Chapter 16 Killing the Mutated Bamboo Rat

At this moment, although Han Feng was hit by the huge impact and saw stars in his eyes, he still endured the dizziness and raised his head at the first time to look for the trace of the mutant bamboo rat.

The mutant bamboo rat was lying about ten meters in front of the car. In the process of colliding with the Unimog RV, it did not gain any benefits, but seemed to be seriously injured.

The originally bulging muscles were full of broken wounds, and the bright red blood was slowly flowing out of the wounds, gathering into a small pool under its body.

The most critical thing was that the front teeth on its mouth, which were like a sword out of the sheath, were broken abruptly, leaving only a broken root in the mouth.

"Squeak--!"

The mutant bamboo rat lying on the ground seemed to notice Han Feng's gaze. After a sharp roar from its mouth, it planned to stand up and continue to attack the Unimog RV.

However, the extent of the injury to the mutant bamboo rat this time was obviously beyond its expectations. It struggled to stand up, but it only lasted for about half a second before it fell down again, splashing blood all over the ground.

This was actually good luck for Han Feng. The mutant bamboo rat in front of him had just evolved through cruel mutual devouring. Under its thick black fur, there were still many wounds from the previous fight that had not healed. This collision completely broke the wounds that had just scabbed, and even expanded a lot.

If this was a mutant bamboo rat that had completed its evolution and had no injuries on its body, then this collision would at most cause it to suffer minor injuries, and it would definitely not be as seriously injured as it is now.

When Han Feng saw the mutant bamboo rat stand up, his heart was chilled, but when he saw the other party fall down again, his heart, which had sunk to the bottom, was slightly relieved.

The mutant bamboo rat was obviously seriously injured, so Han Feng took out the triangular compound pulley bow under the driver's seat without any hesitation and flipped out from the roof skylight.

After climbing out of the RV, Han Feng did not actively approach the mutant bamboo rat. Although the other party was seriously injured, who knows if it still has any mutant ability.

"Huh!"

Han Feng, standing on the roof, took a deep breath and looked carefully at the position of the mutant bamboo rat's forehead.

Under normal circumstances, Han Feng could not cause any serious damage to the mutant bamboo rat with just the triangular compound pulley bow and the bone-breaking arrow in his hand, but just at the moment of collision with the mutant bamboo rat, he saw a deep wound on the forehead of the mutant bamboo rat, and this wound was Han Feng's target.

"Found it!"

After Han Feng locked his eyes on the mutant bamboo rat, he soon found the deep wound on its forehead.

Han Feng, who found the wound, did not hesitate at all. His feet were like nails, standing firmly on the roof of the car, and his arms exerted force at the same time, pulling the triangular compound pulley bow in his hand into a crescent.

"Swoosh!"

With the sound of the arrow breaking through the air, Han Feng loosened the bowstring in his hand, and the arrow on the pulley bow, like a poisonous dragon, came to the mutant bamboo rat in a blink of an eye and drilled into the deep wound on its forehead.

"Squeak!"

The mutant bamboo rat, which was already seriously injured, screamed miserably after being hit by the aluminum arrow shaft with a bone-crushing arrowhead. Its two lantern-like red eyes stared at Han Feng's direction, and its huge body trembled again, as if it wanted to struggle to stand up.

"This beast's vitality is really tenacious!" Han Feng saw that after the arrow drilled into the wound on the mutant bamboo rat's forehead, it did not kill it, but aroused its ferocity, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Then his eyes were stern, and the pulley bow in his hand was raised again, and the target was still the mutant bamboo rat's forehead.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Five arrows in a row!

When the fifth arrow penetrated the wound on the mutant bamboo rat's forehead, the huge beast uttered a whine and fell down unwillingly.

Seeing the fire of life in the mutant bamboo rat's eyes disappear, Han Feng, who was standing on the roof, breathed a sigh of relief and sat down with some exhaustion.

Although he was just fighting with a severely injured mutant beast, Han Feng's mind was completely exhausted under his full concentration. After killing the opponent, he could no longer support himself and sat on the roof gasping for breath.

Han Feng rested on the roof for about five minutes before slowly climbing up and getting back into the car through the skylight on the roof.

Han Feng returned to the driver's seat and saw that Wang Yingyu was still in a coma in the co-pilot seat. He did not rush to wake her up, but took out a carbon steel saber, opened the door, and jumped down.

Han Feng knew that within an hour after the mutant beast died, all the mutant energy in the body would gather in the heart of the mutant beast to form a life core. This life core gathered the life essence of the entire mutant beast, and the energy contained in it was very huge. The evolvers in the end times could use it as energy to improve their evolution level.

In fact, before Han Feng traveled back, there was a school called the second generation evolution school in the end times. Most of them relied on the zombie crystal core to awaken their evolutionary abilities, and then relied on the mutant beast's life core to improve their evolution level, becoming the "strongest" among human evolvers.

However, Han Feng has always sneered at such "strong men". Such evolvers who only have levels and energy but no actual combat experience are completely scum. They can only bully evolvers with huge gaps in levels from them, or even some ordinary people. They are not a threat to the evolvers who really come out to kill.

At this time, the mutant bamboo rat has turned sideways, and its relatively fragile abdomen is exposed.

Han Feng walked to the mutant bamboo rat, raised the tactical saber in his hand without any hesitation, and stabbed it hard towards the heart of the mutant bamboo rat.

"Puff!"

As soon as the tactical saber pierced the heart of the mutant bamboo rat, a column of blood spurted out along the wound. Fortunately, Han Feng dodged quickly, otherwise he would be sprayed with this fishy blood. I don't know how long it would take to wash off the smell.

After the saber entered the flesh, the hardness of the mutant bamboo rat's skin still exceeded Han Feng's expectations. The carbon steel saber would have a noticeable sluggish feeling when cutting the skin of the mutant bamboo rat. He had to work hard to cut the skin of the mutant bamboo rat.

This is when the mutant bamboo rat is already dead. If the mutant bamboo rat is still alive, it is estimated that even a military knife cannot pierce its skin.

Han Feng spent a lot of effort to cut open the skin of the mutant bamboo rat's heart. When the blood on the mutant bamboo rat's heart was almost sprayed out, a heart with a diameter of about 50 centimeters finally appeared in front of him.