Zombie Apocalypse, I Died Right at the Start

The zombie virus outbreak throws the world into chaos. After the Blood Moon, everyone awakens special abilities, but Ji Chuan finds himself unchanged!

Betrayed and driven out by his girlfrien...

Chapter 157 Rushing to the City Shrouded in Black Air

No one can trap the God of Faith except No. 1.

The superpower bases in other cities are also trying their best to provide help, but there are still zombies in their cities, so they need to leave behind a group of combat forces to maintain the normal development of the city.

But as No. 1 is the world's current number one rival, we must take advantage of the opportunity when he is asleep to give him a fatal blow in order to eliminate future troubles.

All bases reached a consensus, and they all stated that the team will determine the candidates and set off within 2 days. Since the distances of various cities from Changrong City vary, they will arrive one after another.

Until someone with super powers can completely destroy the sleeping No. 1.

Mao Jun was rushing to the destination as fast as he could. Although he had only met the leader once, he felt that the leader understood him very well. He had just stepped into the Paradise stronghold and did not want to lose it so quickly.

In order to be more accepted by the members of the stronghold, he must demonstrate his own value this time.

Xiaomei whipped him severely every day, but he found that he became stronger after his wounds healed.

The initial pain from the injury turned into a kind of enjoyment. Every time his skin was torn, it strongly stimulated his brain. His body seemed to be injected with a constant flow of warmth, making him so happy.

He even felt that he could go for days and nights without rest, he was full of energy.

In the distant sky, black energy reached the clouds. Changrong City seemed to be shrouded in darkness. Mao Jun knew that the current mission was about to be completed.

The helicopter gradually tilted, and the fluctuation of black energy could be felt from a distance, but Mao Jun gripped the joystick even tighter.

"Master, we will meet again."