The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Chapter 285: Mowing the Grass

Looking at the body of the tyrant falling down suddenly.

Li Wei and the others who were running, their expressions were immediately taken aback.

From when Huang Liu turned around to when the tyrant fell, it took just over two seconds.

In such a short period of time, the two tyrants that he and others thought they could not cope with had already fallen forever.

That kind of feeling is like when a group of gangsters gather together to play a game, they unexpectedly encounter a high-level boss. Just when many gangsters are already desperate, they start to leave the keyboard with both hands, dreaming that they and others will be annihilated. At the time of the scene, he witnessed the teammates who rushed to the street next to him, using the world’s top operations and a set of skills to kill the BOSS in seconds!

The shock and surprise are the same as discovering that Jack Ma is actually his own roommate!

Someone among the Samsaras immediately exposed his essence as a licking dog, and shouted at Huang Liu:

“Dad! You are so strong! Take us!”

“Boss! Strong and invincible!”

“Big guy! Strong and powerful! Strong and powerful!!”

“…”

In fact, not only the people present were shocked.

Even outside of Raccoon City, the Umbrella company, who is remotely controlling the tyrant, looks like a ghost at the moment.

The commander’s coffee was almost unsteady.

According to the calculations of the Red Queen, even more than a dozen elite soldiers, fully armed and equipped with heavy firepower, would have to spend a high price to eliminate a tyrant.

So they actually only regarded Li Wei and the others as recreational toys, and did not regard them as the same thing at all.

At the beginning, the other party’s move, which seemed to be scattered and fleeing, also happened to hit their laughter.

They amused them on the spot.

But next, Huang Liu relied on an ordinary rifle and killed a tyrant in two or three seconds, which truly shocked them.

It feels like I am watching an action movie.

The commander looked solemnly and ordered: “Remove the other tyrant’s restrictor, and then immediately investigate the information about that Asian man!”

“Yes!”

With this order.

The remaining tyrant trembled.

The coat and iron ring on his body fell off one after another.

The figure, which was originally well-proportioned, instantly swelled up like a balloon that had begun to inflate.

Scarlet blood vessels, like armor made of magma, gradually revealed on his body.

“Hurry up!”

Faced with this situation, many Samsaras immediately knew that the other party was about to perform a second transformation and enter a state of liberation.

So he didn’t hesitate, they poured out firepower madly.

Try to solve it before the opponent completes the transformation.

However, when the opponent blocks their heads, the rifle in their hands is actually equivalent to the water spray gun, which is meaningless except that it can break the skin.

In the end, the fingers on the opponent’s hand turned into bone claws tens of centimeters long.

That tyrant has completed his transformation!

As soon as he exerted force on his legs, his body jumped up to an altitude of five or six meters. Like a predator tiger, he approached one of the policemen among the sparks and flints.

With a single blow, cut it into several sections together with the body armor.

Looking at his performance, Samsara’s faces were extremely ugly.

One of them is trembling in the calf:

‘Wori, tyrant with two claws!

This thing is a big boss in the game, basically immune to firearms, only the bazooka can be used…’

The situation, which had improved a lot due to Huang Liu’s amazing operation, became critical again.

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Hospital.

After Oljuga arrived at the place, he arbitrarily parked the aircraft on the top of the building.

He stepped off the aircraft and pushed hard at the door on the top of the building, only to find that the thing remained motionless, presumably after being locked.

From the inside of his pocket, Olga took out the divine tool he had picked up-the iron wire.

Poke it into the keyhole, after some tricks.

“Crack!”

The iron door opened at the sound.

“This stuff is pretty easy to use~”

With this thought, he put the wire back into his pocket.

As soon as he opened the iron door, the first thing that entered his perspective was a pile of ungnawed bones and various traces of bloody struggles.

After observing the surrounding traces, he recovered the situation at that time.

Some guy tried to escape to the top of the building to avoid the zombies, but when he opened the door, he found that he didn’t have the key.

Thus, it was a tragedy on the spot.

The front is a closed gate, and behind are hordes of zombies.

Being blocked by a group of old cold legs in a dead end, there is nothing more Losing face than this.

Moreover, due to the fact that the number of zombies behind was too much, the amount of meat of that hapless man was not enough at all, and he didn’t even have the chance to become a zombie, so he was eaten to pieces.

“Stains and stains~”

Orrjuga suddenly abandoned him.

The entire hospital.

This guy, maybe the one who was eaten the cleanest.

After sniffing the smell remaining in the air, his brows were slightly frowned, it was the zombies that remained when they ate the large intestine sashimi in the corridor.

‘In terms of human sense of smell, this smell really doesn’t smell very good…’

Thinking of this, he stepped on the red paste and walked down the corridor.

He didn’t go far, just walked up the two-story stairs, and three zombies entered his eyes.

When there is no prey, these zombies have almost the same meaning as wooden people.

Stand blankly, motionless.

Faced with Olga’s approach, they quickly reacted.

The sense of smell, hearing, and vision of a zombie.

To some extent, it is even more sensitive than normal people.

Watching them take that stiff step, they walked towards themselves.

Olga didn’t even mean to stop, calmly withdrew the long sword from his waist.

Randomly stabbed three times.

It pierced their eye sockets, and transmitted the shock into the brain, turning it into tofu brain.

With the sound of them falling to the ground, Orjuga shook the long sword in his hand, shaking off the red and white objects on it.

He hummed a song leisurely and continued his own pace.

Originally, he built a chainsaw sword for himself to cut monsters, but the two most important factors of the thing, battery life and appearance, were not very easy to do due to material limitations.

So he simply disassembled the thing.

Part of the material is made into an electric oven, which will be installed on the aircraft in a while, so that you can fly while eating barbecue.

The other part of the material was knocked into a long sword in his hand.

Although there is no special effect, factors such as sharpness and toughness are not bad, and they can barely be used.

As he progressed slowly, Wushuang mowing began to take place in his hands.

The zombies inside the hospital quickly rushed to the street under his sword one after another.

Not even qualified to flop.

Although his current physical fitness is only the level of ordinary people, Orrjuga still has no trouble dealing with these rubbish.

The opponent’s stiff movements are meaningless in his eyes.

Most of the time, he just needs to raise the long sword in his hand at the right time, and the zombies will slam the tip of the sword into his own brain and complete the act of suicide.

And the human body actually has the ability to self-regulate.

As long as the physical exertion is maintained to a certain extent. Those theoretically speaking, Olga’s physical strength would not decline.

Therefore, to him, solving these zombies is no different from breathing.

“You are rubbish too…”

Saying these things, Orjuga casually pointed the long sword in his hand at a shadow somewhere beside him.

There happened to be a licker flying over there.

The long sword blocking its flying path immediately entered its brain, causing it to be killed instantly.

After that, Olga used the technique of four or two strokes, using the force of the opponent when he flew over, to throw the opponent’s corpse that would hit him immediately, and discard it into the pile of corpses on the side.