Infinite devouring evolution of the last days

Chapter 44
The Lord of Tyranny turned his head to look at Zhao Yong and the others, and said slowly: "Now do you know why?"

Like the bulging muscles on his body, the face of the Tyrant Lord is also covered with muscles, which seem to be impossible to penetrate with a gun.

On this muscular face, a pair of eyes full of hatred, sadness, and killing looked at Zhao Yong and the others.

"But Zheng Tianyao is dead." Zhao Yong said to the Lord of Tyranny, "He has already received the punishment he deserved."

After hearing this news, the muscles on the Lord of Tyranny's face twitched, and then a murderous aura burst out from him.

The aftermath of the murderous aura blows away all the frivolous objects around him, and the whole room suddenly becomes a mess.

"He should be killed by me!" The Lord of Rage suddenly roared.

"He did this to me! I must crush his skull, tear his chest open, and let him die a slow death in pain!"

Zhao Yong and his party were shuddered by the sudden murderous aura, stepped back a few steps and assumed a fighting posture.

The tyrannical lord has already gone mad at this time, completely losing his mind.

He walked towards Zhao Yong and the others step by step, but Zhao Yong and the others stood in place due to excessive fear, unable to move.

Suddenly Mao Lang pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it hard into his thigh. The severe pain made him temporarily forget the fear in front of him. He pulled Zhao Yong and Zheng Jiangfeng and started running for their lives.

The Lord of Tyranny followed behind them with heavy and oppressive steps.

"You guys go first, bring Sun Jun and the others here." Zhao Yong stopped, pulled out the alloy machete and faced the tyrannical master, "I'll hold him here."

"I'll stay too." Mao Lang saw Zhao Yong stopped and stopped, "Zheng Jiangfeng, hurry up and bring them here."

At the critical moment, Zhao Yong didn't want to drag Mao Lang back and forth, since he wanted to stay, he could stay.

"Then be careful! We'll be right back!" Zheng Jiangfeng warned and ran away quickly.

The Lord of Violence appeared from around the corner, knocking a crack out of the wall.

"I'll try his skills first." Zhao Yong said, "If it doesn't work, throw a flash bomb and let's withdraw."

"Understood." Mao Lang took out the flash bomb and stared at the tyrannical master.

Zhao Yong took a few deep breaths, stabilized his figure, and rushed forward in one go.

"Martial skills! Quick two cuts!"

Two flashes of cold light suddenly appeared, hitting the tyrannical Lord's ribs like lightning.

"Ding, ding." With two sounds, the alloy machete seemed to have struck a steel bar. There was not even a white mark on the body of the tyrannical lord.

This defense is too strong.The collision between the blade and the tyrannical lord made Zhao Yong's tiger's mouth still ache.

Just listening to the wind of "huhu", a huge fist hit Zhao Yong's face.

"Martial skills! Strong wind."

With the blessing of the wind, Zhao Yong dodged the blow, and then walked around behind the Lord of Tyranny, intending to attack its weak point.

Holding the knife in both hands, Zhao Yong used all his strength to slash at the back of the tyrannical lord.

"Ding!" There was another crisp sound.

Obviously, the Lord of Tyranny's back also has a very high armor, Zhao Yong's current attack is no different from tickling to him.

"Mao Lang!" Zhao Yong saw that he was clearly outmatched and no longer wanted to fight. He shouted to Mao Lang: "Flash bomb!"

"Come on!" Mao Lang replied after receiving the signal, and then threw the flash bomb he had prepared.

Zhao Yong immediately ran behind the bunker, turned around and closed his eyes.

Although he closed his eyes, Zhao Yong's eyes still ached from the strong white light released by the flash bomb.

The Lord of Tyranny did not hide, nor did he close his eyes.

After the flash bomb exploded, the intense white light shone directly on his eyes. He covered his eyes and roared in pain.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Yong and Mao Lang hurried away, temporarily getting rid of the tyrannical lord's pursuit.

"His grandma's, this thing is too powerful." Mao Lang sat on the ground panting heavily, and said to Zhao Yong.

"When you were fighting that werewolf earlier, you used that martial skill to slash twice. Cutting his arm was like cutting tofu."

"But it didn't even leave a mark on this guy!" Mao Lang became angrier as he thought about it, so he cursed.

"This bitch Zheng Tianyao, why can't I make such a thing! It's not worrying to die!"

"Say less." Zhao Yong said impatiently: "It's better to think carefully and deal with him this way."

"I don't know if you noticed it." Mao Lang suddenly became serious and said to Zhao Yong.

"When you cut his back, the muscle on his shoulder blade contracted."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yong really didn't notice this matter.

"I mean, his weak point is his back." Mao Lang then told Zhao Yong.

"But the bulge on his back is like a door, protecting his weak point at all times. So we should find a way to open that door!"

At this time, Sun Jun and Cheng Siming also came.

"So?" Cheng Siming couldn't wait to ask when he arrived, "Is it done?"

"Not yet." Zhao Yong panted, "Although his back is weak, it has been strengthened and has special muscles to protect it."

"The only option is to attack by force." Cheng Siming said after hearing this.

"The only way to break those two muscle shields is, otherwise the needles of the tranquilizer and anesthetic won't go in."

storm?It's easy to say that, but he is a tyrannical lord!

But now there is only one way, the shield must be smashed, or they will all die in this basement.

After much deliberation, Zhao Yong decided to use the "Hero Order", so he said to the crowd, "Stay back, and I will deal with him."

Zhao Yong, whose abilities were enhanced tenfold, approached the Lord of Violence in an instant.The tyrannical lord raised his fist and smashed it straight at Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong struck his arm with the blade and used the force to direct the tyrannical lord's arm in another direction.

In this instant, Zhao Yong dodged behind the Lord of Violence and used all his strength to slash at the two muscle shields!
"Martial skills! Quick two cuts!"

With a "click", the two shield-like things snapped.

The tyrannical lord, who was in pain, turned around and punched Zhao Yong away. Then he quickly walked up to Zhao Yong, grabbed his neck with one hand, and picked him up.

Zhao Yong tried his best to slash with his knife, but he couldn't do any harm to the Lord of Tyranny like scratching an itch.

Mao Lang, Sun Jun and others who were watching from the side were very anxious, but they didn't know how to help Zhao Yong.

"Grandma's!" Mao Lang stood up suddenly and cursed, grabbed the tranquilizer and anesthetic in Cheng Siming's hand and rushed over, "I will die with you today!"

Mao Lang jumped onto the back of the Lord of Tyranny like a hungry tiger, and injected all the anesthetics and tranquilizers.

As time passed, the tyrannical lord finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell straight to the ground.

(End of this chapter)