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Chapter 357: Night Cavalry Regiment(1/2)

New humans at each level, from weak to strong, are divided into early, middle and late stages.

For example, the young man with a "rabbit mouth" has just become a new level 3 human being, so he is called the early level 3 strength.

For example, the "horse leader" and his twenty killers are in the late stage of level 4. Of course, some people call it the peak stage of level 4.

Late stage or peak stage both have similar meanings.

In short, each level of new human beings has three small stages.

The young man with a "rabbit mouth" who was at the early stage of Level 3 was originally walking at a fast pace.

At this moment, it was already night.

The white disc-like moon rose from the east, and its bright moonlight shone on the quiet earth.

The world has been occupied by zombies and mutated beasts, and there are no longer bright street lights on both sides of the wide road.

The young man with a "rabbit mouth" could only walk on the road with the help of the moonlight.

As a new human in the early stage of level 3, his senses are naturally quite keen.

"Hiss~!"

There was a slight sound coming from the grass thirty meters away.

It looks like a snake.

The corners of the "rabbit-mouthed" young man's mouth raised slightly, maybe tonight's supper could be snake meat barbecue.

Being cautious, he did not rush forward immediately, but carefully looked around.

After discovering that there were no other mutated beasts, the young man with the "rabbit mouth" sneaked over.

He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the snake in the grass.

"Snapped!"

A direct hit on the snake's head.

The young man with the "rabbit mouth" has never practiced throwing skills before. The reason why he can hit so accurately is entirely the result of his body evolving to a new level 3 human being.

"rustle……"

The "rabbit-mouthed" young man pushed aside the lush grass, bent down, and stretched out his hand to pick up the green grass snake that was still swaying unconsciously even though it was dead.

But,

The moment I bend down and lower my head,

He saw a shadow on the ground next to him.

Um?

Two shadows?

I'm obviously the only one here, so why are there two shadows?

Could it be that the [Three-Eyed Corpse] is chasing me?

The soul of the young man with a "rabbit mouth" appears.

If it was really the Level 6 [Three-Eyed Corpse] that was chasing him, he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

therefore,

The young man with the "rabbit mouth" could only turn his head mechanically and with a look of fear.

The person behind him is not the hook-nosed [Three-Eyed Corpse] with three eyes.

But,

When the "rabbit-mouthed" young man saw the scene behind him, he still couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Wow?!

Why...there are so many people?"

Judging from the shadow behind him just now, the "rabbit-mouthed" young man thought there was only one person.

But when he turned around, in the light of the moonlight, he saw dozens of people, and...

Dozens of horses!

The person standing closest to the "Rabbit Mouth" youth was a handsome young man in his twenties.

This young man was wearing a tight black leather jacket and transparent tactical goggles on his head.

He holds a bow and arrow in his left hand, and has a squeeze-type black quiver on his back.

The overall image resembles a modern version of an archer.

The "Archer" in black stretched out his right hand and said with a smile:

"Hello, my name is Ma Wu Tu."

The "rabbit-mouthed" young man looked at Ma Wutu's right hand, which was wearing a dark glove, and did not immediately reach out to shake it.

because,

The "rabbit-mouthed" young man was a little confused at the moment.

Not far behind Ma Wuhou, stood a horse with a completely black coat.

This pitch-black war horse, about 1.89 meters tall, looks very powerful, tall, strong and powerful.

The young man with the "rabbit mouth" carefully felt the aura of the black-haired war horse. It seemed to be much stronger than himself, as if...

It's a level four mutant beast!

A level 4 mutant dark horse is not surprising.

But,

Behind this black-haired war horse, there are two full rows of mutated black horses.

Feeling their aura, they seem to be mutant beasts above level 4.

On the backs of these two rows of mutant war horses, there were archers dressed in black and wearing tactical goggles.

Feeling the strength of these archers, they all seemed to be stronger than themselves.

After a quick count, the young man with "Rabbit Mouth" was surprised to find that there were twenty-one people in this group of black-clothed archers, including Ma Wuhoo.

twenty-one people,

Twenty-one tall black horses,

But they can appear behind him quietly.

No sound at all!

He was completely unaware of their approach.

horrible……

This is really terrible.

The "rabbit-mouthed" young man couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

If they wanted to kill me from behind, I might not be able to detect it at all.

Ma Wutu looked at the shocked young man with a "rabbit mouth" and reminded him softly:

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did the young man with the "rabbit mouth" react. He quickly stretched out his hand to hold Ma Wuho's palm, and quickly smiled kindly and said:

"Hello, hello...Sorry, sorry, I was scared just now."

These black-clothed archers are so powerful, and the "rabbit-mouthed" young man doesn't want to offend them.

But in the last days, people's hearts are sinister. Although he does not dare to offend these black archers, there is no guarantee that these people will not come to deal with him.

so,

The "rabbit-mouthed" young man could only try to show his kindest side to greet Ma Wuho.

However, the way the young man with a "rabbit mouth" smiles is really ugly.

Ma Wutu withdrew his hand and asked:

"I just observed you for a moment and found that you were running from the south.

So, I guess you are a survivor of the gathering place in Xihong City, right?"

When he asked this question, a pigeon the size of a fist landed on the horse's shoulder.

This is a white dove, which does not go well with the hoofless "Night Cavalry Regiment".

But there is no way, who calls this pigeon the pigeon of the president?

Nowadays, communication is inconvenient in the last days. The role of this pigeon is to find the "gun leader" who is responsible for keeping an eye on the forest sky.

Therefore, Ma Wu Ho can only keep this pigeon and cannot steam it yet.
To be continued...
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