Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen climbed several high-rise buildings and successfully found a place to stay.

He fell into a deep sleep, leaving the chasing forces to search for him all night.

Early morning.

The first ray of sunlight slowly rose and passed through the window on the top floor.

It hit the side of Zhuang Chen who was sleeping soundly.

"Hmm..."

Zhuang Chen woke up naturally, stretched lazily on the big bed, and then sat up.

"Today's weather looks pretty good."

He jumped up directly, stretched his muscles left and right, and walked to the window.

He poked his head to look at the situation downstairs, except for the zombies wandering aimlessly.

The street was deserted.

Zhuang Chen came to the top floor and jumped between the high-rise buildings. He tried his best to avoid the zombies on the street.

His speed was as fast as a cheetah, and his huge jumping power allowed him to jump hundreds of meters away easily.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Chen's mouth, and he felt a little satisfied with his strength.

But soon he found that the atmosphere began to become heavy, and there was no trace of zombies nearby.

Their intermittent footsteps disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of the wind was heard.

"Bang bang..."

The wind blew the glass windows left and right, hitting them again and again.

It was like the countdown of a time bomb.

Zhuang Chen stood there with his eyes closed, listening to the movements around him with his ears erect.

"Hu..."

"Da Da..."

"..."

Various subtle sounds mixed together in a mess, and he keenly sensed that the danger was quietly approaching him.

When Zhuang Chen opened his eyes again, he found that twelve people dressed differently appeared around him.

They exuded a sharp murderous aura, and the heavy breath showed that they were desperate people licking blood on the edge of a knife.

Zhuang Chen looked at the information on the twelve people.

He found that they were twelve zodiac signs, twelve personalities, twelve weapons and twelve different power fluctuations.

He felt very surprised.

But such danger is like a huge rock, weighing heavily on his heart.

The person opposite him is the familiar An Jian.

An Jian is wearing a neat black suit, and the two buttons on his chest are unbuttoned, revealing his bronze skin.

His hair falls between his eyebrows, and he walks slowly towards Zhuang Chen with his hands in his pockets.

He exudes a bit of ruffian spirit.

"I knew you would pass by this place, and it seems that everything is as I expected."

"I haven't seen you, a playboy, for a few days, and you have grown a brain. This makes me feel incredible."

Although Zhuang Chen was uneasy in his heart, he tried to keep calm on his face.

He mocked him sarcastically.

"Your mouth is still as hard as ever. I'm afraid you don't have the capital to be arrogant today."

"Whether I have this capital or not is not for you to talk nonsense here. If you have the guts, let me see what kind of means you have?"

Zhuang Chen's deep eyes could not see what he was thinking, and the evil arc hanging at the corner of his mouth was even more ostentatious.

An Jian felt particularly irritated when he saw his ungrateful look.

He stretched out his right hand and tapped twice to signal his subordinates behind him.

Twelve people took out their weapons and stood in front of them with ferocious faces.

But in the blink of an eye, the twelve people moved in front of Zhuang Chen.

Such an unexpected move made Zhuang Chen panic a little.

But he reacted quickly.

Zhuang Chen squatted down to avoid their fatal attack.

The weapons of the twelve people collided with each other, making a harsh sound.

In Zhuang Chen's hand, a lightning whip several meters long was condensed, and it hit their calves with a rotation.

The expressions on the faces of the twelve people became solemn at the same time.

Their toes lightly touched the ground, and their bodies jumped back and jumped, successfully avoiding Zhuang Chen's attack.

Zhuang Chen saw that they were not broken up because of his attack.

He kept adjusting his disordered breathing, squinting his eyes and observing their every move.

Trying to find weaknesses in them.

"Is such a weakling worthy of the twelve of us going out at the same time?"

"How about we fight him one-on-one?"

"This man has a great reputation, don't underestimate him too much."

"This is just the bragging of those ordinary people, I don't think he is that great."

"No opinion, you can do it yourself."

"..."

The twelve people cast contemptuous eyes on Zhuang Chen.

After their eyes met, the third of the twelve people came out.

Zhuang Chen looked at them so ignorantly, and tried his best to calm down and prepare to give them a fatal blow.

The third man who came out was short and dark-skinned, but he had two pigtails on his head like a child, which looked particularly weird.

His protruding mouth cracked, which made people feel a little panic inexplicably.

There was a horrifying wound on the cheek of his right face.

His body swayed left and right like a little penguin, and he walked towards Zhuang Chen, holding a double-edged sharp blade in his hand.

Zhuang Chen calmly looked at the man's power fluctuations, which really made him not to be underestimated.

The laughter in his ears disturbed his mind.

He just glanced up at them calmly, and then focused on the man in front of him.

"I'll meet you, the yellow-haired boy."

The lightning whip in Zhuang Chen's hand made a crackling sound.

A blue-purple light also flowed on his body, reflecting his cold face.

His feet moved away, shoulder-width apart.

The whole person was in a defensive state.

But what happened in the next second made him gasp.

Zhuang Chen stepped back urgently, keeping a distance from the man.

He was still swaying when he walked just now, but in the blink of an eye, his body moved slightly and disappeared on the spot.

Zhuang Chen kept moving his steps, looking at his figure vigilantly.

The other party's body was looming, constantly appearing in different places.

He couldn't figure out his specific location.

Zhuang Chen tried to attack actively.

But the next second, the other party's body appeared three meters away from him.

This made every attack of his miss, and the opponent even grinned and mocked him.

"I don't want to play with you anymore, it's time for my hunting time, right?"

The corner of the short man's mouth curled up with an evil charm, and he subconsciously clenched his double-headed sharp blade.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body teleported in front of Zhuang Chen.

Although Zhuang Chen quickly transformed two fire blades and blocked in front of him.

But he was still flipped in the air by the opponent, and the other end of the sharp blade directly cut his thigh.

The blood flowed out and wet his pants, and Zhuang Chen knelt on one knee in pain.

His face suddenly turned pale.