Wanderers feed on people, and the Storm tribe will also be hunted without hesitation. The tribe members will try not to leave the tent every night without going out. Even the humans on the city tower of the Second Autonomous Region will be particularly alert.

The near the electromagnetic net not only became the end of ordinary Storm tribe's escape, but also a death zone that wanderers cannot overcome.

At this time, Zhao Hui was inside the electromagnetic network, while Chen Nannan was outside the electromagnetic network. He could not retreat from the original path. People on the market would definitely be waiting for guns, and as long as this new wanderer appeared, he would be wiped out immediately.

In fact, no matter which way I go, what I leave him is the tall electromagnetic network in front of him.

"I have to go out!" Zhao Hui turned off his phone and carefully put it away, then took a deep breath and began to move his body.

Since even humans with weapons are afraid of the legendary wanderer, let alone the unarmed Chen Nannan, the consequences will be unimaginable once they encounter it.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, a heat in my heart rose involuntarily.

His sensitive figure appeared on the edge of the death zone, hidden behind the abandoned low wall, with bright big eyes staring at the light columns that swept by from time to time.

Not far behind is the Free Market where Zhao Hui had just robbed food. There are still many people on guard, and there are shadows of the Storm tribe active.

"Robbery, alas!" Zhao Hui felt sad. How would he explain to Chen Nannan when he went back? Did he lie to her and say he bought it? But where did he get the money?

He couldn't help but reach out to his chest, where there was a tantalum coin given by Zong Zewei before leaving, a precious tantalum coin of the King.

Zhao Hui took it out and looked at it through the light.

Can you exchange this tantalum coin for a lot of food from the free market? Perhaps it is enough to allow Nan Nan to live a good life. For ordinary Storm people, it is already a very happy thing to have an ordinary tantalum coin.

But is Zhao Hui considered an ordinary person? Obviously not. If it were someone else, he had died eight times before Zong Zewei. Not only did he not die, he was entrusted with important tasks.

The gifts received from Zhang Mingwei were unprecedentedly strong murderous aura and inexplicable power. The wanderer I met on the roadside in the afternoon saw this extraordinary power in Zhao Hui's eyes, so he did not dare to attack but chose to escape.

Zhao Hui didn't pay attention to how fast he was at that time. He only realized after Chen Nannan rushed to start with all his might, but blocked her way before. If someone had timed, it would not exceed one fifth of a second at most.

He thought of Chen Nannan again, put the tantalum coins in his hand back into his chest pocket, patted the food hanging around his waist, and said to himself: "Let's cheat her first!"

The most urgent task is to let Chen Nannan get food and let her live well. As for what happened later, it would be useless.

Staring at the death zone nearly a thousand meters wide in front of him, he worked hard to adjust his state. Compared with the various inexplicable luck along the way, in this situation, only accurate calculations and agile actions will bring him vitality.

"one two three!"

I counted silently in my heart, gritted my teeth, rushed out from behind the low wall, and rushed towards the isolation net as quickly as possible.

Dada, the barrel of the watchtower spits out ruthless flames in the dark, and dense gunfire sounds came from afar, mixed with noisy calls.

Zhao Hui's heartbeats very fast, gasping violently, and he uses all his strength every time he jumps. He doesn't have much time, and if he can't cross the distance of about three thousand meters within ten minutes, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Today's luck seemed to have run out, and a strong beam of light fell straight on him, pushing the shadow out very long.

Dada, the gunshot continued to sound as the flames continued to sound, and Zhao Hui's slender figure continued to change direction, hoping to find a gap in the rain of bullets.

The stray bullet slid across his cheek and brought blood flowers, but it did not affect the speed. Until a bullet passed through his shoulder blades, the whole person was almost lifted off the ground.

He fell down with a plop, enduring the pain, and carefully protected the food between his hands and his waist. He could feel the piercing pain. It seemed that the mutation did not block his pain. His eyes were filled with blood and his body spasmed involuntarily.

But in the eyes of the human sentry on the city wall, the guy lying on the open space was like a dead person.

The searchlight left him tentatively, but Zhao Hui still didn't move. Sure enough, the light swept back again within one tenth of a second, obviously setting a trap for him, making him so nervous that his whole body was soaked in sweat.

After repeated two or three times, the beam finally moved away from the vicinity and swept further away. Zhao Hui did not hesitate at all, and stood up suddenly in the face of the isolation electromagnetic network and rushed over with all his strength.

The desire for life overcomes fatigue and pain. He was obviously stunned by his speed, skillfully and accurately passing through the narrow electromagnetic mesh gap. Before the wounds on his shoulders and face completely healed, he had already hidden in the scattered tent area.

The night returned to silence again, and someone stopped in the shadows and kept gasping. Behind him, you could even hear the neat footsteps of the patrol team.

After a short rest, Zhao Hui touched the place where he was injured by the bullet and found that the rupture on his shoulder had healed as before. A trace of uneasiness flashed deep in the foundation of his eyes, but it soon turned into a kind of hope and satisfaction.

"This is not a bad thing." Zhao Hui couldn't help but smile. God always likes to joke with people like a prank. He would always open a window mischievously.

I wiped the blood from my body, walked around the dense gaps in the tent several times before heading south to a remote tent door, carefully lifted the curtain and stumbled in.

"Zhao Hui, you are back..." Her well-behaved voice was a little choked, and Chen Nannan's weak body almost fell to the ground while standing up. This kind of waiting had reached the limit for her.

Zhao Hui hurriedly ran over and helped Chen Nannan up, and carefully slapped off the dust on her body with the light coming from outside.

"Nan Nan, find some food!" Zhao Hui carefully handed the food around her waist.

After hesitating for a while, he took out the tantalum coin from his arms and handed it to Chen Nannan and said, "You can take this."

"What?" Chen Nannan was surprised by the golden beauty, but she woke up immediately and quickly pushed the tantalum coin back to Zhao Hui. "You won't leave me, why do I want this thing? Besides, this tantalum coin of King is very important to you, and it is not safe to put it here."

What Zhao Hui gave her was not a tantalum coin but a hope for survival. As long as this thing is there, everything should be possible. If she dies one day, at least Chen Nannan still has a life-saving straw.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Chen Nannan didn't want to worry about Tantalum Coin anymore. Her biggest idea now is to eat quickly. She tore off a piece of bread and gently handed it to Zhao Hui.

Zhao Hui sighed helplessly and put the tantalum coins into his arms, then he whispered the bread slices on his face and started chewing, "Yeah! It's so delicious, you can eat it too!"
Chapter completed!