Beiyin Great Sage

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Seeing this scene, Zhou Jia shook his head to refresh himself, rushed towards a nearby corpse, and yelled at the same time:

"Hit the head, smash the head to kill them!"

Chapter 006 Fatty Han

I don't know how long it will take.

The chaos in the forest finally subsided, and all the corpses that were madly biting people fell down, only a series of heavy breathing came.

Zhou Jia leaned against a big tree, sweating all over his body, he felt weak, and even the pan in his hand was unable to hold it and slipped to the ground.

"brother!"

While he was resting, a dark figure came over and patted his shoulder with a big hand:

"It's amazing, you can kill five or six corpses by yourself, and the breath you get should catch up with a wolf-headed monster."

The person here is wide and fat, wearing a set of casual clothes, smiling and handing over a cigarette:

"Come on one?"

"I don't have this habit." Zhou Jia waved his hand and turned to sit on the raised tree root beside him:

"I don't have a count, but it's definitely not as good as Big Brother Han. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I don't know how many people will die."

He was fortunate and somewhat admired.

Han Yonggui is the fat man who killed the three wolf-headed monsters before.

This time, facing the mutated corpse, he also bears the brunt and attracts attention, and knocked down a small piece of corpse by himself.

At that time, the man was holding a stick in one hand and a car door that was unloaded from nowhere in the other, and smashed the corpses.

There were probably ten corpses that fell into his hands.

If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid it would be a mess.

"I'm also lucky, and I got some gains ahead." Han Yonggui took a cigarette and did not persuade him. He swallowed the clouds and said:

"It's a pity, to come to such a ghost place, otherwise if I have the strength, I will go to the sales every day?"

"Hey!"

"I don't know if it's a curse or a blessing."

Saying that, he patted the fat on his body.

He is 1.8 meters tall, but he doesn't look tall. The main reason is that he is too fat, and he has been eating and drinking with him in sales all these years.

A weight of more than 200 kilograms has no advantage in modern society, but the chances of saving life can be greatly increased here.

Of course, his foundation is also good.

someone said,

The most powerful domestic martial arts superstar is Sammo Hung. The reason is because of his weight. He belongs to a unique position.

It is not unreasonable that many generals in ancient times had general belly.

After chatting for a few words, the two lost their interest in speaking. Seeing everyone in the arena crying and chaotic, they looked a little dazed and confused about the future.

The damn place!

"Fatty, Zhou Jia."

Jin Fu came over:

"Someone suggested to separate the injured person just now, what do you think?"

"Separate?" Fatty Han was taken aback:

"Why separate? Who proposed it?"

"President Guo over there." Huang Jinfu pointed to a middle-aged man who was a little fat in the distance, and continued:

"Some people say that these corpses may be zombies in the movie, and the people who have been bitten may also mutate, so be careful."

"This is not a movie!" Fatty Han frowned subconsciously, glanced at the position of the President Guo, and his eyes were displeased:

"Just his shit."

"I can't say that either." Jin Jinfu shook his head:

"Safety first."

"For safety's sake, I think these corpses should be burned first." Zhou Jia opened his mouth and pointed to the corpses on the ground:

"What if they come back to life again?"

No one knows why these corpses are alive, they can move when they are dead, and there is no guarantee that they will not wake up without their heads.

"Yes!" Huang Jinfu's expression became positive:

"That's it."

As he spoke, he arranged for someone to gather the body and prepare to burn it.

He should be in a management position in the city, arrange people in an orderly manner, and take the lead in order to not be annoying.

After a while.

Accompanied by the firelight, the rest of the group stood up one after another. Under the firelight, they were sad, confused, and painful, with different expressions.

In the end, everyone voted and decided to temporarily separate the injured from the uninjured.

Hong Jinfu found a red blanket, cut it into strips, and tied each of the injured people to their arms.

At the same time observe the situation at any time.

Once there is a change...

It can only be said when the time comes.

……

In the forest, cars were placed in a disorderly manner. The messy tire prints showed the chaos at the time, and many vine branches covered the body of the car.

Here, there is no difference between a luxury car with more than one million yuan and a magic car with tens of thousands of dollars, all of which are waste!

"Crack!"

Fatty Han removed the door panel from a car and handed it to Zhou Jia:

"If you are in danger, this thing should be stronger than the frying pan in your hand, even those wolf-headed monsters can't be scratched."

"Take it!"

"Well." Zhou Jia nodded, reached out to take it, looked at the stick in the other's hand again, and asked curiously:

"Brother Han, where did you get this stick in your hand?"

The stick in the opponent's hand is about a meter long, the part in the hand is thin, and the other end is extremely thick, like a big lump.

It looks like a lot of weight.

Especially the place where the hand is held has a splendid surface, and the place where it hits has irregular bumps, not like something picked up casually.

"This thing." Fatty Han waved the stick in his hand and said:

"It was taken from a wolf-headed monster. Don't look at it, it is very hard and not heavy."

"He took it?" Zhou Jia's expression changed.

"I know what you're thinking." Fatty Han was obviously an old smoker. He lit a cigarette with one hand and squinted his eyes.

"Those wolf-headed monsters may have... the ability to use tools, but since they eat people, they definitely can't be good."

Zhou Jia nodded silently.

He was just afraid, since he can make this kind of stick, can the wolf-headed monster make other things, or has an organized tribe?

If this is the case, it will be troublesome if you encounter it again.

"Right." Fatty Han interrupted his meditation:

"Do you feel like you're on fire?"

"Fire?" Zhou Jia shook his head:

"what is that?"

"One kind..." Fatty Han frowned, not knowing how to explain it, he could only gesture back and forth with one hand:

"How can I say it, it's a kind of... a feeling of suddenly becoming stronger, breaking some kind of... limit, like this!"

Saying that, he suddenly smashed his fist towards the longitudinal beam of the car beside him.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, the hard longitudinal beam was actually smashed into a depression by his punch.

You must know that this place is one of the hardest parts of the car, mainly to prevent accidental collisions. This car is a domestic car, and it uses a lot of materials.

"hiss……"

Fatty Han gritted his teeth and rubbed his fists:

"Good guy, it seems that the fist is not hard enough."

Zhou Jia was a little stunned. If this punch fell on a person, he would be able to directly punch the person in the stomach!

"Don't be envious."

Fatty Han recovered, patted his shoulder, and said:

"You should be fast too. Kill one or two more wolf-headed monsters. After you have that burning feeling, you can do it."

"More than strength..."

"At that time, the fighting ability and speed will be improved by leaps and bounds. With us, you can become a top boxer without training."

"If I don't take weapons, I can deal with ordinary people now, and it's absolutely no problem to fight ten with one!"

Although he came to this strange world and was full of confusion about the future, Fatty Han was still excited by his real power.

This day and night, Zhou Jia didn't rest much, and his spirit was tense all the time, and he didn't know how much his body had changed.

just now.

Fatty Han's performance finally made him wake up.

The hands clenched into fists, a sense of strength burst out from the muscles, and instantly flowed through the whole body, and the handshake of the pan was deformed accordingly.

This power...

Although it can't compare to the other party, one punch can kill someone!

"Fatty, Zhou Jia." In the distance, Huang Jinfu greeted him from afar:

"Come here and discuss what to do next?"

Chapter 007 Armored Axe

"Just now, Xiao Sun climbed up a tree and used a telescope to look at the surrounding environment. Combined with the terrain he walked before, he can roughly draw this map."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a fat body and a little bald head.

It is said that he is the president of a certain bank with a lot of money, and he is accompanied by two young people who are dressed like newcomers who have just entered the banking system.

He, Huang Jinfu, and Fatty Han are the temporary commanders of this group of people.

"The forest we are in now is surrounded by white mist, and that mist is most likely the strange fog we encountered when we came here."

President Guo drew a circle on the tablet, and finally stopped in the southeast direction:

"There is very little fog in this place. It seems that there is a gap. Let's go over and see if we can get out of the forest first. The battery of the tablet is low. It is best to draw the map with a pen."

"Ah."

Jin Fu nodded silently:

"Counting the injured, we have a total of thirty or so people. We don't have much to eat, and we can last for three or four days at most without eating."