The feeling of hunger became more pronounced.
Sijiu was furious. "What solution are you talking about? How do you solve this?"
The system froze for a moment. [Uh... maybe... besides chewing people, you can also absorb crystal cores...]
Before it could finish its words, Si Jiu had already kicked the head of an infected person in front of him and took a look at him while suppressing his nausea.
[Son, you're bullying me again? Where did you get the crystal core?]
[Hey! How can these low-level infected have crystal cores? Only level 3 infected people can have them.]
[However, so far, those infected at level 2 and above are relatively rare.]
Sijiu: [I have a MMP...]
Just then, there was another commotion below.
The roar of a motorcycle came from far away and rumbled towards us.
The five-man team below heard the sound and started screaming.
"Captain, the captain is here."
"Damn... Captain, why make such a big noise? Are you worried you won't attract more infected people?"
"I'm not afraid of anything. The captain can beat a hundred people by himself..."
"Ah, I'm saved... Captain, you just came when you fucking came, why did you have to pack up... Damn it, I knew you, an old bastard, had no good intentions!"
"Ah ...
A man in a black motorcycle suit and combat boots was riding an extremely cool Harley and coming at lightning speed from a distance. There was a huge roar and dust flying behind him. A little further away, an infected person who was at least two meters tall was chasing him at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his body size. Further away, there were the vague figures of a large number of infected people running towards him.
"Ahahahahaha... Sorry, sorry, I'm a little late." The man had ridden to the bottom of the building in the blink of an eye. The motorcycle knocked away a bunch of infected people, and then drifted and swept away another group, and stopped with a creak.
He planted one leg on the ground to steady the car, raised his thumb in the direction of the Level 3 infected behind him, and said with a curled lip, "I've packed a feast for you."
Team members: Should I fucking thank you?
"roar……"
The third-level infected person was about to pounce on him.
"Captain, I beg you, please stop trying to be cool. Bullets, bullets, ahh ...
"Sorry, this was an accident. I really didn't intend to provoke this big brother. We have no bullets left, let's fight hand-to-hand." The captain said it very casually, then retracted his foot, spun his hand very neatly, turned the front of the motorcycle, and with the throttle buzzing, he crashed into the third-level infected person.
The motorcycle, with its terrifying force and weight, crashed into the third-level infected person, but did not knock him away. Instead, he pressed it hard with both hands, and the front of the motorcycle was deformed.
The man seemed to have anticipated this. When the motorcycle was lifted up by the infected person, he released the accelerator with both hands, then leaned on the seat, kicked his legs, and jumped high like a cheetah, passing over the head of the third-level infected person and jumping onto his shoulders.
Then he quickly pulled out a three-edged spike from his calf and stabbed it hard into the top of the head of the level three infected person.
As we all know, the skull is actually very hard.
Moreover, it was the head of a level three infected person, so his stab did not produce the expected result.
Instead, this made the third-level infected person go crazy. He roared and raised his hand to grab the leg that was stepping on his shoulder.
Bang.
He was grabbed by the legs by a level three infected person, thrown down and thrown to the ground.
"team leader!"
"team leader!!!"
Bang bang bang.
The remaining bullets had no effect at all when they hit the third-level infected person.
The infected person seemed to be too angry with the man. He stared at the man who was thrown to the ground and could not get up for a while, took two steps forward, bent down and punched him.
The man rolled on the ground and narrowly avoided the fist, "Cough cough cough... Damn it." He cursed.
I didn't expect that level 3 infected people would be so difficult to deal with.
The blow just now was too hard. After rolling around, he found that his internal organs seemed to be displaced.
Seeing the third-level infected person leaning over and reaching out to him, as if to tear him in two, he suddenly didn't have the strength to dodge.
"Boss..."
Boom.
In a flash, a figure fell from the sky with a huge bang and stepped on the head of the third-level zombie, causing him to fall in front of the man, with most of his head sinking into the ground.
“Hoho…”
The third-level zombie flapped and struggled, but was trampled to death by that overly delicate-looking foot.
Then, the delicate foot in the small leather shoes seemed to roll casually and lightly.
"Bang"
The head of a level three zombie is like a watermelon run over by a wheel - it explodes.
"Tsk~"
He heard the girl's impatient click.
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