From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, a period of time before a person is about to die, under some circumstances, the phenomenon of returning will appear. In the saying goes, God thinks that this person has the virtue of living, so that he can enjoy his last life before he dies...

But today, in front of Chen Fan, a dramatic scene of someone returning to his life was staged.

The old hand holding a heart was an old man wearing a pajama completely dyed red by blood. He was Qian Zhengfeng who stayed on the rooftop without killing Chen Fan!

After Chen Fan left the rooftop, Qian Zhengfeng was still unwilling to accept it and kept using the few internal energy left in his body to suppress the outbreak of viruses in his body. After all, who would quietly watch himself gradually die and then become a walking corpse?

However, no matter how desperate Qian Zhengfeng tried to suppress it, it was still futile.

Although the magical thing of virus was suppressed to a certain extent, Qian Zhengfeng's spirit was completely destroyed and became a complete killing machine.

But there will always be some unexpected things, and his body with the strength of a military general can be preserved!

All he was destroyed was his spirit! Under the influence of the return of light, his strength miraculously returned to his peak state, and the thick inner energy in his body rolled surging.

This phenomenon may be the first case in the mourning city.

Even an ordinary zombie with the power of a military general is just a killing machine, but it becomes even more terrifying and crazy under its disordered spirit.

Qian Zhengfeng stepped on a corpse with one piece, wandering from the rooftop to the downstairs like a machine, passing through the zombies that were wandering around. Then he walked slowly outside the prison. As soon as he walked to the door, he was noticed by the sound of fierce fighting outside.

At this moment, he, who was originally very quiet, suddenly became very beastly, his eyes turned red, and he stared at the two figures in the field.

Perhaps it was because the virus destroyed the body differently. Perhaps he was an unusual and abnormal zombie himself. He passed two women at an extremely fast speed. Instead of attacking the living, he strangely chose to attack the same type. He was still the highest level of similar type!

If such attack characteristics are placed at the time of the virus outbreak, then it is very likely that he will be the first perfect zombie to reach the zombie king!

Outside the prison gate, Qian Zhengfeng's palm that broke his body was constantly dripping with blood, and Nairan's beating heart made an inaudible thud. The atmosphere in the field was suffocating. Everyone unconsciously widened their eyes and held their breath.

What is this?!

The sudden cruel scene shocked everyone in the venue. Including Chen Fan, he was also shocked by Qian Zhengfeng's actions.

Chen Fan's previous instant kill was shocking enough to attract all his eyes to him. The bearded man was thinking about how to deal with the injured Chen Fan. Should he continue to fight for force or choose to give in. The young man who was stabbed by one hand was also focused all his energy on Chen Fan, alerting him to his every move, because Chen Fan's speed was too amazing.

At this extremely nervous moment, who would notice that behind him would a zombie with the power of a general suddenly rushed out and burst into tears!

Qian Zhengfeng, whose eyes became scarlet like a demon, held the palm of his heart and buckled his five fingers, and directly slammed the beating heart at that moment. A large amount of blood exploded in the air like a ball of blood mist.

A strong smell of blood filled instantly, but it could stimulate Qian Zhengfeng's perverted nerves. He slowly twitched his palms, then put them on his mouth to lick the blood and minced meat on it, and it was thumping and relishing.

In the room, there was only the sound of sucking, which was very loud, like a baby, but it was extremely terrifying when it fell into everyone's ears.

In this scene, even Yang Jie and the little monk, the two zombies, stood up with their hair. Not to mention the two girls beside them who were already vomiting so much that they could no longer vomit. They fainted and fell into the arms of the little monk.

If it were normal times, the young monk would certainly not give up this god-given opportunity, but now it is different. Looking at the zombie that was so bloody that Ning Ren was outrageous, even he had the urge to faint.

The bearded man standing next to the fresh corpse finally woke up. He was also a zombie and couldn't figure it out. This old man was just an ordinary person, but how could he be so powerful? Just now he felt a cold wind blowing behind him. Before he could turn around, he saw his companion being penetrated and his heart was cold. He didn't even have time to exhale it. It was so simple that he was instantly instantly. It was similar to Chen Fan's previous actions.

On the other hand, all of the other three corpses were killed instantly. The hunting group, which was so scared in the city of Sang, was so scared that the advanced zombies were terrified today, but today they were so cruel. Four people attacked together. As soon as they met, they were killed three lives by others in seconds, leaving only the lonely bearded man. How could he not be surprised and shocked and scared?

"You...you..."

The bearded man pointed at Qian Zhengfeng, not even clear about what he should say. He was shocked but shocked now.

Qian Zhengfeng suddenly looked up, watching the man pointing at him, feeling the powerful aura that only half a step has had on his body, and his face that was still licking showed a ferocious face again. He growled, his figure flashed and pounced towards the bearded man.

The bearded man's face suddenly changed. He realized his idiot behavior and would take the initiative to provoke the pervert. He retreated without hesitation, and his movements were not vague. He chopped Qian Zhengfeng in a mess, and blood suddenly splattered.

This level of knife wound is like tickling a zombie. If you can't kill it with one knife, it's all like drizzle.

Qian Zhengfeng felt the threat and became more crazy. His wrinkled old face became more and more ferocious. The low roar in his throat rolled, and his fierceness was revealed. He ignored his body and stared at his big beard with scarlet eyes. He kept chasing and rushing.

The members of the hunting team were able to cooperate to fight against the powerful generals. With only one person left, how could they be Qian Zhengfeng, the general's opponent who returned to the scene? Both the speed and strength were far behind. After a few steps, Qian Zhengfeng fell to the ground like crazy. Then he screamed and carried the splashed flesh and blood, resounding throughout the plain...

"ah!!!"

"ah!!"

A superior and a terrifying scream hit the minds of others like a heavy bell. The process lasted for several minutes. Finally, it gradually became weak, and then in order to moan, it finally choked in the throat and disappeared...

The only hunting group that was not killed instantly was the one who died the most. At this time, Qian Zhengfeng was lying on the ground, and it was almost impossible to see which one was the head and which one was the body, and it was torn to pieces!

That's right, this is really broken!

One by one, the tendons and veins and flesh are scattered all over the ground, and the blood is not enough to describe it. Or it can no longer be called flesh and blood, which is similar to the hand-killed chicken sold on the streets on weekdays.

In other words, the rough-bearded man with a face full of cheeks was torn to death by Qian Zhengfeng. This way of death is cruel, just like the ancient Lingchi execution. One is torn into scum, and the other is to chop it into sauce. They are the most miserable way of death in the world...

Chen Fan stood quietly in the distance, witnessing the entire cruel process of murder without blinking. His scalp numbed countless times and his hair stood up countless times. He thought he was living in the city of mourning. He had seen all kinds of scenes, but compared to the tragic process in front of him, he was a little witch, which made him frightened.

Damn, is this still a scene that people watch?

The bearded man was gone, and only the ground was full of torn pieces, like paper scraps, scattered on the ground in piles. It was impossible to tell that this was from a person's body. This was similar to the chopped minced meat on the chopping board. I guess a few more chopped chopped rice, add some chopped green onion and some sauce meat, and it was another delicious meal...

No one dared to move around in the venue, for fear of disturbing the artist's creation of human flesh works, so he could only stand quietly, hoping that he would have had enough fun and leave by himself...

The flesh could no longer be torn, and it was a ball in my palm, so Qian Zhengfeng had enough fun. He stood up and roared in his mouth, like the chanting of death.

Qian Zhengfeng turned his terrifying old face, and his bloody eyes, like wild beasts, kept sweeping around the people, causing everyone's scalp to explode again. Finally, his eyes fell on the little monk.

"My God!"

The little monk was shocked, his face turned pale, even worse than a pregnant woman with difficult labor!

Before the little monk could move, Qian Zhengfeng roared, kicked the ground with his feet, and rushed towards the little monk.

"Ah! Brother Chen, help me!" The little monk was so scared that his legs became weak. He witnessed the bloody human flesh art just now. The hair on his body has not yet hanged down. At this time, when he saw this perverted zombie pounced towards him, he couldn't even run, so he could only open his throat and scream.

"Old Qian!" Chen Fan said furiously, held the sword tightly and flashed towards Qian Zhengfeng. He had no choice but to fight with him.

He never wanted to alarm this crazy killing machine. After all, he was injured at this time. In addition, the opponent was a powerful general who was in a crazy state. His strength reached its peak. He was not afraid of death and could do anything to hurt two thousand and injured the enemy. As long as he killed his opponent, he would not have nothing to die. Therefore, Chen Fan would rather play with the hunting group than to face Qian Zhengfeng, a general who was desperate for life. It would make people feel numb to think about it.

But now there is nothing to do, the little monk must save him.

A fierce battle is about to break out.

Hearing the word "Old Qian", Qian Zhengfeng suddenly paused, as if he was familiar with the name Nairan. Then he turned his head and stared at Chen Fan like a wild beast.

Chen Fan was delighted, since he could understand his words.

"I don't abuse this trash of Lao Qian, I don't want to abuse it enough if I don't die. Now you are becoming more like a dog. Don't you dare to play with me? Will you not avenge your revenge?!"

After hearing Chen Fan's words, Qian Zhengfeng widened his eyes and opened his bloody mouth, shouted, then gave up on the little monk and rushed towards Chen Fan.

Of course, Chen Fan was not full and was going to fight with this crazy beast. Seeing Qian Zhengfeng chasing him, he turned around and ran back without saying a word. While running, he shouted in a provocative tone: "I have a good way to chase you quickly, I will fight you one-on-one!"

He just wanted to rely on speed to lure this lifeless madman away.

However, the moment he looked up at the dark night ahead, he saw a figure through the vague moonlight.

A red figure!

It's a woman!

Long hair in shawl, plump figure, slender legs, plump buttocks...

All of this is so familiar and so concerned about him. He has held the water snake's waist countless times and touched the plump butt countless times. The red combat suit was also carefully selected by him!

That figure will never be forgotten by Chen Fan! Even if it turns into ashes, he will never forget it!
Chapter completed!