Doomsday Summon Master

Chapter 9 Bronze Dagger
"Chen Biao! Kill him! Kill him!" After seeing the slime tying him up, the bald head couldn't help it anymore, and shouted at his subordinate who had only crawled out of half of his body.

"Okay!" Chen Biao didn't even think about it, he immediately took out a palm-long bayonet from behind, and stabbed fiercely at Yang Feng whose back was facing him.

"Oh?"

The bald head watched as Yang Feng didn't even look back, but the blood-stained long knife in his hand swung towards Chen Biao as if it had eyes.

"Ah!" A knife mark suddenly appeared on Chen Biao's neck, from which a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Cough cough cough..." He clutched his throat, "How is this possible!"

Yang Feng would never hold back from someone who wanted his life, once he made a move, it must be a killer move!
"Young hero! Young hero! If you have something to say, speak up!" The bald head panicked suddenly, his legs were tightly bound by the slime board, and he couldn't break free with all his strength. At this time, he could only show weakness again.

"Speak well? Why didn't you speak well when you ordered your subordinates to kill me just now?" Yang Feng asked without turning his head, and withdrew the long knife on the ground casually.

"Slime, eat him!"

As Yang Feng's words fell, the bald head's legs wrapped in slime immediately began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, only the bare upper body remained.

"Young hero! I was wrong! I shouldn't have ordered them! Let me go!" The bald head wailed and begged for mercy, but he did not dare to resist at all.There was no way, this terrifying creature was so terrifying that it could actually digest his body.But Yang Feng's expression did not change at all because of his begging for mercy. He had no mercy towards such a person.

He lived in the last days for so long in his previous life, a full 30 years, what kind of scene has he not seen?Not to mention that this slime cannibalize people, the real horror will be when those parasites in the ground start attacking humans a few days after the end of the world!The parasitic human body is like a watermelon that has been hollowed out, except for the shell, there are disgusting parasites inside.

Yang Feng turned around and suddenly remembered the appearance of an old friend of his who was parasitized by parasites.

At that time, his body seemed to have countless worms wriggling on the surface of his body, protruding ferociously, and even his eyes and mouth were full of bloodthirsty and terrifying parasites. In just a few minutes, his body It was turned into an empty shell.And those cruel parasites had no intention of letting him go. They squeezed out of his body and continued to devour the rest of his body.

"Hurry up! Then follow me!" Yang Feng turned around, ignored the howling bald head, walked quickly to the tunnel of the stage, and jumped down.At this time, there was no one in the tunnel below, and the bald boy saw that Yang Feng was so 'ruthless', so he didn't know where to hide for a long time.

The slime behind him heard Yang Feng's order and silently speeded up his digestion. Not even the clothes he was wearing on the bald head and the weapon he hid behind his back were left, they were completely digested.

The entrance of this tunnel is only about [-] centimeters away, no wonder the bald head didn't get out after drilling for such a long time.In the prosperous age, he lived so well relying on the background of the underworld, his body had already become obese, and it was impossible to get out in a short time.

But Yang Feng was different. The former owner of his body was a beggar who hadn't finished his meal. He was small and thin, so he could easily jump through this narrow passage.

The inside of the tunnel was pitch black, Yang Feng turned on the flashlight in his hand, and carefully inspected every inch of land here, he was afraid that there were still bald-headed companions left here, and it would be very bad if he was accidentally attacked.

But now there was a one-meter-high staircase under his feet, and the bald head and Chen Biao should have climbed up just now by relying on this.

The ground was full of dust, and besides the footprints, blood could be seen faintly, and it was unknown which unlucky person left it.

'Puff Chi'!
As soon as Yang Feng stepped forward, the slime behind him fell from above, making a dull landing sound.

Yang Feng ignored it and continued to walk forward with a vigilant face. Every step he took was extremely sure-footed, and he could cope with various emergencies at any time.

After walking for a few minutes, a black wooden door suddenly blocked in front of him, with a slight fire flickering inside.

Yang Feng poked his head out and quietly observed the inside.

This is an incomparably huge space, and fires are lit in every corner of it, illuminating the place as bright as day.There is an exhaust fan more than one meter wide on the ceiling in the center, which is still slowly rotating to absorb the smoke produced by the fire.

Yang Feng pushed open the door, the long knife in his hand was always pointing obliquely forward, the slime under his feet had already known his intention.Following the gap of his foot lift, he quickly got into the room.

"Search here!" After Yang Feng entered the room, he did not go towards the still burning fire, but towards the only dark place here, the ventilation duct.

I don't know where the depth of the ventilation duct leads, but there is still a steady stream of air pouring in from it.

A channel full of uncertainty like this is often the first thing Yang Feng notices.

In the middle and late end of the world, when all the zombies form a zombie wave and attack the survivor base, ventilation ducts like this are one of the channels for them to invade the base.They are all pervasive, even a small wall gap is one of their powerful means of attack.

"help me!"

Just when Yang Feng walked under the ventilation duct, a thin and feeble female voice suddenly came from above.

"Who!" Yang Feng tensed up instantly, ready to fight.

"I'm on the second floor! Come and save us! We're dying of thirst!" The mysterious female voice was very hoarse, and it also revealed strong tension and anxiety.

Yang Feng still didn't relax his vigilance, and slowly backed away with the long knife in his hand. He felt that anyone who could survive the hands of the bald head who would instigate his younger brother to stab people with a knife at every turn, was definitely not a good person.

"I see!" Yang Feng retreated to a suitable distance before responding.This distance is not only suitable for him to attack, but also conducive to his quick retreat.

"Hurry up! This old lady is dying of thirst! If you don't bring her water quickly, she will die soon!" The mysterious female voice came down from above again.

"Hmph!" Yang Feng snorted coldly, ignored her, turned around and prepared to go back to the bar, and went to the police station to look for weapons after replenishing his energy.

"Don't go! I know what you're looking for! I saw Chen Hu hid it in a room!"

"Oh?" This sentence immediately attracted Yang Feng's interest.He stopped in his tracks, turned around and responded slowly.

"You don't know?" The hoarse female voice was full of surprise, but she quickly explained, "It's a magical knife! It will replenish people's physical strength!"

Yang Feng frowned, this has become one of his signature moves, "A knife that can replenish one's physical strength?"

"Yes! It can absorb the enemy's blood and replenish its master's physical strength!"

"How did you know?"

"Because I used to be the owner of this knife!" The hoarse female voice suddenly became very firm, as if she had confirmed that Yang Feng came back to bring her water.

She really guessed it right, Yang Feng nodded, he was already a little interested in the knife in her mouth, anyway, he was not afraid that the other party would lie to him.

If really lied to?Just kill, anyway, in the past life in the end of the world, I don't know how many people I killed, and I don't feel any guilt or feeling about killing people for a long time.

(End of this chapter)