutant animals. Then of course they fell into the siege of mutant animals.
¡°If in peacetime, Huan Chu still knew how to take a bus from the zoo to the Forbidden City, but it would be somewhat difficult for an otaku who still couldn¡¯t tell the difference between east, west and north after six years in the capital to lead the team to the Forbidden City.
But Huan Chu didn¡¯t care. He looked at his watch just now and it was only about two o¡¯clock in the afternoon. According to his estimation, as long as he could reach the Forbidden City before six o'clock, he would have completed his mission.
Of course, when they arrived in the capital, it was only eight o'clock in the morning. Jiang He, who came to the capital for the first time, relied on a tourist map and took them through countless circles before passing by the Forbidden City.
Wu Ming is not as relaxed and relaxed as the three of them. After arriving in the capital, Wu Ming no longer concealed the fact that he was a high-level zombie. His eyes glowed with purple light, and he chopped down animals that dared to challenge his dignity as a high-level zombie.
He suddenly regained the feeling of freedom he had when he was at the round table meeting. Since the demise of the Round Table Conference, he pretended to be a refugee and hid in W County. He worked as a personal bodyguard under He Jin. He never dared to show his strength. Even when the gun and sword troupe first came to Lhasa for the New Year party, He had to pretend to be invincible and his arm was cut off by Lei Heng. He had been holding back a breath of anger for a long time, but he finally let it out at this moment.
"go to hell!"
Wu Ming held a dagger in his hand, stepped forward, waved his right elbow, and the blade of the dagger was inserted into the open mouth of a mutated animal like a snake.
This is a mutated tiger. Like the mutated giant elephant we met before, its body has undergone very obvious mutations. The fur on its body is smoother, and its body shape has also grown significantly compared to before. It is about 1.65 meters tall at the shoulders. Its body length reached three meters, and its two fangs were twenty centimeters long. It didn't look like an ordinary tiger at all, but rather resembled the long-extinct Sabre-toothed Tiger of Destruction.
The name is very domineering, but this mutant tiger is very tragic.
Black blood continued to drip down the blade of the short knife. The mutated tiger only let out a few wails full of fear, and the red light in its eyes was completely extinguished.
As soon as Wu Ming waved his hand, the mutant tiger, which weighed more than 500 kilograms, fell to the ground like a ball of rotten meat, and never made any sound again.
Huan Chu looked at the fewer and fewer mutated animals around him, and then looked up at the sky. The four of them had been wasting an hour here and should be setting off.
So Huan Chu stood up from the ground, clapped his hands and said, "It's almost done. Hurry, get ready to start work"
"Who killed my pets!"
Before Huan Chu finished speaking, a gloomy and chilling voice rang in everyone's ears.
As this sound sounded, the mutated animals that were fighting with everyone let out a roar and slowly retreated from the circle.
Huan Chu did not frown, but felt relieved, but his body did not relax at all, and his right hand had already touched the long knife.
As the mutated animals recede like the tide, a figure gradually appears from the horizon.
When this figure became clear in everyone's eyes, both Li Feng and Jiang He couldn't help being surprised.
It was an old man sitting in a wheelchair. The skin all over his body was wrinkled, and his face was covered with wrinkles. He looked very weak and decayed, giving people the impression that he could be killed by just stretching out a finger. The feeling of being shot to death.
But Huan Chu¡¯s mood suddenly fluctuated because he vaguely felt that this high-levelCorpses are not that easy to deal with.
¡°Speaker?!¡±
Before Huan Chu could figure out how to deal with this old zombie, Wu Ming suddenly spoke. There was a faint tremor in his voice, and even the light in his eyes weakened a little.
"JiejiejiejieI am no longer the speaker of the Round Table Conference, but the chief military advisor of the Royal Court!"
After a series of heart-wrenching sinister smiles, the old zombie answered Wu Ming's words. The purple light in his eyes was obviously much brighter than Wu Ming's. He stared in Wu Ming's direction and said: "Wu Ming, if you kill that With two humans and that wild corpse king, I can accept you to join the royal court on behalf of the king!"
Wu Ming did not answer the old man¡¯s zombie words. Instead, he turned around and faced Huan Chu and said, ¡°Boss, can you let me deal with this guy?¡±
Although there were only a few words of dialogue between the two high-level zombies, Huan Chu could still tell that there seemed to be a deep connection between Wu Ming and the high-level zombie.
Although Huan Chu can't be trustworthy in employing people, he believes that as long as he is here, neither Wu Ming nor the old guy who pretends to be a ghost will be able to cause too much trouble. Therefore, he nodded and agreed to Wu Ming's request.
Wu Ming threw the two daggers in his hands on the ground, clasped his hands together, and walked towards the old man's zombie, muttering: "Those who betray the Round Table, die! Those who seek refuge in the Royal Court, die! This is your decision. According to the rules, now, I will take your life!"
"You just want to take my life? Jie Jie!"
The speaker¡¯s face was expressionless, and he didn¡¯t even move the wheelchair underneath.
"snort!"
Wu Ming snorted coldly, accelerated his feet suddenly, and rushed towards the speaker. A pair of iron fists cut through the air, exuding an awe-inspiring murderous aura, and roared loudly: "Then see if I can Kill you!"
The two heavy fists made a harsh sonic boom, like two meteors piercing the sky, and hit the Speaker with great force.
As soon as Wu Ming made a move, the speaker¡¯s expression suddenly changed! I'm not surprised by Wu Ming's strength, but I'm surprised by why Wu Ming's strength has improved to this point!
You must know that Wu Ming could not even be ranked in the top 50 in the round table meeting, but the strength he showed today has obviously reached a point where he can compete with himself.
"Boom!"
The wheelchair under the speaker's seat instantly shattered into a pile of powder, and sawdust splashed with the wind, hitting Wu Ming's face, causing naked pain.
The speaker appeared out of thin air ten meters away, still with a surprised look on his face. A piece of iron flew from the wheelchair and hit his face, causing a sharp pain that was as sharp as burning.
He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth in a disgraceful manner, his eyelids jumped for no reason, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Wu Ming, his eyes radiating malice, fear, and cruelty.
But Wu Ming, who failed to hit the target, had bulging muscles, frowning eyebrows, and an overwhelming evil aura on his face. It felt like a prelude to a desperate fight.
The speaker's expression changed, and he suddenly asked: "Why are you so strong?"
Wu Ming¡¯s fists hung by his sides, his hair covered his eyes, and he couldn¡¯t see clearly the expression on his face. He said coldly: ¡°I¡¯m not strong, it¡¯s you who are weaker than before.¡±
The purple light in the speaker's eyes was even brighter, like two stars.
Wu Ming said: "Transform."
"There is no need to transform to deal with you."
There was a murderous intent in the speaker's tone.
However, Wu Ming did not continue to answer the conversation. Instead, he made a mistake and rushed towards the speaker again. He wanted to use practical actions to tell this high-level zombie who had betrayed the Round Table that he was definitely qualified to transform him.
"Jie Jie!"
There was a weird laugh from the Speaker's mouth. This time he did not retreat, but rushed towards Wu Ming. The nature of a zombie is to be cruel and murderous, and he will beat the little guy in front of him into a pile of minced meat who dares to disrespect him.
¡°Bang bang bang bang!¡±
In just a moment, two high-level zombies collided with each other in the air like sparks hitting the earth. A wave of air suddenly exploded around the two bodies, and continuous sonic booms could be heard.
When Wu Ming separated from the Speaker, they had fist-fighted dozens of times. Dark brown blood spilled from the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, and his left arm was slightly swollen. It seemed that he had not benefited from the Speaker.
But when he looked to the other side, he knew that Wu Ming had the upper hand in the previous confrontation.?
The speaker's upper body clothes were in pieces at this time. His upper body, which was already covered with wrinkles, was now covered in bruises and bruises. His face was covered in blood, and his right eye was swollen, leaving only a gap.
Wu Ming shook his slightly swollen left arm and said, "Transform, if you still want to survive."
The Speaker did not answer, but his remaining clothes quickly turned into torn strips of cloth. The wrinkles on his body were rapidly decreasing, and the muscles all over his body began to expand rapidly. His skin color continued to darken, and two huge tumors gradually grew on his back
There was a flash of black light, and the originally wizened and skinny old man now transformed into an extremely strong corpse king.
"Haha, old man, I never thought you would be forced to this point?"
Just when the Speaker opened his mouth and was about to roar, a calm and gloomy voice intervened again.
Huan Chu¡¯s face, which had remained silent, suddenly became extremely ugly!
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