"I don't have that much time to talk nonsense with you. Either we all break out together, or you stay and become snacks for the zombies. Make your choice!"
Liao Fan was no longer too lazy to persuade him, so he put away his sword and jumped out of the battle circle, shouting to Wei Jun who was still resisting with all his strength, "Come here, let's fight out together!"
Hearing Liao Fan's greeting, Wei Jun hurriedly gave up his defense of the window and ran towards it as fast as he could. He gasped and questioned, "Why, can't we defend it so quickly?"
"That wall is too fragile and cannot withstand the impact of zombies. It will collapse sooner or later. If we don't break out now, we will be besieged immediately. There is no other option!"
Facing Wei Jun, Liao Fan became much more patient. He shook his head and explained, "My physical condition does not allow for a protracted war. You should know this."
"knew."
Wei Jun nodded, but there was still some hesitation in his eyes. He looked around at the survivors and said helplessly, "Once we break through, we will have to fight the zombies head-on. I'm afraid it will be difficult for these people to leave alive."
"There's nothing we can do about it. If we break through, there will definitely be casualties. It's better than being wiped out."
Liao Fan took a deep breath, stopped talking nonsense, and ran straight towards the wall that was being hit, secretly gathering strength.
His left arm was rapidly expanding, showing signs of being turned into a werewolf. At the same time, wisps of red magma flames filled the surface of the expanded arm, wrapping the entire arm like a dragon.
The hot energy is brewing rapidly, completely covering the entire arm.
The high temperature permeated the air, and even the surrounding air was slightly distorted. Liao Fan concentrated most of his energy, faced the shaking wall, and let out an angry low roar,
"broken!"
Fire punch, hit in one blow.
Boom!
The already crumbling wall immediately erupted with a huge muffled sound.
The flaming fist was like a wild dragon, piercing the wall in one fell swoop. The high temperature mixed with the fist wind was raging. Not only did it create a hole with a diameter of half a meter in the wall, but also a large number of cracks as thick as a baby's arm exploded one after another, forming countless
Debris and sand surged toward the zombies like a flood.
This is the destructive power of a Level 2 superpower. Liao Fan's accumulated punch was as powerful as a real fire or arrow. With just one punch, he could completely tear apart a wall over three meters high.
Of course it's not without cost.
At the same time as the punch was delivered, Liao Fan also felt soreness and numbness in his arms and a faint tingling in his meridians.
His body has never recovered, and now he has mobilized a powerful fire ability, which consumes a huge amount of energy. So while smashing the wall, he also felt waves of dizziness in his head, and his chest was stuffy and he could not breathe smoothly, which made him
He groaned in discomfort.
"This damn injury is really troublesome!"
Liao Fan cursed secretly, took another deep breath to calm his restless blood, and then rushed out of the collapsed wall.
Seeing this, the others could only follow closely and were forced to rush out.
The breakout officially began. As the wall collapsed, people lost their fortress. Whether they were willing or unwilling, they had to bite the bullet and launch the breakout.
The zombies outside, like sharks that smelled the smell of blood, swarmed up crazily.
The brutal fighting started instantly.
Liao Fan rushed to the front of the team and naturally bore the brunt of the attack, becoming the first target of the zombies' attacks.
He held the knife in one hand, and the bone knife was spinning hard, like a rotating meat grinder, mercilessly harvesting all the zombies that appeared in front of him.
The bone knife is sharp enough to split steel easily. Although the zombie's body is strong, it is still made of flesh and blood after all. It is not even as good as some low-level monsters, so it is naturally difficult to resist Liao Fan's offensive.
Every time the knife light flashed by, the zombies' bodies would always fall into pieces. Either their heads were broken, or their limbs were cut off, or even their bodies were cut into two pieces.
But even if the lower limbs are separated from the upper body, these ugly and disgusting zombies can still drag their sticky and disgusting intestines and internal organs, crawling weirdly on the ground, and continue to look for targets to attack.
Liao Fan rushed to the front, his speed was so fast that no zombie could resist him.
The Wei army that followed was also extremely ferocious. They used the power of rock formation to condense into a thick layer of rock armor around their bodies. Even if they were accidentally attacked and bitten by zombies, those hardened rock armors would still be immune to the zombies' attacks. Catching and biting is no problem at all.
Looking back at other endings, it can only be described as miserable.
The claws of zombies are extremely sharp and can easily tear open the skin of these people. If it is just a traumatic injury, the extraterrestrial virus contained in the claws is a huge threat.
But now there is not so much time to be afraid, and people do not even have a chance to think. They can only grit their teeth and charge forward, following Liao Fan closely.
"Break out, break out!" The scar-faced man screamed at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to vent his grief, anger and desolation.
They couldn't be like Liao Fan who was in an uninhabited land. Every swing of his ferocious zombie claws would seriously threaten the lives of these people, so they could only run and scream with all their strength, hoping for a miracle to happen.
"Save me, Brother Ji, give me a hand!"
But while he was running, a shrill, hoarse scream tripped the scar-faced man's legs. He was shaken all over, and out of the corner of his eye he saw that one of his most trusted subordinates had been attacked by zombies.
This unlucky guy was hooked by the zombies' legs and fell to the ground in an instant.
A dozen zombies pounced on him together, claw after claw, tearing his back to pieces. Some zombies had already begun to taste the meat on his back. The severe pain made him wail and scream in agony, but the others But they were only focused on breaking out of the encirclement and didn't care about helping at all.
The man could only cry desperately for help, subconsciously shouting the scar-faced man's name.
But what could the scar-faced man do? He could only hold back his anger and cursed with grief and anger over and over again, not daring to look back at all, let alone even the slightest pause.
People rush forward desperately, but different people end up with completely different outcomes.
Except for Liao Fan at the front, the only one who could ignore the zombies was Wei Jun.
Then came the scar-faced man, and a short guy who was very good at running. He could barely break free from the claws of the zombies and followed closely.
As for the other people in the exile team, they moved slowly and did not have much ability to resist. They were quickly swarmed by the zombies and pinned to the ground.
The screams were so brutal that they made people's scalp numb and even made their hair stand on end.
But it was precisely because the existence of these weaklings distracted the attention of the zombies that the four people running at the front were so proud that they quickly escaped.
As he ran, Liao Fan found that the number of monsters around him was getting smaller and smaller, so he worked harder and swung his bone knife repeatedly, forcibly tearing open the siege of zombies.
After continuing to run for a while, he had shaken off most of the zombies and appeared at the end of the street.
But Liao Fan did not rush to escape. Instead, he jumped onto a wall, stood on a high place, and looked towards the rear where the zombies were pouring in.
Three hundred meters away, behind a low-rise house, there was a dense mist, like a white vortex, floating and spinning strangely.
Almost all zombies are coming from that direction.
"It seems that is the source of the virus outbreak." Liao Fan murmured, but a sharp look flashed in his eyes.