Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

When Zuo Tianlang and the others rushed to the small building, Du Changchang and his subordinates were confronting one person.

The man was close to two meters tall, with pustules the size of bowls growing on his bare skin.

These pustules are very strange, with uneven skin, turning into a translucent blue-gray, on which one by one distorted human faces are clearly visible.

The pustules trembled with the man's breathing, heartbeat, and movements, and the pus inside swayed back and forth, driving the expression of the man's face to change constantly, as if he had come to life.

"Zhang Jianxiong, why are you doing this? We kindly came in from the outside to help you, so it's fine if you don't appreciate it, why do you still act like you want to do it?"

Du often looked disgusted, pulled his face to show a smirk, and said to the tall man covered with pustules.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is Laozi's territory, if Laozi tells you to leave, you just let Laozi leave, otherwise, that will be your fate."

The tall man's voice was hoarse but loud, and he raised his chin, signaling Du Changyong and others to take a good look at the pile of corpses not far away.

Du Changyong's smile froze on his face, his face twitched, and he managed to maintain his expression with great difficulty, without turning his face on the spot.

Zhang Jianxiong was known to Du Changchang.

Special mutants in the late stage of the sixth level, depending on their strength, can go to any base and join any force, and they can get good treatment.

When this person first settled in Wulin, many powerful forces offered him olive branches, but he rejected them all, which caused dissatisfaction among some people.

There are the second and third generations who think highly of themselves, unite to teach the ignorant Zhang Jianxiong some lessons, and force him to submit.

As a result, all those who troubled Zhang Jianxiong were beaten as pig heads and hung on the door of the core area for public display.

Taking care of the juniors like this, Zhang Jianxiong didn't give those forces any face and liking, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

The embarrassing forces unite to resolve this reckless man who dared to break ground on Tai Sui.

Several battles broke out between the two sides, causing quite a commotion, and Zhang Jianxiong suddenly disappeared.

Some people say that Zhang Jianxiong is dead, and some say that Zhang Jianxiong has run away. In short, no one is optimistic about Zhang Jianxiong.

But Du often knew that Zhang Jianxiong was not dead and did not run away.

With Zhang Jianxiong's own strength, the several forces that troubled him were so disturbed that he had to turn the major incident into a trivial matter, and secretly made an appointment with Zhang Jianxiong.

After the negotiation between the two parties, several forces gave Zhang Jianxiong a considerable amount of points, and also agreed to some conveniences. Zhang Jianxiong promised not to appear in the first three districts to save their face, and the two hit it off.

As a result, Zhang Jianxiong, a thorny head, was missing from the core area, and a mysterious, powerful, and wide-ranging Buddha head brother was added to the D area.

Based on various news, Du Chang used to speculate that Zhang Jianxiong was still a step away from the peak of the sixth level, and his actual combat strength may have reached the peak level.

This forced several major forces to change their attitudes.

Of course, it was Zhang Jianxiong who had a sense of proportion. Although he slapped several big forces in the face, he didn't get to the point where he couldn't stop dying. There was still room for both sides.

Instead of paying a high price to fight Zhang Jianxiong and let other forces take advantage of it, it is better to use a small profit in exchange for face, and then keep this shit-stirring stick far away, out of sight and out of mind.

It doesn't matter whether it's the late sixth level or the sixth level peak, as long as they reach the sixth level, they are all existences that Du Changyong and his group dare not easily provoke.

Otherwise, Du Changchang wouldn't be particularly frank when he found out that Zuo Tianlang's strength was beyond level five.

During Zhang Jianxiong's heyday, Du often used to not fart in front of him, kneeling when he was asked to kneel, and getting out when he was told to get out.

It happened that Zhang Jianxiong contracted an illness, and his condition was extremely poor visible to the naked eye.

Du often thought about it naturally.

Zhang Jianxiong is a sixth-level powerhouse and a well-connected businessman.

Du Changyong would get excited just thinking about the huge benefits he might get after killing the man in front of him.

But the pile of corpses on the side reminded Du Changyong that a lean camel is bigger than a horse, even if Zhang Jianxiong is infected with the disease, he is not completely powerless to resist.

Du often couldn't tell how much strength Zhang Jianxiong had left, and...

His eyes cast vaguely on the dark and quiet small building behind Zhang Jianxiong.

Du Changyong didn't have people with detection abilities here, so he couldn't know what was going on in the small building.

Are there any other survivors?

If so, how strong is it?

All kinds of uncertainties made Du often swing from side to side, unable to make up his mind for a long time.

There are two roads ahead of Du Changchang:

First, betting that Zhang Jianxiong is bluffing and fighting to the end with the opponent.

Second, take advantage of the short time to enter the survival base, quickly shift the target and seize unowned materials.

The second way is relatively safe, but Du often is not reconciled.

The small single-family building near the gate of Area C is equivalent to the wealthy area of ​​Area D, and it is the area with the most supplies.

Among these single-family small buildings, Zhang Jianxiong's small building is the most valuable one.

He took such a huge risk to enter the epidemic area, just to make up for the loss by collecting a lot of supplies. It would be even better if he could make money.

Seeing that the fat sheep are in front, but they can't be slaughtered, don't worry about it.

Du Changyong was still swaying from side to side, weighing the pros and cons, and the survivors who came with him couldn't help it.

"Brother Du, what are you talking nonsense about this disgusting thing, kill people earlier, we can play a few more games, and if we drag it on, maybe the other teams will steal all the good things!"

"Exactly! Brother Du, time is urgent!"

"Doo..."

The urging and quarreling of his subordinates gave Du Chang a headache.

He glared at Zhang Jianxiong viciously, gritted his teeth, and said, "Brothers, go! Whoever kills Zhang Jianxiong, I will give him double supplies!"

When Du often said this, the survivors cheered loudly, whistled, or howled wolves.

One by one, they rushed towards Zhang Jianxiong as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, fearing that if they took a step too late, their prey would be snatched away.

Du Changyong didn't rush along with him, and even retreated a short distance.

He took out a shuttle from his arms, controlled it to fly into the air, and shot at Zhang Jianxiong quickly.

"Go to hell!"

Du often growled maliciously.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Du Changyong and his gang really dared to attack, Zhang Jianxiong let out a deep beast roar.

The tall and strong body swelled instantly, and the sparse brown hair climbed up the body covered with pustules. In the blink of an eye, the powerful man turned into a giant bear standing upright and five meters high.

The huge bear's paw hit the ground hard, creating a big pit with a diameter of two to three meters.

The mutant who pounced on was shaken so that his footing was unstable, and his forward pace involuntarily faltered.

In the next moment, the thick bear's paw slapped firmly on the head of a survivor.

"puff!"

The head that has been mutated and strengthened is as vulnerable as a ripe watermelon in front of the terrifying force. With a slap, a red and white brain flower burst out.

The survivor next to him was splashed all over his face, and his head went blank for a moment.

Zhang Jianxiong, who has rich combat experience and bestial intuition, naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, followed by two slaps.

The three survivors immediately followed in the footsteps of their accomplices.

"Fuck!"

The survivor who was closest to the four of them stopped their forward steps urgently, jumped backwards to avoid it, and narrowly avoided the giant palm that was still lingering after killing one person, and did not dare to rush forward again.

Same option for other slower survivors.

Wandering around the giant bear cautiously, attacking tentatively, but unwilling to confront the mighty bear head-on.

No one clamored to get rid of Zhang Jianxiong any more, and they all looked at the terrifying monster a few meters away in fear.

Just when everyone was about to retreat, another roar burst out from the giant bear's mouth.

Only this time it was different from the previous roar, in addition to anger, there was obviously pain in the voice.

It turned out that Du often took advantage of Zhang Jianxiong's attention to focus on other survivors, controlled the shuttle, and sneaked around his back.

Du often chose the timing quite well, which happened to be between the battles of the giant bear.

It is a pity that Zhang Jianxiong's reaction speed was too fast, and the shuttle shot towards the back of the heart finally only hit his right back shoulder.

Although Du often failed to take down Zhang Jianhui in one fell swoop, he gave his accomplices a lot of momentum.

"Damn! Brother Du is amazing! Brothers, don't be cowardly, this sick bear isn't that bad, as long as you don't let him get close, he's just a big fool!"

"It makes sense, the remote ones, I'll leave it to you next."

"Hurry up, set fire, set fire!"

Amidst the noisy yelling and shouting, waves of long-range attacks attacked Zhang Jianxiong.

Before contracting the disease, these people's attacks hit Zhang Jianxiong's body, and they might not even be able to penetrate his fur layer.

But Zhang Jianxiong can't do it now.

Although he still has the mighty power of a mutated bear, without the protection of his fur, his defensive power is not as good as before.

Especially the pustules on the human face that grew on his body couldn't withstand any attack at all, and would rupture with a light poke, bursting out gurgling foul-smelling slurry.

The rupture of pustules on everyone's face will also bring Zhang Jianxiong terrible pain.

It hurts so much that I wish I could die!

After the mutants stopped actively approaching, it became much more difficult for Zhang Jianxiong to attack the opponent.

Under the consumption of the disease, his body became weaker and weaker day by day. It was fine to stand still, but once he moved, his physical strength was like water that had been turned on.

"He's dying, please help me!"

Du Changyong could not hide the greed in his eyes. While besieging Zhang Jianxiong, he called the crowd to attack Zhang Jianxiong, while controlling the shuttle, and attacked from various tricky angles.

Soon, soon...

As long as they work harder, they can kill Zhang Jianxiong!

Thinking of the considerable supplies that are about to be obtained, Du often doesn't feel sorry for his subordinates who died in the battle.

As long as there are materials, it doesn't matter how many people you need.

Now consume more, and give away less loot.

Du often flew up with a wishful thinking in his heart, and saw Zhang Jianxiong's flaws, and the life energy flowed to the shuttle along the spiritual power link, intending to take Zhang Jianxiong down in one fell swoop.

near, near...

It worked!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Du Changyong's face still had the inevitable joy, but his eyes widened in disbelief.

The head mechanically lowered slowly, looking towards the chest.

The living heart that was still beating was held in the palm of a pair of hands wrapped in thin soft alloy gloves.

"Do not……"

Du often looked at the hand in horror, slowly pulling it away from his chest with his heart, screaming in despair.

(To be continued)