Chapter 162: The Gathering Place Was Attacked
Gathering place No. 9.
The hot flames burned, and the smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air.
The sounds of fighting came one after another, many innocent refugees were brutally killed, and a large amount of supplies were looted.
"Surrender."
"You are no match."
A stern man said lightly.
His expression was indifferent, his eyes seemed to be stained with frost and snow, and the whole person exuded an extremely strong and terrifying aura.
Wang Xiangyu.
The chosen son.
In the early days before the outbreak of the apocalypse, Wang Xiangyu had a great adventure and found a blood-colored ice crystal near a cold storage.
The ice and snow melted.
This blood-colored ice crystal merged into Wang Xiangyu's body, producing a terrifying blood ability.
[Extremely cold]
This is a blood bodhi-level ability. The lucky people in the whole city who can obtain this ability can be counted on one hand.
Killing and looting.
Hoarding supplies.
Conquering younger brothers.
Opening a harem of beautiful women.
Wang Xiangyu is like the protagonist in a novel, getting stronger step by step, and can easily deal with all the enemies he encounters.
"You wait!!"
"When our leader comes back, it will be your death!!"
A member of the Blood Hunter, with ice spikes all over his body, fell in a pool of blood.
Leader?
Death?
"Hahaha."
"I heard that the tyrant of the No. 9 gathering place is not dared by anyone in the whole city."
"Today I have to provoke him and see who has the final say here."
Wang Xiangyu's eyes condensed, and his fingers lightly pointed forward. The extreme coldness was activated again, and countless ice cone fragments fell like a rainstorm.
A large number of warriors were pierced by ice cone fragments.
Those Blood Hunter evolvers also found it difficult to resist this level of superpowers.
"Hold on."
The two-headed spider girl was covered in blood, with several limbs broken and full of ice cone fragments.
Han Meixin and Lin Xueli encouraged the Blood Hunter members around them to try to let everyone hold on for a little longer.
"Thunder---explode!"
A young man in the blood hunt, a strong man who is good at using lightning, used his ultimate move with his eyes wide open.
It was Zhao Kai who performed very well in the hunting activity of 100,000 corpses.
The lightning beam around Zhao Kai condensed and formed a pure purple lightning, which bombarded Wang Xiangyu like a swimming dragon.
"Hmph."
Wang Xiangyu snorted coldly.
The extremely cold ability formed an ice wall around him, and the purple lightning bombarded on it, but it couldn't break the ice wall.
"Not bad."
"Zi Huanjing's ability is also the best among the evolvers."
Wang Xiangyu evaluated condescendingly, then stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Are you interested in being my subordinate?"
Conquer the younger brother.
Wang Xiangyu seems to be a person who loves talents. When he meets an evolver with great potential, he always likes to take him under his command.
"Hahaha!"
"Who do you think you are? How dare you steal from the leader?"
"Our leader is as dazzling as a bright star. He has given everyone in the gathering place the hope of survival and built this home that belongs to us alone."
"You don't know what you are facing at all."
There was a gleam in Zhao Kai's eyes. The image of leader Yang Feng was so majestic and tall in his mind.
That's right.
The leader is indeed a cruel tyrant.
The leader is indeed ruthless and cruel. He is equally ruthless and cold to both the enemy and his own people.
But!!
In the end times, such a leader is needed.
Ruthless and cruel, rational and cold, thoughtful, once you choose a path, you will definitely go on firmly.
How many refugees have undergone transformation?
At the beginning, those refugees were just cowards shivering in the tunnel, but in the end they were inspired to fight, bravely went to the front line, and bravely killed monsters.
How many relatives and friends of refugees were safely sent to the shelter base? ?
Hope.
This is the hope of survival.
Everyone has a fire in their heart, and they all have the motivation to survive and the drive to fight.
"You don't know."
"What a great and brilliant existence Chief Yang is to us."
"You are a nouveau riche with power, and you will never reach his level!!"
Zhao Kai worships Yang Feng crazily, and the other members of the Blood Hunters are the same. When they talk about the Tyrant Chief, their eyes are shining.
"Hehe."
"You are quite loyal."
Wang Xiangyu looked ugly, and then gestured to the younger brothers around him to wipe his neck.
Kill! !
Wang Xiangyu wanted to kill everyone here and slaughter all the rebels in the entire No. 9 gathering place.
"I want to see."
"How many tough guys are there in your No. 9 gathering place?"
"Those who surrender will live."
"Those who disobey me will die."
Wang Xiangyu shouted loudly and issued the final notice to the No. 9 gathering place. The younger soldiers around him also roared and launched a large-scale massacre.
At this time.
A small house was suddenly filled with mist and dust.
A hazy figure appeared vaguely, and gradually disappeared in front of everyone as the fog spread, and when it appeared again, it was a shrill scream.
"Ahhhh!!"
An intruder had his limbs cut off, a rope was put around his neck, and he was hung on a nearby tree.
"There's a ghost!!"
"Damn it, don't scare yourself, that's a power user."
"Hurry up and attack him!!"
The intruders held their guns and fired at the fog. The storm of bullets penetrated the fog and hit the wisps of white smoke.
The hazy figure suddenly turned into wisps of white smoke and then dissipated.
The next second.
The hazy figure appeared next to an evolver again, and the knife light kept flashing, and immediately chopped him into pieces of meat.
Long Er! !
At this critical moment, Long Er finally completed his evolution.
No one knows what kind of ability Long Er got in Dr. Brain Hole's dream.
Floating.
The ghost is still there.
The real body can even turn into white mist for a short time to block any physical attack from the enemy.
Nightmare! !
This is very much like the horrible nightmare that appeared in the fog in the late apocalypse, killing people invisibly.
Roar, roar, roar, roar! !
The ground kept shaking, and a horrible roar followed. A huge ball of flesh broke the sewer from the top and rolled towards the invaders.
Su Manman.
At the critical moment of life and death at the No. 9 gathering place, Su Manman finally completed her evolution.
Her whole body turned into a huge sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters, and her whole body was dripping with blood.
Hundreds of twisted and torn mouths opened, chanting strange tunes at the same time, making people confused.
That strange sound tune is not just a simple sound, but can also directly attack the enemy on the spiritual level, and the rubbing sound can't dissipate for a long time.
"What kind of monster is this??"
Wang Xiangyu urged his extreme cold ability, and a layer of frost mist filled the air, and countless ice cones pierced Su Manman's body.
Kaka Kaka
Su Manman's body quickly condensed into a ball of ice.
The melody continued to sing.
The whisper of the ancient god.
The whisper in the ear.
The cruel and twisted illusion.
The sharp teeth and claws scratched and scratched in the head...
Su Manman trembled all over, and the bloody huge meat ball broke free from the constraints of the ice and rolled again.
On the other side.
Long Er's hazy mist spread more and more, gradually approaching Wang Xiangyu.
"Are you the tyrants of the No. 9 gathering place?"
"It's really difficult."
Wang Xiangyu took a few steps back, his eyes condensed into a point, ready to use a more powerful supernatural trick.
Suddenly... the giant bloody meat ball stopped moving, and it collapsed forward in a crawling posture.
Suddenly... the hazy mist also stopped spreading, and a figure condensed into shape, kneeling on the ground respectfully.
A somewhat shabby car stopped near the gathering place No. 9.
A young man, holding a lively and cute little boy, appeared in front of everyone.
The tyrant is coming! !