Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

The end of the world breaks out, day 16.

Military rescue: 1 day left.

【Purple Indigo Steel Skeleton】

Yang Feng's skeleton has also been completely transformed.

A large amount of broken bone impurities formed black scabs on the surface of the skin, emitting bursts of stench.

Take a bath.

Change into clean clothes.

Opening the window, the breeze blew against his cheeks, bringing a slight sense of refreshment and relaxing Yang Feng's mood a little.

Go downstairs.

"Why are you the only ones here?"

Yang Feng's figure was like a ghost, and the shadow tendons made him go downstairs silently. He glanced at everyone and asked lightly.

"leader."

"leader."

There are only 4 members left in the villa.

Several members of the Blood Hunters heard Yang Feng's voice and immediately stood up from the sofa, lowered their heads respectfully, and knelt on the ground with one knee.

Long Er walked out of the darkness in the corner and made the same gesture.

"patrol."

He slowly uttered two words and explained the whereabouts of Su Manman and others. It turned out that they were patrolling near the villa area.

There are more rules.

Since the last rebellion, Sumanman has established new rules. Blood hunt members must kneel down on one knee when they see their leader.

"You go on, I'll go out for a walk."

Yang Feng raised his finger, asked them to stand up, and then pushed open the door of the villa.

He immediately saw several strips hanging under the eaves of the villa.

people.

A total of seven people were hanged, with ropes tied around their necks, and their bodies used as warning signs.

Gather rescue points.

There have been many refugees rushing here recently.

The forest is big and there is all kinds of shit. Some people are just born to be mean and love to cause trouble for themselves.

Sumanman's methods became more and more cruel. He killed those guys who didn't have eyesight, and then hung them here to set an example for everyone.

"Killing the chicken to scare the monkey?"

Yang Feng guessed it immediately.

This method is definitely the simplest, crudest, and most effective.

Huhuhuhuhu~~

At this moment, a helicopter flew over the sky.

It flew very low, only a few dozen meters above the ground, and its propellers made a huge roar.

"We are here!!"

"Save us, save us!!"

"Take us away, even if you only take a few people??"

"Don't go, don't go, don't fly away!!"

The sound of the helicopter attracted a large number of people, who shouted and roared at the plane and waved their bright clothes wildly.

"hehe."

Yang Feng sneered, it was really whimsical.

That helicopter was not for rescue, but to collect intelligence.

Which gathering point has the most refugees.

Which road is the hardest to break through the zombie tide.

The military must be fully prepared to launch a real rescue tomorrow.

The helicopter flies away.

There were curses from the crowd, mixed with complaints and cries.

"What the hell, if you don't come down to rescue people if there is a plane, you must be thinking of saving those dignitaries first!!"

"Haha, of course our lives are of no value to anyone else."

"You two, please stop talking. They must be here to perform a mission. The army's rescue will arrive tomorrow. Just wait for one more day."

"Uuuuuuuuah...if rescue doesn't come tomorrow..."

All kinds of sounds, a mixture of good and bad.

Some people are pessimistic.

Someone sang the praises.

Someone even said something wrong and started fighting with each other, leaving each other bruised and bruised.

"Hello."

"I haven't seen you."

"New here today, right?"

At this time, a man's voice came from beside him.

It was a bald man with a big belly, a dragon tattooed on his arm, and a blade wrapped in white cloth in his hand.

Yang Feng frowned and looked at the man.

Suddenly, he felt familiar.

look familiar?

I seem to have seen it somewhere.

In Yang Feng's life, he rarely had contact with socialites with dragons and tigers, and his long-lasting memories should come from his previous life.

right! !

Ten years of darkness.

In the early days, I should have met him, but what happened was somewhat forgotten. It was really too long ago.

"Why are you stunned?"

"Do you know the rules here?"

The man scolded, pulling Yang Feng back from his memories.

"What are the rules?" Yang Feng asked lightly.

"Hmm."

"I understand, does Brother Dao from Tianqiao know?"

"First divide half of your supplies and give them to our Dragon and Tiger Gang as a filial piety."

Brother Dao, who was big and muscular, had a fierce look in his eyes when he mentioned the Dragon and Tiger Gang.

The Dragon and Tiger Gang...remembered! !

In the early days of the apocalypse, when I fled to the military base shelter, I once encountered an organization called the Dragon Tiger Gang.

They are good at blackmailing the weak and do whatever they want in the gray area of ​​the shelter. Yang Feng was once exploited and a lot of precious materials were turned over.

Old friend.

I didn't expect to meet you here.

If you remember correctly, there is a boss named 'Gao Wenxu' in the Longhu Gang, who is very powerful.

In just one month, he reached the growth stage of Blue Sea Pattern.

Although it is not as good as the trump card hidden in the shelter, it is definitely a tyrant within the civilian area.

"I have no supplies."

Yang Feng shrugged, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint teasing smile.

"Hmm?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Everyone is here to escape, who doesn't bring something with them? Don't force me to search you!!"

Brother Dao's expression became more ferocious, and he walked a few steps closer.

His tall and strong figure can give the other party a stronger sense of oppression. At the same time, he slapped his palm with the back of the knife a few times, warning and threatening Yang Feng.

Most people would immediately give in after being frightened like this.

Of course.

In Yang Feng's eyes, this was a complete joke.

"Let's do this."

"Take me to find your boss."

"I'm a little interested in the Dragon and Tiger Gang."

Yang Feng said indifferently, completely ignoring Brother Li's question.

"What the hell are you?"

"Our boss, you can meet him if you want?"

Brother Dao was a little annoyed. The young man in front of him didn't take him seriously at all.

He raised the blade in his hand, pointed at Yang Feng's nose, and continued to say viciously: "I asked you to hand over the supplies, hand them over first and then talk about other things."

Yang Feng's eyes turned cold.

Crack, crack, crack.

He reached forward and grabbed the sharp tip of the blade, then clenched his palm and kept kneading it.

The whole blade was crushed into iron mud, and finally held Brother Dao's palm, mixed with the crushed blade, and turned into a pile of mud, meat and iron.

Blade, bone residue, and minced meat.

They were mixed together and grew on Brother Dao's wrist, and one look at them made people feel extremely painful...

"Ahhhh!!"

"My hand, my hand!!"

Brother Dao screamed like a pig being slaughtered, knelt on the ground, his face pale, and cold sweat broke out.

He looked at his palm in disbelief.

How could a person's strength be so strong that he could squeeze the blade and flesh into a tangled knot with just a light grip.

"Now."

"Can you take me there?"

Yang Feng looked down at him, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a somewhat hideous and playful smile, which made people feel deeply chilled.

"I'll take you there."

"I'll take you there now..."

Brother Dao didn't dare to resist, he knew he had hit a hard point and kicked on the iron plate.

He covered his broken hand while stumbling towards Villa No. 21, thinking about how to get revenge in his heart.

Find the boss! !

The boss will definitely help him get revenge! !