Xu Kewei, the so-called direct descendant, was tied up with canes by Qiao Hua and dragged out of the carriage of a van.
Accompanying them when they came out was an extremely strong stench of rotting corpses that almost turned into substance.
The van was found by driver Xiao Huang outside the venue where Xu Kewei kept zombies.
He escaped the disaster because he did not join the battle, and even found a truck specially used to transport zombies to transport Xu Kewei's direct descendants.
After the van drove away, a large cage made of rattan was left behind. Inside was a man unconscious, who looked like Xu Kewei, but no one who was watching from a distance dared to recognize him.
Other supernatural beings and ordinary refugees who were having fun and relaxing in the square all gathered around here. They looked at each other and knew nothing about the situation in front of them, but no one asked first.
They are all low-level superpowers or ordinary people, and they are content to barely survive in the refuge city.
The battle between senior leaders and high-level superpowers is like a fight between gods. It has little to do with them, but it is inevitable that they will not be affected.
Dakun drove the captured supernatural beings into a small warehouse, and when he came out, he pulled out a bloody man and threw him to the ground.
Then he kicked the door shut, waved his arm, and a piece of metal flew straight out and pierced the man's burned arm.
"Ah!" Duan Zhanfeng cried out in pain and suddenly woke up from his coma. He looked up and saw the crowd gradually surrounding the square.
Among the onlookers present, some people had already recognized the owner of the voice from this cry of pain, and couldn't help but whisper.
Duan Zhanfeng was lying on the ground. When he woke up, he heard the voices of people around him discussing him unscrupulously. He felt extremely humiliated.
Looking at Da Kun with malicious eyes, he tried to stand up several times to resist, but failed in the end.
When Qiao Hua, who was about to go back to rest, saw this scene, he guessed that Li Yanting was going to settle the accounts with this scumbag, and immediately sat down with his hands on the car, ready to watch the show.
Anger, cruelty, resentment, various emotions intertwined in Duan Zhanfeng's eyes. He hated himself for not getting rid of He Sheng earlier, and for not killing her when he got rid of her father.
If he had known that such a day would come, he would definitely cut He Sheng and Li Yanting into pieces and make them irrecoverable!
Duan Zhanfeng gritted his teeth, and every comment made to him by the people around him was like a knife being stabbed into his chest, forcing him to look directly at his own unbearable state and embarrassment at the moment.
And all his resentment was finally put away in front of a pair of shoes. His strong desire to survive made him immediately change his appearance to try to please.
Duan Zhanfeng raised his head with difficulty and looked at Li Yanting. Li Yanting was holding He Sheng in his arms. She was unharmed and sleeping peacefully in Li Yanting's arms.
Duan Zhanfeng: "Boss Li, we are all brothers from the same city of refuge. You don't want to drive me out and kill me. Let me live. I will give you whatever you want!"
When Duan Zhanfeng opened his mouth, his hoarse voice sounded like it had been cut by a blunt knife. He reached out and grabbed Li Yanting's boots, trying his best to find a way out.
The person in his arms moved slightly, and Li Yanting patted him gently, lifted up his shoe and crushed Duan Zhanfeng's hand under his feet.
Compared with the pain of the burning arm, the pain of the palm being crushed was insignificant.
What made him even more panicked at this moment was the threat of death that had never been as strong as it was now.
He knew clearly that based on what he had done to Li Yanting before, if he fell into Li Yanting's hands now, Li Yanting would never let him go.
The fear of death inspired his desire to live. He crawled up from the ground, knelt in front of Li Yanting and tried to grab his legs, but Li Yanting dodged his move.
His attempt to kneel down failed, and Duan Zhanfeng fell to the ground again. The severe pain in his arm made him twitch involuntarily, and blood foam appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"No, you can't kill me."
The humiliation of being watched and humiliated finally made Duan Zhanfeng collapse. He shouted in pain, his tone full of malice and anger.
But Li Yanting saw his embarrassing and ugly appearance, and finally kicked his head away with restraint, with a tone that made him want to kill the person under his feet.
Li Yanting: "You are lucky enough to be alive now. If it weren't for her, you would have died several times."
Whenever Duan Zhanfeng faced Li Yanting, he would always feel ashamed.
Li Yanting's outstanding ability and tyrannical strength easily won the appreciation of He Sheng's father and obtained the rights he dreamed of.
These were like maggots in his tarsus, making him jealous and even hating Li Yanting, wishing he would die, wishing he could replace him.
His disgust for Li Yanting was buried deep in his bones, so after Li Yanting said such words, he became furious.
"You can't kill me." Duan Zhanfeng twitched, and actually laughed a little crazily. He was delirious under the severe pain, and he began to speak erratically.
"If you kill me, He Sheng will kill you! She loves me, and the person she loves is me!"
Duan Zhanfeng burst into laughter as he spoke, as if he had finally found something that could hurt Li Yanting: "Yes! The woman you treat as your treasure loves me. If you dare to kill me, He Sheng will definitely take revenge on you..."
"The woman you love loves me...hahaha...you will never get her...hahahaha...Li Yanting, you are so pitiful!"
The huge square was as quiet as a chicken at the moment, and Duan Zhanfeng's crazy words could be heard very clearly, reaching the ears of everyone present.
But Li Yanting was not offended by his crazy words at all, because no one knew the relationship between him and He Sheng better than himself.
He knew clearly whether He Sheng loved him or not, and how much he loved him.
He Sheng could rush in front of the zombies for him and be caught dripping with blood. He could also rush up to hug him regardless of danger when he went berserk with his powers, and he could overdraw his powers several times to relieve him.
No matter what He Sheng did for him, it was a life-threatening thing. Why should he doubt it?
Duan Zhanfeng laughed, the resentment in his eyes getting heavier: "Kill me, kill me, and I'll give you another death scar! Let's see if He Sheng will let you do what you want after knowing your true face!
"
Duan Zhanfeng already knew that he would die today. Since there was no way to survive, he would not let these people have an easy time.
Li Yanting looked stern when he heard this, and immediately kicked Duan Zhanfeng's most injured arm.
This sentence finally penetrated into the deepest fear in Li Yanting's heart. When such fear was revealed, he immediately gave birth to overwhelming anger.
Li Yanting clenched his teeth and squeezed his voice out from between his teeth, full of sycophancy: "You are looking for death!"
Duan Zhanfeng wailed, his wanton laughter and painful moans intertwined together, like the devil's laughter.
At this moment, a soft coquettish voice suddenly sounded, which seemed so insignificant amidst Duan Zhanfeng's crazy laughter.
"...It's so noisy."
He Sheng opened her eyes and subconsciously rubbed Li Yanting's neck.
Li Yanting's angry impulse to tear something to pieces was easily restrained by He Sheng's movements.
It felt like a chain made of clouds was tied to his uncontrollable hands and feet. He could have easily torn it apart, but he couldn't.
He Sheng had actually been woken up just now. She realized that she was being held by Li Yanting, and her worries that had been raised all night finally fell to the ground.
At this time, Li Yanting was rectifying Duan Zhanfeng, and she kept pretending not to wake up.
But now, it’s impossible not to wake up.
He Sheng pressed her whole body against Li Yanting, the big heater, hooked his neck, raised his head and stared with blinking eyes.
"woke up?"
Li Yanting was penetrated by the girl's clear eyes, as if the darkness in his heart could not escape, causing him to open his eyes in panic.
He Sheng held Li Yanting's neck and stretched her body. She lowered her head and saw the bloody thing on the ground that could be called a "person".
"I was woken up by a few barking dogs. Where did the mad dog come from, biting people everywhere?"