The National Manga Alliance started from the Green Snake Tribulation

Chapter 67 rush out

Fortunately, even if Xuan Jian lost his inner strength, his physical fitness was comparable to others. With Zhou Wu's black blade in his hand, it didn't take long for him to cut open the cage, get out, and stood beside Zhou Wu without saying a word.

"It's the Raksha clan." Zhou Wu ignored Xuan Jian, his ears trembling slightly, he heard the voice of the elder sister Raksha upstairs.

Well, the voice is very crisp and sexy, but unfortunately, the Super Saiyan hairstyle is really unattractive.

It is estimated that only Sima Daguan is good at that.

However, since Liu Lifang is a traitor, shouldn't it be the Bullhead Gang who came this time?
Why is the Rakshasa gang here to join in the fun?
It's definitely not Juhu, they don't have that strength, the only possibility is...

Zhou Wu sneered and mocked in his heart: "The idiots of the Raksha gang have been used as guns!"

"What should we do now?" Sun Tian was still calm, after all, he had been in Shura City for quite a long time, "The movement of the shooting just now must have been heard by the people above."

Zhou Wu thought for a while, and made a decisive decision: "Save Fangzhu's subordinates as much as possible... Although I guess the cronies are gone... Then try to move survival supplies as much as possible, and then quickly evacuate Wanyi Supermarket. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Judging from the plots of the White Snake two-part movie that I watched a lot in my previous life, the old fox is a nostalgic person, and he pays great attention to karma. Although he may not take those ordinary subordinates seriously, as long as they are saved, the old fox will inherit them. Affection.

In this way, when the old fox returns to Shura City in the future, their group can still return smoothly.

Zhou Wu is staying behind.

Furthermore, although Sima Daguan, the current leader of the Rakshasa Gang, is a human race, he is selfish in nature, and those Rakshasa's words are very unfriendly to the two races of human monsters. Although they are not bloodthirsty, they will not fight with themselves These people cooperate.

When the bullhead gang comes back later, even if they hide in the fifth underground floor, other than themselves, no one else will be able to escape the evil bull.

So you have to rush out.

After thinking about these things clearly, Zhou Wu took the lead to go out.

"Except for self-protection, don't worry about anything else, just go directly to the place where we exchange performance for supplies on weekdays."

Having said this, Zhou Wu turned around and scanned the mind-changing masters, "Who knows where the evolution reagent is?"

After a short commotion in the crowd, a tall, thin man in his thirties raised his hand.

Zhou Wu glanced at him: "Then you follow."

The man was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly followed.

Zhou Wu said quietly: "If you can't find him later, I will kill you myself."

The tall and thin man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After the other animators hesitated, they followed suit one after another. Zhou Wu frowned when he heard the scattered and flustered footsteps.

He doesn't want to take these people.

One reason is that this group of psychic masters have their eyes high above the top, but they always like to kneel and lick Liu Lifang, and they have no friendship with him, Zhou Wu, or the original owner of his body.

Second, if there are too many people, the target will be too big, and it is easy to be targeted by the Rakshasa Gang.

Two fists are no match for four hands, no matter how high his personal strength is, he cannot protect everyone.

In short, from Zhou Wu's point of view, these strangers are a burden, and Zhou Wu will not be so evil as to harm them, and he intends to mention something, so he did not shy away from these people when he just spoke about the series of plans.

But if Zhou Wu wanted to help them and save them, Zhou Wu really couldn't do it.

All of them are healthy adults with hands and feet, not children...

In short, it is best for everyone to have their own destiny and find their own mothers.

So Zhou Wu faced the little fat guy Song Xiaoyuan, staring at the gun in his hand: "Warning them, they can leave if they want to, and I won't stop them, but don't get too close to us. Let's move separately and don't interfere with each other."

Song Xiaoyuan hesitated for a while, and finally fired a shot at the feet of the group of psychic masters.

"Bang!", the group of people stopped in fear.

They heard Zhou Wu's words, but if they didn't follow the strong ones closely, how many weak scholars like them could survive?
So even though he knew in his heart that he didn't have much friendship with Zhou Wu, what was face in front of survival?
One of them, wearing glasses, was a well-mannered young man in his twenties. He probably had a thicker skin and a more violent temper. He straightened his neck and asked loudly, "Why are you so cold-blooded? Everyone is a human race. Asura City should help each other, how much ability you have, how much responsibility you should take, if you are strong, you should take more responsibility, help us down, and won't lose a piece of meat?"

Zhou Wu touched the knife in his hand, restrained his killing intent, and didn't bother to pay attention to the other party.

Of course, there are also people who are more sensible and shouted: "Take us together, we can just follow behind, and we will definitely not cause trouble for you."

Looking at Zhou Wu's back, and looking at those people's fearful and hopeful eyes, Sun Tian finally sighed softly, and said to Zhou Wu: "I'll bring these people."

Zhou Wu turned his head and didn't speak.

Sun Tian added: "When I first came to Asura City, I was also rescued by a stranger."

So, did you become the leader of rookie Xiaoqing at that time?

It's a pity that if it wasn't for my appearance, you would have already received the lunch box...

A rare flash of confusion and confusion appeared in Zhou Wu's eyes, as if the current matter had become a logical question that prevented him from finding the correct answer.

Unable to figure it out, he didn't think about it any more, and nodded slightly, slowing down his pace a little, so that the distance between himself and Sun Tian was not that far away.

He only needs to focus on protecting three people, Sun Tian whose unknown obsession is related to him, the protagonist Xiaoqing who was robbed by the green snake, and Lin Ling, the only good colleague in Wanyi Supermarket.

The rest can become cannon fodder.

The four basement floors are full of sundries, nothing of value, but the door has been knocked open, and three Rakshasas are tumbling around inside. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and glanced, and rushed over with teeth and claws.

This male Rakshasa is really ugly!

No wonder all the good-looking female Rakshas followed Sima.

Zhou Wu cursed in his heart and showed no mercy in his hands. The Rakshasa was cruel by nature, and it was a once-in-a-thousand-year exception for Sima Daguan to become its leader... The black blade slashed back and forth, and the three Rakshasa died cleanly. .

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shibin, who was wearing glasses and looked gentle, was not so afraid.

This Rakshasa looks fierce, but he seems to have a problem with his brain. Otherwise, why would he take the initiative to put his neck on Zhou Wu's knife?

If Luo Sha didn't take the initiative to join in, how could Zhou Wu just swipe and pull the three Rakshas just to kill them?

In Zhang Shibin's opinion, Zhou Wu was indeed strong. He could use a knife to block bullets before, but he was too stupid and always liked to rush to the front. He was probably just a fool.

But this is also good, they will be safer hiding behind.

After arriving at the supplies department later, act alone, lest the other party take the good things first.

After killing Luo Sha with a blank face, Zhou Wu bowed his head and picked up an MP series submachine gun. This kind of gun has a small recoil and a high rate of fire, and it can be called the king of submachine guns.

This kind of good gun will definitely not fall here for no reason, and it does not belong to the barbarians of the Raksha tribe. The biggest possibility is that there used to be a subordinate of Baoqing Fangzhu here.

That subordinate should still have some status, but he is dead now.

　Thanks to the book friend tail number 6361 for the reward of one hundred coins

　　
　
(End of this chapter)