Chapter 43: The trump card is released

Time is tight, and Mao Jiamin has to quickly improve his strength. The outside world, Wei Dayong and Zuoran's firepower support is almost over, and the lack of ammunition is the biggest problem.

On the other hand, the enemy man was a little gasping after dodging a large number of bullets and did not suffer any damage at all.

"What a pervert. It seems that he is also a psychic." Zuoran pouted, but now he didn't have any extra time to joke. Mao Jiamin obviously needs more time to delay.

"Dayong, do you dare to fight him with a knife?" Zuoran thought of many ways in his mind, but it was not possible for the time being.

"Forget it, I'll be able to beat three moves if you dare to go up."

Mao Jiamin, who was still in the outside world, could clearly see what happened. He knew that Zuoran and Wei Dayong had done their best, but this was enough.

He took all his spiritual consciousness back into his body. At first glance, Mao Jiamin's body had not changed, but the man who was also a psychic saw Mao Jiamin's unusualness at first glance.

His pupils shrank slightly and he said in a daze: "You actually! You broke through."

Mao Jiamin raised the corners of her mouth slightly, clenched her fists, and felt the gushing of blood, just like a long-sleeping lion now awakening.

"Now, it's time for me to attack." As soon as the saying goes, I saw a golden light flashing from Mao Jiamin's body, very dazzling, and the dust around him was flying without wind.

It gives people a strong aura out of thin air.

"Brother Jiamin is much stronger again." Wei Dayong put down the gun in his hand, moved it for a while, and said.

"Yes, he can bring hope every time." Zuoran said proudly, like the scene of a little woman introducing her boyfriend.

"Boy, even if you break through now and your breath is unstable, you will still not be my opponent." The man thought about it and said, but he quietly mobilized all his strength to his body.

Mao Jiamin took the lead in moving, and his fist was smashed with force, and his fist was howling with strong wind. This time, Mao Jiamin would no longer have a backhand, and he activated his full strength as soon as he stepped on it.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly. He could feel the ferocity of this attack. He might be injured on the spot, but it is impossible to avoid it at such a close distance.

"I hope I won't use that move too early, otherwise I will die miserably." I murmured in my heart, and chose to take it over!

drink!

The man screamed suddenly, clamped his fists with both hands, mobilized all his strength to reach the fist wind, and punched out with one punch.

Bang!!

A drought sound broke through the sky, breaking the clouds, causing the entire building to tremble.

"Brother Jiamin!" "Jiamin!" Wei Dayong and Zuoran both raised their hearts in their throats, and they were sincerely worried about Mao Jiamin, but they did not lose their minds. They believed that even so, Mao Jiamin would come over with that familiar and warm smile and said to themselves, "Let's go and go to the next stop."

The place where the two of them fought was dusty, and people outside could not see clearly the situation inside, so they could only quietly sweat Mao Jiamin.

Wei Dayong was even more nervous and picked up the gun he had put down again, loaded the only few bullets in, and put the rifle in, and then held it at a point in the dust.

Time was passing by and there was no sound in it, so the two of them were restless.

"You said... let's go in and take a look, I'm worried..." Wei Dayong kept paced back and forth, still holding a gun in his hand, but the difference was that there was an extra dagger in his hand.

"Jiamin won't lose. He also promised us to survive with us. Why..." After saying that, Zuoran actually choked up.

"Hey, hey, I said no, I hope I will die so much." At this moment, a familiar voice came from it.

Zuoran laughed instantly, but because of the choking just now, she looked very funny now. Her snot was still on her nose and her tears were not wiped away.

"I still look very charming when I make a great beauty cry. Are you right? Dayong." Then, the two of them saw the figure walking out of the dust, so familiar.

His handsome face had become dirty at this moment, his clothes were already torn, and his hair was messy, not like he had just finished the battle, but more like he had just fallen asleep.

Seeing Mao Jiamin's appearance, Zuoran and Wei Dayong couldn't help but feel relieved. Both of them looked at each other and saw the sincere happiness and relaxation in each other's eyes.

"You really hate it! Ignore you!" Zuoran saw Mao Jiamin staring at him, and then realized that she was very funny now. She quickly turned red and turned around, and kept stomping her feet.

"Brother Jiamin, you are so strong." Wei Dayong walked over and patted Mao Jiamin on the shoulder, and found that the latter had really changed a lot. Compared with the immature and naive he had just seen at Edo University, he is now very calm.

When I was in Edo before, Wei Dayong never thought that he would live to this day. He would be very worried every night when he dreamed, fearing that he would not live tomorrow and would be eaten by zombies at night.

It was Mao Jiamin who gave him hope to survive and made him continue to make progress. Therefore, Wei Dayong's only relative now became Mao Jiamin.

"Dayong, you have grown up a lot. I remember when I first met you in Edo, I thought you would be lazy, and it would be a burden to bring you with me sooner or later." Mao Jiamin paused and said, "But along the way, I have also seen your efforts and progress. My good brother for the rest of my life!" The two hugged each other, and everything was silent.

"Ahem..."

"It's too early to be happy now." At this moment, another voice came from the dust, which sounded hoarse, but it sounded obviously that the person who was talking did not have much strength.

Mao Jiamin twisted his body, frowned slightly, and said, "I actually underestimated you. I can still speak after being injured so seriously. To be honest, I admire you very much."

"However, it is also a good thing for me to live. I haven't asked Zhao Yue about how to rescue him." When the dust completely dissipated, the scene in front of me gradually became clearer.

Looking around, I saw a mess all over the ground, piles of bullet shells on the ground, and small pits appeared on the ground from time to time. I think the previous battle was very fierce.

"Boy, you have a lot of trump cards, and I have a backup plan." After that, he coughed twice again.
Chapter completed!