Chapter 118: Gambling - Prophet!
"I don't know, I can't remember it." Feeling the strange pressure being released, Liu Feng did not dare to act rashly, so he had to follow the words of the handsome man.
If the handsome man knew that the "second-level corpse king" in front of him was the leader of human beings, what wonderful expression would he have?
Liu Feng remembers that when he entered his spiritual world, the golden crystal floating, which was condensed into the corpse-turned-self and the former self who was an evolved person, because he had died once, or was resurrected once, led to an inexplicable change in his body and became a new human.
Maybe it is because I have been melted by a corpse that this inexplicable pressure is applied to me.
"But, how could you appear in a human place?" The man stared at Liu Feng tightly, as if he wanted to see the answer from Liu Feng's eyes.
"You won't be able to smell the bloody smell, right?" After his brain ran rapidly for three seconds, Liu Feng gave an answer, an answer that a zombie could accept.
"So that's it. My information liquid locked a woman. I didn't expect that there was a whole city of humans here. Why not stay with me and be my subordinates and enjoy this delicious human flesh together."
A woman... Qiu Wanru! Liu Feng sighed secretly. The person who could provoke this number of zombies in the base was Qiu Wanru. She was from the Chinese Federation, and only she could do this.
Liu Feng felt very uncomfortable now. The man in front of him could strangle himself as if he had strangled a chick at any time, without any effort. Even if the man in front of him did not pinch himself, the zombies around him could strangle him many times.
Run? You may be able to run away, but those people at the base cannot.
"Do you know that humans have a game?" Liu Feng's hand slowly reached into his arms.
"What game?" The man was interested. It was obvious that zombies usually had no entertainment except chasing people and eating people.
“Round the dice.”
After saying that, Liu Feng threw out the dice in his pocket.
That's not an ordinary dice. At least ordinary dice cannot be killed by Liu Feng in seconds at level 3.88.
"Five o'clock, just right!" The familiar treacherous smile rang in Liu Feng's head again.
"Don't fucking nonsense, hurry up!!" Liu Feng couldn't help but curse directly. The voice was very ungrateful, which made Liu Feng very impatient. It seemed that he was born to anger others.
"Five o'clock, the bet is established. You will become a prophet! After the time limit, you will contribute all your strength in the week!"
"What's the matter?" Liu Feng shook the points last time at three points, and he said in a strange voice: "Sun." If it weren't for the words "sunrise" and "sunset" that appeared in Liu Feng's mind at the same time, Liu Feng would have really cursed with this dice...
"What are you talking to yourself?" The handsome man asked in confusion when he saw Liu Feng's angry and confused manner.
"I'm talking to myself..." Bang!!! With a loud bang, Liu Fengmu swung all his strength to the handsome man's face.
The power was so great that the sports car under her feet had a little pit.
Click! The handsome man directly caught Liu Feng's fist and pulled it down slightly. Liu Feng's arm hung down as weakly as a puppet doll. He actually broke Liu Feng's arm directly.
The bones sprouted from the outside of Liu Feng's arm, and the blood sheds from the streams was also brought out.
Generally speaking, only humans have things like blood.
"Oh? Are you a human????" The handsome man sniffed the smell of blood. The blood with extremely fishy smell in the nose of a human is the fragrance of delicious food in the nose of a zombie.
Liu Feng's blood dripped down the wound, causing a stir.
Level 3 blood is simply an irresistible delicacy for zombies. Even the handsome man couldn't help it. He grabbed Liu Feng's head with his other hand, trying to taste a bite of the delicacy.
In his eyes, there is not much difference between Liu Feng’s level 3 or level 2. As long as he is a human, he is his food.
Liu Feng's head was held in his hand by a handsome man and twisted gently, as if he was afraid that he would overpower Liu Feng's deliciousness.
"The bet on the prophet will take effect!"
"Just come?" At this time, Liu Feng's head was almost pulled off, and Liu Feng could feel a clicking sound from his throat.
After the bet prophet took effect, Liu Feng felt that his head was turned back, as if his head was taken off and forced back.
"What are you talking to yourself?" The handsome man returned to the moment he asked Liu Feng's question. As if nothing had happened, Liu Feng withdrew his hand in disappointment.
"No, why do I feel like I should kill you?" Although affected by the prophet effect, the handsome man still saw some clues and punched Liu Feng.
How could Liu Feng, who was prepared, let him hit him in one go? Liu Feng turned sideways confidently.
Bang! This punch hit Liu Feng's chest and directly pulled Liu Feng's heart out...
"The bet on the prophet will take effect!"
"What are you talking to yourself?...What did you do to me?" Bang! Bang bang! The handsome man reacted and directly beat Liu Feng into three pieces in a row.
"The bet on the prophet will take effect!"
"What are you talking to yourself? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"The bet on the prophet will take effect!"
"What are you talking to yourself?..." Ah!!! Bang bang bang bang bang bang!! The handsome man grabbed Liu Feng's leg and smashed it to the ground like a pile driver.
"The bet on the prophet will take effect!"
"What are you talking to yourself?" Ah!! Puchi!!! Puchi!! Puchi!! Puchi!! The man used his hand as a knife and repeatedly stabbed Liu Feng into his body, stabbing Liu Feng into a sieve.
When Liu Fenggang was immersed in the wonders of the new skill, he had been killed at least ten times.
Rather than saying it is a prophet, it is better to say that it is the countless possibilities that happened next by Liu Feng. It is just that it is for Liu Feng and the parties involved to experience it personally, extremely cruel...
"What are you talking to yourself?" The handsome man said this and was about to attack Liu Feng, and once again crushed Liu Feng's bones and ashes to relieve the hatred in his heart!!
Chapter completed!