Doomsday Virus

"Captain, do you want to gamble again and see how many people in this wave of refugee groups can come back alive."

At the gate of the heavily armed Komodo fortress, the previous sentrymen were bored with the guns in their hands. The boring and long standing post made them feel uncomfortable.

It is only the members of such a large company that have the conditions to feel bored. The other exiles in the wilderness are basically running around to fill their stomachs and fight with the beasts.

At this time, they even waited for a long-lost monster siege, and the anti-device heavy sniper rifle in their hands was already hunger and thirsty.

By all means, these guards are boring and simply bet on the number of survivors who took the task and went to hunt and kill the dead.

The bet is the alcohol that the company allocates to the individual limit.

In fact, there have been several groups of refugees going to the streets of the dead before hunting live corpses.

But basically it was a terrible defeat, and even the whole team collapsed.

Only a few baptists with extraordinary skill can safely return with grey spar, and these powerful people naturally have the qualification to enter the fort.

"Isn't there two baptists in the team this time, as long as they don't have internal contradictions, only two of them can come back, but I bet the thin young man can come back in the end."

The sturdy guard captain leaned against the wall, said lazily with a cigarette in his mouth, and took out the other two cigarettes from his pocket as a bet and threw them to his men.

When several guards saw two cigarettes, their eyes suddenly lighted up. You must know that in the last days, cigarettes are more valuable than alcohol. Only cadre-level companies will distribute cigarettes, and ordinary people have no chance. Pumped.

"Captain, do you really want to bet on that little white face? Why don't you look like a baptist?"

A guard asked in doubt.

"Huh, stupid, you only have the baptist in your eyes? And how easy is it for the real strong to let you see through? There are only those two guys who boast of themselves as warriors and hunters in the last days. The upper limit of their lives It's at this stage. "

As the captain of the third-order power-type eschatological warrior, he dismissed and taught his men a meal, and stopped talking. Thinking of the youthful look in the eyes of the young man, he would definitely not be a person. Simple characters.

I just don't know why he wants to hide his strength, which also caused the captain to have a strong curiosity.

And the third-order baptist can only serve as the captain of the security in the fortress. It can be seen how high the internal strength of the major mercenary companies is!

I was at a time when everyone was getting more and more irritable in this hot atmosphere.

Suddenly!

In the middle of the road twisted by the scorching sun in front of the air, the first figure appeared!

人 This figure is Xia Leng, wearing a black hooded sweater, expressionless, walking calmly towards the gate of the fortress!

The guards saw in horror that this young man whom he despised didn't seem to be harmed. Could it be that he was afraid because he didn't go with the team to hunt the zombies, but escaped halfway?

喂 "Hello, how come you come back alone, others? Where are the two baptizers in the team?"

One of the guards looked at the other person, and asked with a smirk, ready to ridicule this greedy guy.

However, Xia Leng returned a dark gray spar as an answer.

The guard subconsciously took the gray spar and took it to his hand. Isn't this the spar that only exists in the skull of the living monster? !!

He incredibly picked up the spar and looked left and right under the sun. He almost took it directly in his mouth and bit his teeth. The color and texture were absolutely genuine!

不用 "Don't look at it, if it is fake, you can fool your big company. As for some other people, it is estimated that they are now turned into feces in the belly of those living corpses."

Yu Xia answered coldly.

"Aren't you just a wild merchant, why can't even two baptizers come back alive, you can complete this task?" The guard asked unrelentingly, but in fact, the other side came back with a spar. It will be released into the fortress.

"Why, why do you think if I have no strength, I dare to walk alone in the wilderness? I am a second-order eschatology hunter who can easily take down a dozen of you against ordinary people like you."

Xia Leng sneered sneerly, if he said that he was an ordinary person, it would probably cause others to doubt, it might as well simply say that he was a baptist.

The second-order baptist belongs to a stage where the inferiority cannot be achieved, but even so, it is still an insurmountable existence in the eyes of ordinary people.

The guard heard that the other party was a second-order baptist, and when he thought about it, it didn't dare to force it any more.

Because the other party entered the fortress ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ If you want to work, as a second-order baptist, you can easily get a well-paid mercenary job or a small cadre in the company.

Moreover, with the age that the other party looks so young, he has become a second-order baptist. The future potential is even more promising, and he may even become his own leader.

So the guards' attitude towards Xia Leng changed a lot, and they immediately smiled and gave way, indicating that the fortress had been opened to Xia Leng.

同时 But at the same time, they also felt a little heartache, because only the captain had just won the bet ...

He always looks so spicy.

此时 At this time, the captain of the guard did not come to talk to Xia Leng from beginning to end, looking at him with a smile, it seems that the young man can complete the task is also expected.

"Children, congratulations, you have become a member of our Komodo fortress. I did not expect that you are a second-order baptist at a young age, and the future is boundless."

夏 When Xia Leng passed by the captain, the captain said to him with a smile.

"Thank you, by the way, I want to ask you somewhere, is it convenient?"

Wu Xia Leng also responded to the other with a smile, but in fact, he had begun to turn the river, and I wished to swallow the baptist in front of him ...

"You say it, if I know, I'll be happy to tell you."

Captain Aunt came over and took a cigarette out of his pocket and threw it at the other side.

Xia Leng did not refuse, took this precious "material" in his mouth, and ignited it with a windproof lighter that has accompanied him for many years, took a deep breath, and felt the feeling of this long-lost smoke revolving in his lungs for a long time And spit it out.

"Do you know the place where the corpse is cold?"