Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

The whole bell tower radiated a strange red glow, and the nearby blood race lost the ability to fly instantly under the influence of the ban, and was knocked out by an oncoming force!

A large area has been emptied around!

"It's now! Separately evacuate to a safe point!"

Chen Lin shouted.

good chance!

Fang Heng did not evacuate immediately, but continued to set up his sniper rifle and aimed the muzzle at Stewart, who flew out in midair.

"boom!!!"

In midair, Stuart was covered with red incantations.

He was aware of the danger, but because of the restriction, he couldn't do evasion, and could only watch the bullet hit his body.

"boom!!!!"

The bullet pierced through the chest, and then suddenly exploded in the air!

A huge fireball wrapped Stewart inside.

[Hint: You deal 11332 points of crit damage, weak point damage, and vital damage to Stewart].

[Hint: You are currently anonymous].

Cut, not dead.

Fang Heng also expected it.

This shot can knock out a lot of Stuart's blood and a lot of hatred.

"Fang Shuo, hurry up!"

Chen Lin had already walked to the back door to prepare to evacuate. He used his chin to signal to Fang Heng the location of the evacuation point, and then quickly left the clock tower.

Seeing this, Fang Heng immediately put away his sniper rifle and ran towards the door.

"Quick! Boss, get in the car!"

Outside the door, Mo Jiawei had already started the big truck, and when Fang Heng jumped on the truck for the last time, he could press the accelerator with one foot.

The crowd galloped away quickly along the trail.

Chen Lin looked back at the blood group behind him, and said solemnly, "We will try to attract the Duke's attention and give my people time to escape."

"Ok."

Fang Heng hummed softly.

He raised his sniper rifle again and looked at Stewart in the distance through the scope.

Not long ago, he was double injured by the ban on the clock tower and the sniper rifle. After landing, Stewart stood up staggeringly under the protection of many blood clans.

The wounds on him are slowly healing themselves.

A large number of follow-up blood tribes also arrived, joined the battlefield together, and gathered behind Stuart with flapping wings.

"Witcher, vile race."

Stuart sneered, his anger rising in his heart.

"I hurt my noble body, and I will make you regret it."

Saying that, Stewart crushed the blood marrow in his hand.

"boom!"

The exploding blood in the blood marrow gradually merged into Stewart's body, the incantation mark on his body dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and a blood hole previously shot by a sniper bullet was also rapidly healing.

"call out!!!"

Sensing the crisis keenly, Stewart dodged sideways again.

"boom!!!"

The bullet passed by and hit the big tree behind, followed by the whole big tree and exploded again in situ.

"Hehe...want to provoke me?"

A red light flashed in Stuart's pupils, he squinted to look in the direction of the big truck where Fang Heng was, and a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"you succeeded."

Huh!

Stewart turned into a bat form, and chased Fang Heng and the others with a large number of blood groups behind him.

"Huh, good news, he's chasing after him."

Seeing Stuart chasing after him, Chu Yan exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and then said solemnly, "Bad news, he's chasing after him."

"Brother, stop making bad jokes now, okay?"

Mo Jiawei, who was driving the truck galloping forward, felt bitter in his heart. He turned his head to look at Chen Lin and asked, "Chen Lin, you just said that there is a way to save your life, now it's up to you, where are we going? "

Chen Lin looked at the Duke of the Blood Race who was approaching the big truck, and shrugged calmly, "Brother, I lied to them casually, do you believe this? There is a sea-crossing bridge not far away, I thought. If you can get there, jump into the sea and if you are lucky, you may be able to save a little life.”

ha?

so hard?

Come with your lie and open your mouth, right?

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Mo Jiawei's forehead.

This S-rank witcher bloodline has just arrived and hasn't been warmed up yet, and I haven't had time to try the effect, so I have to die so soon?

One death may be acceptable, but what if the witcher bloodline is punished and lost?

Isn't this blood loss to the point of cracking?

Thinking about it, Mo Jiawei immediately looked at Fang Heng through the rearview mirror, "Fang, Boss Fang, what shall we do next? Where are we going?"

Fang Heng calmly switched the magazines and said, "Don't worry, you can't die, listen to me, we are in the suburban area now, and we are heading towards Jincheng."

"Jincheng?"

Seeing that Fang Heng was so calm, it seemed that he was confident, but Mo Jiawei relaxed a little.

After working with Fang Heng for so long, he has yet to suffer a loss.

Chen Lin continued: "Continue forward, turn right after two intersections, and after the cross-sea bridge is the Jincheng area."

"boom!!!"

Just as he was talking, another shot rang out.

Stuart, the Duke of Blood, had to slow down a bit as he chased after him.

Taking advantage of the time to switch magazines, Fang Heng proposed an anonymous transaction to Chu Yan.

On the side, Chu Yan received the signal flare from the Holy Court brought over from Fang Heng. Hearing this, he raised his brows, vaguely seeming to realize something.

Jincheng?

Indeed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there seems to be...

The Holy Court branch is located.

Chu Yan felt as if he understood a little bit, but at the same time he didn't quite understand it.

Can they really get there?

There is still a road to the Cross-Sea Bridge, at least ten minutes by car.

Chu Yan was not very confident.

Although Stuart, Duke of Blood, who was chasing after him, seemed to be very afraid of the sniper rifle in the opponent's hand, he could easily avoid the attack of the sniper rifle every time.

The two sides are constantly getting closer!

Getting closer!

Chen Lin threw away his coat, and the incantation engraved on his body glowed red.

Under strong pressure, Chen Lin directly entered the third-order form of the Demon Hunter, and took out the Demon Hunter's beheading sword behind his back.

"call out!!"

Stewart in bat form condensed into a human form in mid-air, spread two bat-shaped dark black wings behind him, and threw two dark light **** forward while flying at a medium speed.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Lin shouted loudly, raised the beheading sword shrouded in red incantation and slashed forward.

"boom!!"

The black ball of light exploded as soon as it touched the Demon Hunter's beheading sword, and the aftermath of the explosion lifted Chen Lin back!

On the side, Chu Yan quickly grabbed Chen Lin and almost fell off the truck.

Mo Jiawei felt bitter.

He also has the skills of the Demon Hunter. From a look at the situation, we can see that Chen Lin in the third-order state can't beat the blood clan Duke at all, but now Chen Lin needs a lot of anger to enter the fourth stage.

"Boss Fang, you can't go on like this, you have to think of a way!"

"Well, I know, we still have trump cards."

Hole?

Mo Jiawei was stunned for a moment, then saw Fang Heng take out a small spear blade.

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