Chen Fan struggled to kneel on one knee, then pulled out the long sword inserted into his right chest with difficulty. Blood flowed out like a spring water along the wound. He shook his head and looked at Ying Qiqi who was standing up in the distance in confusion, but he could not see the expression on his face clearly.

Ying Qiqi looked at Chen Fan who had completely stepped down and smiled. He held the dagger tightly and walked slowly towards Chen Fan who was kneeling in the middle of the street.

He was very happy because Chen Fan was finally dying, and he started to laugh and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Hongfu Weiyu with a tragic palm in Chen Fan. He even expected the fate with her afterwards because she was also seriously injured! In the whole audience, Ying Qiqi was the most powerful!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Listening to the laughter, Chen Fan opened his eyes that had just closed again, looked at the black figure slowly walking over, and began to laugh, and then burst into laughter.

Seeing Chen Fan kneeling on the ground crazy, Ying Qiqi stopped laughing. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you, you are stupid." Chen Fan sneered and replied without hesitation. Even if he dies, he will continue to be arrogant.

Ying Qiqi sneered and said disdainfully: "I'm still stubborn when I die! Do you think I'll break your tendons and then throw them into the zombie group, or suck your blood first, and then let a few zombies slowly tear your body?"

Chen Fan raised his head, looked at the figure who was about to walk in front of him, and smiled disdainfully: "Don't give me a chance to pinch your throat!"

Ying Qiqi walked up to Chen Fan and stopped, lowered her head, looked at Chen Fan who was struggling with despair, and sneered: "You will never have this opportunity. Don't worry, I will take good care of you woman, hahaha--"

Chen Fan really wanted to raise his hand and slap the hateful face in front of him. Unfortunately, his hands were no longer able to hang down, and he couldn't lift them up at all.

Seeing this scene, Yingqi sneered again: "Why do you want to hit me?"

Then he raised his heels and pressed down hard at Chen Fan's palm.

Chen Fan bit the entire piece, tried hard to lift his eyelids, staring at Ying Qiqi in front of him, without even saying a word.

Ying Qiqi's face became gloomy and he increased his strength under his feet. One of Chen Fan's palms was immediately bleed out of blood...

He lowered his head and attached it to Chen Fan's ears, saying, "Is it good?"

Chen Fan raised his head, tried not to close his eyelids, and then squeezed out a trace of ridicule and said, "Beast!"

Ying Qiqi's face turned cold, and he was about to slap Chen Fan with his backhand.

Chen Fan suddenly opened his mouth and squirted bloody saliva on Ying Qiqi's face.

"Hahaha!" Chen Fan looked at Ying Qiqi with a blushing face and could no longer support him. He slowly fell down.

"Go to die!!!"

It was dawn and he saw the other party holding the dagger and stabbed it at his head!

"Go to die!!!"

Another voice sounded...

Chen Fan suddenly heard this voice, but seemed to think it was not Ying Qiqi's voice. On the contrary, this voice was very familiar, very familiar.

Hongfu just got up from the ground and looked up and saw a figure rushing to Ying Qiqi in a blink of an eye, and then a scene that shocked the world.

An extremely thick arm grabbed Ying Qiqi's neck, whose strength was not severely damaged. It was raised high in the air, and the huge figure formed a sharp contrast with Ying Qiqi's slender body.

Lightning flew in the air, and thunder sensation.

As the flash passed, Ying Qiqi's figure was very burly and tall. In the hazy rain curtain, it was as powerful as a mountain, like a god of war on a rainy night.

Ying Qiqi had no time to react and was already pinched and held in the air. He stared at the sudden arm below him, the bald head wet with rain, and the smile like a demon. He dared to split his face and looked panicked, and his whole face turned red.

The power of this arm is too savage and powerful. It seems that as long as he exerts a little more force, his neck will be broken by him...

Yingqi opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak. Then he went to the clearly contoured face full of murderous intent. Then, the explosive muscles suddenly bulged on this thick arm!

Click!

A slight crisp sound rang in the rainstorm, looking so insignificant, but Ying Qiqi's throat burst and blood gushed out like a flood.

Chen Fan, who was about to faint, looked at the scene in front of him and this familiar figure in a vague way, and smiled slightly. He didn't know who that person was, because his consciousness had become very slow. He thought everything was an illusion, but Ying Qiqi left his blood to hit his body, and he felt that all this was true.

When Chen Fan was about to faint, he heard a voice that made him feel completely at ease, just like when someone bullied him when he was a child, there was always a tall and majestic figure blocking him, and then told him not to be afraid, brother is here.

"Freefan, hold on! Don't be afraid, I will take you away."

This person is Chen Shanda who traveled thousands of miles.

Chen Shan bent down, put Chen Fan on his back, then turned his bald head, and the tiger eyes hidden in the darkness were murderous, and suddenly shot the woman wearing a red cheongsam.

When Hongfu saw this strange man, he immediately shook his mind when he saw this strange man. He quickly retreated without thinking, and then escaped to the distance without hesitation.

This man was so powerful that she didn't dare to look at him.

Chen Shan narrowed his eyes, then carried Chen Fan on his back and disappeared on this street that had passed through a series of wars.

…………

Uncle Ming and his friends stood next to an armored combat chariot, staring at the end of the street with their eyes. After watching for a long time, they did not see the expected figure appear.

"Do you want to go and have a look?" Zhen Shanhu, who stretched out his head from the armored tank, said worriedly.

Avril rejected: "No, you must not go. That level of battle is not something you and I can get involved. If you go, it will only drag Chen Fan down!"

Chen Jingluo, who had never spoken after coming back, looked at the old man's expression and said in a deep voice: "I will definitely not have any problems with my cousin, he will definitely come! Let's wait!"

Everyone fell into silence again. Could it be that Chen Fan really couldn't come back? They looked towards the other end of the street and became even more worried.

The silence atmosphere was very depressing. After a long time, a figure finally appeared at the end of the hazy street, and everyone was overjoyed.

However, when the man ran closer, from his figure, it was not Chen Fan. Zhen Shanhu and Avril immediately stopped everyone's predecessors, as if they were facing a great enemy.

He was a bald man about two meters tall! His pair of military pants and a vest, and his exposed explosive muscles were enough to make some people with some muscles look ashamed of themselves. He was running in this direction.

Chen Jingluo looked at the burly figure, with her eyelids twitching, and her eyes emitting burning admiration.

"Who are you!" Zhen Shanhu said vigilantly from afar. The big man exuded a wild and dangerous aura all over his body.

"Chen Shanda, Chen Feifan's brother." Chen Shanda reported his name, then turned his back to let them see Chen Fan dying on it.

Everyone was stunned. Chen Shanda? Chen Feifan? Chen Fan?!

Chen Shanda did not have too much politeness, and looked directly at the armored combat vehicle and said, "I am a soldier. I can drive this vehicle. There is a first aid inside. Please help me heal Feifan's injuries."

Everyone was stunned, and then they were overjoyed again. What they lacked was a soldier who could control the chariot.

Chen Jingluo looked at it and suddenly asked, "Where is Wuyin?"

Chen Shan was stunned and asked, "Who?"

"Chen Fan's woman."

Chen Shanda frowned and said, "I didn't see..."

...

The next morning, a storm was still raging the city. On the quiet street, an armored chariot suddenly started and drove up the avenue from the building. The abandoned cars on the street could not stop the steel giant bull, and the chariot rushed out of the city.

Along the way, zombies rushed to stop them, but when they encountered an iron cow-like armored combat vehicle, they were immediately knocked away or crushed into pieces. Even if a large group of zombies came and stopped in front of the chariot, they were still vulnerable. The chariot continued to rush forward like a bubble, and it didn't take long to rush out of Nanzhou City...
Chapter completed!