Chapter 218 Outbreak (please collect)

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Feng took the man's hand tightly and was nervous, "Where else can we go now?"

"Is it the hiding place of Ye Xuanji?" Feng Junyang stepped in front of the man in black and said stubbornly, "I'd rather die in the Feng family compound than go with you!" If you want to escape, let me tell you that if you go out of the door of the Feng family, not only can I not protect you, but you will also become the public enemy of everyone and will deal with you, including me! Your son will also regard you as an enemy!"

Mrs Feng was stunned, in a dilemma, and turned her eyes to the man in black.

Yan looked at the three coldly. He knew that he was superfluous here at this time. The three of them needed some time to explain. Now was not the time for him to take action. He brushed by the man in black and deliberately hit him hard. The man in black did not move. Yan'an felt as if he had hit a mountain. If the wind asked Bai's old body, he would definitely be knocked a few feet away by Yan'an... Yan'an snorted coldly, slammed the door and came out to the noisy and chaotic gate of the wind house.

He left three people with their own minds and faced each other awkwardly.

"Why?" Feng Junyang's heart is like a knife. Usually, his gentle father, Feng Wenbai, can actually open a door, and he is dressed in black and masked. He can resist Yan'an's hard collision... If this person is placed in front of everyone, is he still the elegant god of wine in their hearts?

"I will explain it to you. It's all for you..." The man in black pulled off the defense on his face and showed a pale face, Feng Wenbai!

Feng Junyang laughed with tears. He really felt the feeling of miraculously seeing his father alive after Ma Ben lost his father. This was not a surprise, not a reunion after a long separation, but a kind of irony... A kind of pain, a kind of subversion, he felt that his world was dark in an instant.

"For me?" He said with tears, "If it's for me, you should be a decent man and make wine... without becoming the public enemy of Wanhu City..."

"I'm telling you now that the missing person in Wanhu City has nothing to do with me!" Feng asked Bai coldly. He put on his headgear again, took Mrs. Feng's arm and said, "Let's go, Shufang, I'll take you out of here."

"I..." Mrs. Feng looked at Feng Junyang and had no idea for a moment.

Yan An came here. His speed can be described as amazing. Feng Junyang has never seen such a running person. His feet seem to be off the ground and rise in the air, but his body is leaning forward, his arms are also swinging, and his limbs are working hard together, like a running leopard.

"Wow..." With a sound, Yan'an flew over from a few feet away, and Feng Wenbai was also stunned on the spot. Could it be that Yan'an was...

"Oh..." When Yan An landed, Feng Junyang obviously heard a muffled sound in his throat. No, it was a cry, like the cry of a beast.

"Yan'an..." Feng Junyang was surprised, "Your speed..."

Yan An looked at Feng Wenbai coldly, and then sighed, "No one can leave!"

"Why? You shouldn't interfere in our business!" Feng asked Bai angrily, "Is that why you came here? You took advantage of my son's trust in you, and you... you are actually..."

"What are you talking about?" Feng Junyang said impatiently, "Who is using me? Isn't it you? Use my kindness and my family affection! Maybe you have known for a long time that I am not your own son!"

"Yang Yang! What are you talking about? Mrs. Feng was shocked!

"Don't say anything! We can't go out!" Yan'an pointed to the chaotic scene outside, and the howls and gunshots from time to time sounded creepy. Yan'an said with a solemn face, "The 700 people missing in Wanhu City are here!"

"Are they all back?" Feng Junyang said happily, "Just come back! Just come back!"

Yan'an pulled up Feng Junyang and instantly arrived at the courtyard wall of Feng's house. Feng Junyang was shocked. He asked, "Just now, was you who brought me from chasing the moon? Is that you?"

"It's me." Yan An said coldly, "Don't ask me why. I just found my potential. All this is attributed to the pursuit of the moon... Let's not talk about it, you see!"

Feng Junyang stood on the high wall and followed Yan An's guidance, and couldn't help shivering!

He just thought that there was a riot between the people in the West City. Commander Ouyang and the people were subduing them. Unexpectedly, he was stunned at this!

From the west, there were hundreds of people, with several rows of boys and girls walking in front of them, followed by young men and women. Their clothes were worn out, some clothes were torn into strips, some were torn sleeves, trouser legs, and clothes were covered with scars... Their bodies, with dust marks, like a group of Tramp.

But their pace is the same, swinging left and right, walking slowly, some are as fast as the wind, and their hands are shaking awkwardly back and forth, as if the joints are broken, and their faces have no expression and their eyes are empty. They came from the west in a team, tearing and biting them when they saw people...

The people who could run ran wildly in front of them, while the old, weak and sick became the food of this group of people... They caught one and tore it crazily. Several people gathered together and made a horrible chewing sound...

"Are they all missing people in Wanhu City?" Feng Junyang said, "Yan'an, have you ever seen zombies?"

"I haven't seen it." Yan An shook his head and said.

"They are zombies!" Feng Junyang said nervously, "You can let the people who let them shoot at this group of people, but they didn't feel pain and hit them as if it was okay..."

"They will also 'turn over the sand'?" Yan'an asked, "Do they have the same ability?"

"What are you talking about? What's 'turning sand'? Feng Junyang heard this word for the first time.

"Just now, I didn't avoid the bullet you fired. Do you really think I caught your bullet? Wrong! The bullet you shot did fly to Ren Fang, but Ren Fang did not die!" Yan An explained, "The distance between the two of you is only two meters, and the probability that you will be hit is 100%! Ren Fang used this trick to change the bullet you hit elsewhere... It can be on the tree or on the roof. If you don't mind, it can be on your mother's body..."

"So strange! No, they're coming!" Feng Junyang couldn't bear to see the fleeing people being eaten by zombies. In the sound of gunfire and howls, Wanhu City is like a slaughter city, experiencing a baptism of blood.

"This is the spell in Luban Book! If you are interested, you can go to my master's grave and take out the Book of Luban! I'll explain it to you when I have time!" Yan An looked at the approaching zombies and asked, "Why is it fatal?"

"The only effective way is to hit the head!" Feng Junyang said, "Yan An, the headshot will be more bloody and cruel, but I tell you that they are dead now! They were infected by some kind of virus, or were artificially implanted into some kind of virus, which made them happen. In fact, they are dead people..."

"Fraud corpse? Just like after my master and mother-in-law died?" Yan An said, "So it's a corpse! It's really cruel to blow up the head of a corpse! Look, they are rotting!"

When a group of zombies passed under the wall of Fengjiayuan, Feng Junyang smelled a rotten smell. Looking carefully, those people's bodies had purple and black spots, and they were indeed rotting.

"Look, like me!" Feng Junyang shot with a gun. In an instant, a stench came, and the head of a young man zombie under their feet was beaten in half!

"I'll do it!" Yan An grabbed the gun and fired several shots in a row, and several zombies fell down.

"There are no bullets." Yan An said regretfully.

Feng Junyang looked at the group of people in front of him, who were still shooting randomly at the zombie team. He shouted in a long voice, "Shit their heads! Headshot!"

When the people with long guns heard Feng Junyang's call, they raised their guns and shot the zombies in the head. For a moment, the flesh and blood flew, and the gunfire kept coming. Feng Junyang and Yan'an couldn't open their eyes. There was blood red in front of them, and their faces were full of splashing flesh and blood!

"Go down!" Yan An pulled up Feng Junyang, and the two skimmed the zombie team and fell between the zombie team and the Ren Fang team.

"Give me the gun!" Feng Junyang grabbed a soldier's machine gun.

"Ah--" Feng Junyang picked up the machine gun, stopped in front of the zombie team, roared, and shot a shuttle of bullets. The soldiers behind him saw the effect and handed over a gun. Feng Junyang kept hissing. With the sound of the gun, the zombies fell to the ground in front of him, and he stood in a pool of blood.

The sound of gunfire continued, the voice of the zombies was dull and thick, and the earth seemed to tremble for it.

"No more! Stop it!" Yan'an shouted, and all the zombies fell to the ground. Feng Junyang was still hissing and shooting. The gunshots continued. No one spoke. Even Ren Fang was stunned by Feng Junyang's sudden outbreak and the bodies all over the ground.

"Stop!" Yan'an roared, "Feng Junyang!"

Feng Junyang suddenly fired several shots at the sky, then threw down the gun and slowly fell to the ground.

He felt that it was getting dark, and everything around him was quiet, so quiet that he could hear the sound of his blood flow. He felt like an executioner, the boys and girls who fell in front of him, the short bodies, and the posture of falling seemed to be like withered flowers...

"Feng Junyang! Wake up!" Yan'an shouted, and Ren Fang looked at all this coldly, waved his hand to command his people and people to leave. Everyone faded like a tide and was silent.

"Wake up!" Yan'an shook the wind and handsomely. He knew that this mountain-like man's fragile nerves finally collapsed.

In a moment, the wind woke up, and there were only corpses left in the empty street, "Are you all gone?" He asked.

"It's all safe." Yan'an said, "It's your credit."

"Yan'an, let's go! Go to the cellar of our Feng family!"

"What are you doing?"

"Move out all the aged wine of the Fengjia!"