Disaster Shelter

After cutting Zheng Feng's body, the shadow demon grinned grinningly, and said to Wen Wen, This human body can be split almost infinitely. Now, do you still have the time to hunt and kill me?

The more he splits, the weaker his spirit will be. If there are less than ten clones, his sanity will drop, and if there are more than ten splits, he will completely lose his sanity.

Then, he kicked these growing fragments everywhere.

Now that he has split so much, it is impossible for his consciousness to return to the state of a normal person, and I have lost my restraint. Goodbye, unknown demon hunter.

After speaking, the shadow demon turned into the shadow and walked away.

And Wen Wen didn't pursue it, because the biggest threat now was not the shadow demon, but Zheng Feng everywhere.

Countless Zheng Fengs appeared in every corner of the entire factory, like the avatar technique in a certain ninja anime.

But these Zheng Fengs were not as harmonious as those clones looked. They all had ferocious faces drooling, and their eyes were full of hatred for Wen Wen.

Many Zheng Fengs could no longer even maintain their human form. All kinds of limbs were glued together to form a shape that was more terrifying than monsters.

They have completely lost their minds, they don't need to cut up their bodies, they are constantly proliferating, and the proliferated Zheng Feng is no longer a complete human form.

In Zheng Feng's mind, there was only one thought that was fairly complete, and that was to kill Wen Wen.

Wen Wen sighed, now he really has no way to deal with these things, unless he uses the power of the Disaster Prisoner.

But he came here to deal with this matter. Too many people know that using the power of the Disaster Prisoner here is undoubtedly telling others that he has something to do with the 'Black Cross'.

So Wen Wen sprayed out a puff of acid, forcing several Zheng Fengs around who were trying to approach him to retreat, jumped to the high place of the factory building alone, and dialed a number.

Hey, Captain Lin, hurry up and help me out. I can't handle this situation by myself. Uncle Gong hasn't left yet. Make sure to let him come over.

After leaving the address and some necessary information, Wen Wen hung up the phone and jumped up high.

After he jumped up, a string of human centipedes consisting of dozens of Zheng Feng's heads and arms pounced on where Wen Wen was just now, biting.

Whether it hurts me or not, if I'm really caught by them, I'll be disgusted to death.

Wen Wen smiled wryly, jumped in front of the centipede, and kicked the heads away one by one like playing football.

Now, Wen Wen has to try his best to circle around here until the arrival of support.

His abilities aren't suited to dealing with this kind of foe, but the Association has others who are good at it.

At the same time, he has to try his best to keep these things within a certain range, otherwise these things that can be divided infinitely, otherwise once they rush into the residential area, they may really cause a disaster.

Speaking of which, if you want to classify garbage, what kind of garbage is Zheng Feng?

Just waiting for a while, Zheng Feng, who is more curious than the shape of a human centipede, has already assembled, and he rushed towards Wen Wen with his teeth and claws.

Wen Wen sighed softly, holding the dagger and rushing directly into Zheng Feng's pile.

The black brilliance flowed, and the sharp sword energy was vertical and horizontal. Wen Wen directly regarded these Zheng Fengs as a partner and used them to practice swordsmanship.

Using people to practice swords is completely different from practicing swords in an open space by yourself. After only more than ten minutes of chopping, Wen Wen felt that his swordsmanship had improved.

And in these ten minutes, Wen Wen hacked at least hundreds of Zheng Feng.

Of course, no matter how he chops, Zheng Feng's number will only increase.

Finally, with the roar of cars, a row of black cars parked outside the factory, surrounded by hundreds of assistants with flamethrowers.

The blazing flames sprayed on these Zheng Feng's bodies, making their bodies burnt, and they couldn't help but flinch back.

There is no problem for helpers to deal with these Zheng Fengs. With too many divisions, the strength of a single Zheng Feng has dropped to the point where it is not as good as ordinary people. Strictly trained helpers can deal with them.

Wen Wen has nothing to do with them, it's just because he doesn't have the means to kill large areas of energy.

Whether it's acid, freezing, or mental shock, at most ten or eight Zheng Feng can be dealt with, and no amount of monsters in the shelter can survive.

Seeing the arrival of the demon hunters, Wen Wen jumped in front of Lin Zheyuan and the others.

Behind him, a giant spider with a diameter of several meters and composed of Zheng Feng's body roared and chased after him.

Uncle Gong stretched out his hand and pushed it forward lightly, the body of the spider Zheng Feng started to spontaneously ignite violently, and after only a few seconds, it turned into a pool of coke smoking black smoke.

Wen Wen let out a long breath, and said in a reborn tone: Sure enough, your abilities are suitable for dealing with this kind of monsters. No matter how I chop them down, they will only increase.

Lin Zheyuan pointed to those Zheng Feng who were baring their teeth and claws and said, You left the dinner party first to deal with this thing?

You've wronged me. My former client called and said his uncle was crazy. I just wanted to make some extra money. Who knows, it ended up dealing with this thing. Wen Wen complained cursingly.

This time Wen Wen was so gentle that he didn't lie. He originally thought it was just a shape-shifting monster at most, but he didn't expect to meet such a weirdo as Zheng Feng.

After chopping too many Zheng Fengs, Wen Wen now feels a little disgusted when he sees people.

Let's talk about gossip later, let's settle these things first.

Kung Pao Ding spread a pair of flame wings behind his back, floating in mid-air, manipulating those flames to strangle all Zheng Feng.

The monster that Wen Wen couldn't deal with, Kung Pao Ding easily burned it into coke. This is not to say that there is such a huge gap in strength between the two, but that the attribute restraint is too serious.

However, even so, it took Kung Pao Ding nearly half an hour to completely bury Zheng Feng with all kinds of strange shapes.

Kung Pao Ding fell to the ground and complained to Wen Wen: Tomorrow I will go to another place to report on my work, and I was asked to come and help in the middle of the night today. I, an old man, will almost be drained by you.

Hey, those who can do more work, you are like a hardworking cow, if you eat more grass, you can still milk it.

Next, Yan Xiu and all the assistants stayed to check whether there was any residual Zheng Feng that had not been cleaned up, while Wen Wen left first, citing fatigue.

Wen Wen first found Li Dazhuang, turned him out of the trash can, and put him on the lid of the trash can.

Then he came to a place where there was none and took out a wooden box.

Opening the box, I saw a piece of Zheng Feng's flesh and blood inside.

If nothing else happens, this is the last piece of Zheng Feng's flesh and blood, if left alone, another Zheng Feng will grow in the end.

Wen Wen covered him with chains and dragged him into the shelter.

Then, Wen Wen himself entered the shelter.

emmm, there is no manuscript saved at all, this chapter was rushed out temporarily, so the release time is a bit late.