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"That's how the old man's wound came from."

"Ordinary people who suffer such heavy injuries would probably die long ago. It is already a miracle that Father Yang can survive for two months after entering the base."

"No, I have to go to support."

After making up his mind, Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and calculated his winning rate against these two mutants.

If faced with a speed mutant, with his current speed of 22.05 meters per second, it would be difficult to keep up, and the speed mutant's hand scythe is extremely sharp, and one could be pierced through the stomach if not careful.

On the other hand, it is a power mutant, and he can use his speed to get around one or two.

"Just do it!"

Jiang Cheng tightened the long knife in his hand and took a deep breath.

at this time.

Father Yang was gasping for air. It was very difficult for him to even stand up due to the massive loss of blood.

"Is the old man going to confess here?"

As soon as the thought fell, a roar suddenly came, accompanied by a strong wind.

Father Yang stared with wide eyes as a pair of giant fists continued to enlarge in his sight. He wanted to move his body, but his hands and feet refused to obey.

He was about to die at the hands of zombies.

suddenly.

"Kill me!"

A figure suddenly appeared and slashed the arm of the first-order power mutant that rushed over.

Swish——

Blood spattered out, and the knife edge entered about half of the way.

Although it did not cause much damage to the power mutant, it successfully blocked the opponent's attack.

At the same time, the old man threw a bottle of Lingchi water under the doubtful gaze and said: "Old man, drink it!"

"Thanks, little brother."

Father Yang didn't know why the young man wanted to save him, but he still took the water bottle and drank it in a big gulp.

Gulu gulu!

As the spiritual pool entered his stomach, the confusion on Yang's face turned into shock.

He felt a powerful energy flowing along his limbs and bones, and the spiritual energy he had consumed previously was replenished. Most importantly, the injury on his chest was stabilized.

"nice one!"

Father Yang shouted loudly and regained control of his body.

He now has the strength to fight again.

Seeing that Father Yang's injury was getting better, Jiang Cheng did not dare to stay for long and said directly: "Old man, leave this big guy to me, and leave the fast one to you. Let's find another chance to escape."

"That's exactly what the old man meant!"

Father Yang's eyes were shining brightly.

He was still full of anger after being attacked by a speed mutant earlier. He originally thought that this revenge would never be avenged, but unexpectedly there was another turning point.

The words just fell.

Swish——

A sharp blade struck in the air. Father Yang was prepared at this time. He bent slightly and waited for the scythe to reach him. He shouted: "Vajra Fist!"

Golden light spreads all over his fists, and from a distance, they look like they are wearing golden gloves.

When the sickle struck, a golden fist struck directly.

Zheng!

The roar of metal was particularly harsh.

Under the resistance of the golden fist, the sickle made no progress at all, and even tended to be forced back.

"Forcibly catching the hand sickle of the next-level speed mutant, your eyes are open!"

Jiang Cheng felt a lot of admiration in his heart, but feeling the wind of the fist coming from the side, he stepped out of the way quickly, then turned around and taunted: "Big guy, you are nothing more than that!"

roar--

The first-order mutant looked up to the sky and roared. It was not like an ordinary zombie. After evolving into a first-order zombie, it already had intelligence comparable to that of a cat or dog. How could it endure being ridiculed by the little one in front of it.

With just a few steps, its three-meter-tall body jumped up, then clasped its fists with both hands and slammed them down at Jiang Cheng.

"Great power, but too slow."

Jiang Cheng analyzed the attack methods of the first-order power mutant, pointed his toes to the ground, and quickly retreated more than thirty meters.

boom!

With one punch, the concrete pavement dented directly.

"Big guy, come again!"

Jiang Cheng once again stirred up hatred.

The power mutant was immediately enraged and hit Jiang Cheng like a large truck.

"Slow, too slow!"

Jiang Cheng shook his head.

The maximum speed of this big guy should be 18 meters per second. Facing ordinary people, he would definitely be considered a pervert, but against him with an agility point of 3 or above, it is far from enough.

Easily dodging the attack, Jiang Cheng grabbed the hatchet and struck hard.

Tear--

A half-meter-long wound was instantly opened on the zombie's waist, and blue viscous liquid flowed out from the wound.

After missing a hit and being injured again, the big man became even more furious. His gray eyes glowed with a faint red light, and the muscles on his body bulged high, becoming larger than before.

roar--

The roar stopped, and the stab wounds on his waist and arms stopped bleeding. The big man stared at Jiang Cheng and rushed over.

"The eyes are red and the body is swollen. He is going berserk!"

Jiang Cheng recognized the current state of this big guy at a glance, but he was not prepared to fight head-on. According to the base's previous test data, the strength of this big guy can reach at least 1.5 tons, and in a rampage state, it can reach 3 tons.

"Come on, come on, I'll bleed you slowly." Jiang Cheng murmured, staring intently at the opponent in front of him.

This was his first one-on-one encounter with a first-order mutant, and he was very satisfied with being able to fight to this level.

Ouch——

Roaring, he punched Jiang Cheng with both fists wildly.

On the other hand, Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry, and continued to use his speed advantage to stroll leisurely under the fierce attack of the big guy.

"Good boy, good speed." Old Man Yang praised, and then looked at the pair of large sickles in front of him and said lightly: "The old man has practiced for decades, and he can't lose to the young."

"Come again!" Old Man Yang shouted, and his hands flashed golden light again.

Ouch——

The two giant sickles opened their eight-petal mouths and swung at the old man.

In this way, the two sides fought back and forth for half an hour. At the moment when the old man punched the first-order speed-type mutant away, Jiang Cheng hurriedly shouted: "Good opportunity, let's retreat quickly!"

"Okay!"

Looking at Old Man Yang, the two quickly fled along the embankment.

I don't know if it's because the two mutants are afraid of their opponents. After the two retreated, they didn't catch up, but just looked at them deeply, as if they wanted to remember these two humans in their minds.

After they left the battlefield, they ran 1.5 kilometers along the levee until they reached the downhill entrance of the shipyard community, then they slowed down.

Both of them were sweating and panting, especially Old Man Yang, whose face was pale and blood began to flow out of the wound on his chest.

"No, the old man can't do it anymore. You go first, young man." Old Man Yang relied on the water from the spirit pond to recover some strength, but after a battle, his strength was consumed again. After running so far, his strength was completely exhausted.

After saying this, Old Man Yang fell down directly.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng hurriedly supported him. Seeing that the other party was unconscious and the exploded muscles began to slowly deflate, he simply carried him on his back and ran towards the base.

Doctor Liu should be able to treat this kind of wound.