I can find treasures in my dreams

It was completely dark.

"Ta! Ta!"

The sound of gunfire carried very far in the silent night air.

You can still hear it from inside the pickup truck several kilometers away.

The Johnson family was horrified.

Little did they know that this time the whole family was involved in a huge event.

"Ta! Ta!"

The gunfire became more intense.

Bearded Johnson cursed anxiously: "I hate this damn country!"

Yang Fan comforted: "I have a feeling that in a while, we will be safe."

Johnson had absolutely trusted Yang Fan and was relieved: "This is very good news."

Fenner followed up and said: "Thank God."

miles away.

Bloody killings are taking place.

A middle-aged agent raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at a former colleague, pulled the trigger, and fired a bunch of bullets.

"Ta! Ta!"

This former colleague, with his head hanging strangely on one shoulder, has turned into a living dead.

Its chest was hit by a bullet, and its body shook several times.

The middle-aged agent yelled crazily: "Damn monster, Fxxku!"

"Ta! Ta!"

He loaded up another round of bullets.

But nothing happened to the agents of the living dead.

Because it has already died, it is naturally impossible for it to die again.

The next moment.

The middle-aged agent's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

This guy clearly saw that the living dead agent actually picked up the gun and pointed the gun at him.

The middle-aged agent couldn't help but cursed: "Fxxk!"

The sentence "Fxxk" just now was full of joy of revenge, but this sentence "Fxxk" is full of fear.

"Ta! Ta!"

Gunshots rang out.

The middle-aged agent's body trembled a few times, and a large amount of blood dripped from his chest and abdomen.

His lips trembled a few times, he fell to the ground and took his last breath.

A few seconds passed.

The corpse twitched a few times and slowly got up.

It also became the living dead.

It grasped the gun and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

More than a hundred meters away.

Two medium-sized helicopters were parked on the road.

The few remaining agents listened to the constant "click-click" gunshots and finally began to realize that something was wrong.

The night obscured their vision, and they couldn't see clearly what was happening over there.

The deputy captain picked up the communicator and asked urgently: "Boss, what happened over there? Why are there so many gunshots?"

No one answered.

Only the sound of "da da" came from the communicator.

The vice-captain felt increasingly uneasy and asked: "Is anyone there? Who can tell me what happened?"

This time there was finally a response, more than one agent spoke.

"Run!"

"We met a monster!"

"The dead are alive again!"

The vice-captain looked confused.

How can the dead come back to life?

Real or fake? !

The deputy captain hesitated for a moment and then ordered: "Start the helicopter and prepare to take off!"

The words just fell.

"Ta! Ta!"

Dense bullets flew over from different directions.

Several agents were immediately shot and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

The deputy captain squatted down subconsciously and shouted: "Enemy attack!"

He immediately saw three black figures emerging from the hazy night.

The vice-captain only glanced at it, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because these three figures don't even have heads.

One of the headless figures rushed towards the vice-captain.

The vice-captain froze because he was too frightened.

When he reacted, he could only watch as the headless figure jumped up and rushed over.

In desperation, the deputy captain raised the barrel of his gun and pushed it hard.

The next moment.

Something terrible happened.

The belly of the headless living dead swelled rapidly and exploded with a bang.

A large amount of black liquid flew out, covering a considerable area.

The vice-captain was the closest and was soaked all over.

The black liquid was highly corrosive. His clothes were burned to pieces, his skin was burned to pieces, and his flesh and blood was melted into black water.

"Ah~"

The vice-captain screamed wildly.

He fell to the ground and rolled a few times, then made no more noise.

The other two headless corpses rushed into the cabins of two helicopters respectively.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The body exploded.

Black liquid covered the entire cabin, and a large number of equipment was burned out.

The helicopter was damaged like this.

Several agents who escaped into the cabin were also killed.

After a while.

Most of the flesh and blood of the deputy captain's body was corroded by the black liquid, and bones were exposed in many parts.

Its skeleton moved a few times, as if it was trying to stand up.

But it didn't work out.

The skeleton moved a few more times, and finally returned to silence.

At this moment.

This wilderness finally became quiet.

Tonight.

This group of agents.

No one survived.

Only the cold night wind blew through this wilderness.

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miles away.

Inside the pickup truck.

Yang Fan smacked his lips in the darkness and said in his heart: "What a pity."

The skeleton without flesh and blood could not be driven by the power of the law of life, which made him a little disappointed.

After all, he felt that a necromancer without a skeleton warrior was not a qualified necromancer.

By the way.

When Yang Fan saw the tumor of the Punisher spurting black liquid, he naturally understood this method.

Based on this, he developed a more powerful method, that is, the explosion of headless corpses.

This is also the wonderful use of the law of life.

Yang Fan's mouth curved again: "A necromancer who has mastered the corpse explosion is a combat-effective necromancer."

Just now, he experimented with the corpse explosion and found that it was indeed a relatively powerful means of clearing the field.

At this time.

Johnson listened for a while and said with admiration: "Mr. Jack, there seems to be no gunshots."

Just now, Yang Fan said that as long as they stayed here for a while, they would be safe.

Now this "prophecy" has come true again.

Yang Fan nodded: "Mr. Johnson, we can go now."

He added: "It's better to continue on the path, you can turn on the headlights."

Johnson nodded heavily: "No problem!"

The bearded man did not ask why, he just did what Mr. Jack said, there was absolutely no problem.

"Buzz~"

Accompanied by the vibration of the engine.

The pickup truck started again and began to move along the path.

Yang Fan looked at the darkness through the glass and quietly ordered: "Legion of the Living Dead, find the destroyer for me!"

The intuition of supersensory ability told him that using the living dead to cause trouble was less likely to be discovered by the aliens of Gameni.

He planned to use the army of the living dead to weigh the level of the high-level warrior from a distance.

If the opponent's injuries are not serious and his strength is very strong, then avoid the edge for the time being.

On the contrary, then rush!

Explode its equipment!

Drain its spiritual source points!

Search its superpowers!

In the darkness in the distance.

More than twenty living dead quickly took action.

Except for the three agents who blew themselves up, the remaining agents all joined the army of the living dead.

Half an hour later.

The pickup truck crossed the path and turned onto another road.

Johnson stepped on the accelerator and drove the pickup truck in the night.

This is already a safe area.

Some vehicles can be seen coming and going on the road.

The family relaxed and finally had more smiles on their faces.

Finna sighed: "I will never forget what happened tonight."

The girl nodded: "Mom, me too."

The boy was a little excited: "This is a very exciting night."

For them, the adventure they just experienced is something unforgettable in their lives.

Yang Fan just smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while.

A few kilometers to the right of the road, a large area of ​​lights appeared.

Johnson said, "We are in front of Vig Town. We have to stay there for one night. It is not safe to walk at night now."

Yang Fan suddenly said, "Mr. Johnson, stop the car. I will get off here."

The bearded man was surprised: "Mr. Jack, are you not going to Vig Town with us?"

Yang Fan smiled and shook his head: "No, I want to continue my adventure."

He has found that the Gamenians seem to like the setting of "adventurer", so he just uses this as an excuse.

Don't ask!

Asking is adventure!

Johnson did not insist, stepped on the brake and began to slow down: "Okay, as you wish!"

The bearded man stopped the car on the side of the road and said sincerely: "Good luck, Mr. Adventurer!"

Yang Fan replied, "I wish you a smooth journey, and reached out to open the car door.

Behind him.

The girl suddenly plucked up the courage to ask: "Mr. Jack, can you give me a contact number? "

Yang Fan turned back in surprise and saw the girl's slightly flushed face.

Her parents did not say anything to stop him, but watched the scene with a smile.

Compared to the Daxia people, the Kameni people are indeed more open in this regard.

Yang Fan finally refused: "My journey is too dangerous, I can only go alone."

The girl was full of disappointment.

Yang Fan got out of the car, closed the door, picked up the backpack from the back car, and strode into the darkness.

The family watched his figure disappear quietly.

Johnson said: "When I saw Mr. Jack, I knew he was not an ordinary person."

Fenna glanced at her husband and did not expose his lies.

She knew that her husband simply wanted to help others, so he stopped the car to pick up Mr. Jack.

The boy looked longing: "Mr. Jack is the coolest person I have ever seen."

The girl muttered: "He is also an indifferent person."

The couple looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Johnson stepped on the accelerator with his right foot: "Let's go! "

Five minutes later.

The family finally understood why Mr. Jack left suddenly.

Because the town of Vig was blocked by a large number of patrolmen.

Everyone who entered and left the town had to be checked.

The family of four was not stupid, so they naturally did not mention what happened just now, let alone Mr. Jack.

Soon.

The patrolman felt that there was no problem, so he waved and let him go: "Go ahead."

Johnson restarted the car, drove a distance again, and whispered: "Mr. Jack is amazing!"

The other three nodded in unison.

Obviously.

Mr. Jack had foreseen this, so he got off the car early.