Stock up on supplies! Raise zombies! The end of the world is over!

Chen Junrong looked in the direction of the sound. The person was facing the light, so he couldn't see his facial features clearly. He could only see his amazing body proportions.

Chen Junrong's eyes were red due to fatigue. He squinted and saw a familiar face after adjusting to the light.

"Jiang Run, it's you."

The navy blue shawl made her skin look as white as snow. At this moment, her clear eyes were full of mockery, "Chen Junrong, you have come to this day too."

The man gritted his teeth, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "I am in this day, all thanks to you."

"Jiang Run, I don't think I've offended you to this extent, right?"

Before the end of the world, he had a lot of debts because of buying Jiang's company, and the bank called him every day to urge repayment.

The sudden outbreak of the apocalypse made Chen Junrong feel relieved.

Since the end of the world, he has never offended Jiang Run, he just wants her supplies.

Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but he ended up losing both the wife and the army.

He really didn't understand why Jiang Run wanted to kill him.

The tension at the transfer station, the careful calculations in City C...

While Chen Junrong resented Jiang Run, he also felt that it was somewhat unreasonable.

Jiang Run tightened her fingers hidden in her sleeves, and there was coldness in her eyes when she looked at Chen Junrong.

"Stop talking nonsense. I want you to die today."

The two groups instantly entered into a tense combat state.

On one side are the wounded who are exhausted from running around, and on the other side are the elite who have rested and are ready to go.

There was clearly a difference in morale between the two sides.

Chen Junrong knew that if they couldn't escape today, everyone's life would be lost here.

He no longer hesitated and took off the bag on his back.

Inside are twenty neatly arranged tubes of strengthening reagents.

He gave ten tubes to Xiao Feng and asked him to distribute them to the soldiers.

There were ten tubes left, he held them in his palm and pulled out the stoppers.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Feng saw that something was wrong with him. "The people in City C said that you can only use two tubes in a month!"

"This is my business."

Chen Junrong ignored the advice and drank the reagent in one gulp.

Less than ten seconds after drinking it, Chen Junrong's whole face quickly turned red and swollen, and his facial features were somewhat deformed, like a cooked shrimp.

He was originally a fifth-level lightning-type mutant. After drinking ten bottles of strengthening reagents in one breath, his abilities continued to rise and actually reached the terrifying eighth-level level.

The pressure from the eighth-level psychic was so terrifying that Wen Xu, who was in the suburbs, noticed something was wrong.

He sensed the direction of Jiang Run and quickly led the zombie army to provide support.

Outside the city gate, the psychic who came out with Jiang Run suddenly changed color.

The disparity in strength made everyone feel uneasy.

The city lord has healing abilities, how can he defeat an eighth-level lightning ability!

Even the ordinary people on the city wall were worried about Jiang Run.

"Miss, you must be careful." Zhu Ning's face was solemn, and the worry in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Do not worry about me."

Jiang Run spoke in a calm tone, and he was not afraid at all when facing Chen Junrong, whose supernatural powers were several levels higher than his.

It is impossible for Chen Junrong to jump directly from the fifth level to the eighth level without paying a corresponding price.

The supernatural power was so abundant that it stretched his entire body, and blood began to seep out of his hands, body, legs, and even face.

Chen Junrong clenched his fists and felt the power filling his body.

He grinned and threw a thick bolt of lightning at Jiang Run.

Wherever the huge thunder passed, even the snow was heard with crackling sounds.

Jiang Run was not in a hurry. He used the wind to soar into the air and barely avoided the attack of the huge thunder.

She stopped at another place, and there was a burnt spot on the end of her navy blue shawl.

Zhu Ning was frightened. He thought, how many people present could have avoided such a powerful blow?

Although his move failed, Chen Junrong was not anxious. He raised his hand and this time three thunders were launched.

Three huge thunders sounded with rumbling noises, completely blocking Jiang Run's way.

Against the backdrop of the huge thunder, her body looked so petite and fragile.

Chen Junrong seemed to see the scene of Jiang Run being blown to pieces by thunder, and the smile in his eyes gradually widened.

Zhu Ning widened his eyes and held his breath. Miss...it's dangerous!

Jiang Run, in the center of the circle, raised his hands high as if supporting the sky, and a black light seemed to flash in his hands.

The faint light is insignificant before the huge thunder.

Chen Junrong thought it was Jiang Run's resistance before his death, so he didn't take it seriously.

However, the next second, Chen Junrong's smile froze on his face.

In the center of the circle, Jiang Run’s figure disappeared.

What about people? !

He narrowed his eyes and searched carefully, not missing any fluctuations of supernatural power in the air.

found it!

Jiang Run himself teleported to a place twenty meters away from the center of the circle.

As soon as she appeared, Chen Junrong's thunder quickly followed, hitting her like crazy as if it was free.

Jiang Run did not take the initiative to fight, but used the abilities of teleportation and invisibility to dodge attacks again and again.

"Jiang Run, the dignified city lord, is like an ant, struggling to survive under my hands."

"Let those on your tower take a good look at how miserable and useless your city lord is!"

Shu Jian clenched his fist and smashed it hard against the wall next to him. Chen Junrong was playing psychological warfare to disrupt Jiang Run's rhythm.

He stared at Jiang Run closely, fearing that Jiang Run would be affected.

In this kind of battle across levels, even the slightest mistake would result in certain death.

Fortunately, Jiang Run's mental state is still good.

Her movements were smooth, without any hesitation.

After dodging the attack again, Jiang Run raised his voice a little louder, "Chen Junrong, have you forgotten that your parents are still in my hands?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Run retreated hundreds of meters.

She snapped her fingers slightly, and the figures of Chen's parents appeared on the top of the city wall.

Mrs. Chen had her hands tied, while Father Chen's face was blue and gray, and his mouth was wrapped with tape. He had turned into a zombie.

Everyone around was frightened by Chen's father's appearance and started talking about it.

"Is he Chen Junrong's father?"

"It turns out he has already turned into a zombie. No wonder I've never seen him come out."

"This Chen Junrong actually raised zombies in the city. This is too outrageous. Fortunately, he is not the city lord now."

Mrs. Chen had long lost her domineering energy. She looked pale and thin, with sunken cheeks, and it was obvious that she had been hungry for several days.

"Son! Son, Junrong, please save mom."

Her voice was hoarse because she didn't drink much water, and every time she spoke, her throat felt like it was being cut by a knife.

The hearing ability of an eighth-level psychic is extraordinary. Chen Junrong paused slightly, obviously hearing his mother's voice.

Lu Yu held Chen's mother hostage, "Chen Junrong, choose one, your mother's life or your own life!"

Chen Junrong's eyes were cold. Now, he would never be threatened.

He spoke coldly, not looking into his mother's eyes on the wall, "Mom, go die. Just think of it as a sacrifice for me."

Mrs. Chen stared, unable to believe what she heard.