Chapter 238: stop

During the speech, the convoy was still moving forward, seeming to ignore all the dangers around it, which meant that it had to pass the customs forcibly.
Just when the convoy passed halfway and there were oil tankers and large trailers left, people on both sides of the hillsides instantly appeared all around, directly surrounded by water.
One by one, they are no longer hot weapons, but cold weapons.
Long swords and short spears, swords and soft whips, are different.
Especially Fei, standing in front of Yang Hao, with a weapon in his hand, was extremely bright, still reflecting the flames in the acid rain.
"Crunch!"
"Crunch!"
A series of brakes sounded, and the cabin was dark, even with their LED headlights, it was difficult to see what was inside.
Above the carriage, one can see the strong men wearing armor, exuding a frightening atmosphere, it seems that even acid rain cannot fall on the body.
"Wow..."
"Boom boom boom..."
The sound of rain beating on the ground and carriages hovered in people's ears, as if everyone was frozen, without any movement.
In the silence, Yang Hao was surrounded by a faint yellow halo, which cut off all the acid rain.
Holding a blizzard hammer that is almost transparent but reflecting countless rays of light, wearing a suit with a hideous appearance, standing in front of f10, facing the thirty people in front of him.
They don't touch their bodies in rain, their eyes are cold, their expressions are solemn, they are armed with a mountain of momentum, and most of them are fourth-level experts.
The strength of the people on both sides is almost the same, that is, there are more powerful people, not too powerful people.
However, what he didn't expect was that several familiar people were mixed in it. Such as Song Candao in the City of Hope, Sword God Grid Night in the Voice of Fate, and Holy Light in the City of Dawn.
At this moment, the strength has increased a lot, standing on both sides, can no longer become the protagonist.
Perhaps it is related to their failure once.
Otherwise, they are all leaders with 100,000 survivors, so how can they not have any status?
Maybe in the end times, no one cares about identity, but more about strength.
If you have great strength, you can easily kill the leader of the 100,000 survivor territory, and you can also be the lord.
This is the last days of Chi Guoguo, in a world where the weak and the strong eat the flesh, everything is to live for himself.
Yang Hao also gathered a group of people for himself and to find his parents.
The only difference is that he has a bottom line and will not bully others arbitrarily.
However, if it is for resources, grabbing some is nothing.
"Marshal, Yang Hao?"
Standing opposite Yang Hao, a big man holding a spear, with a long scar on the corner of his brow, asked coldly.
When the words fall, take a step forward.
In an instant, the acid rain in the entire sky vibrated, and the red rain on the earth oscillated in all directions.
There is the momentum to force people, the first to win!
It feels that there are thousands of troops, with his foot falling, oppressing Yang Hao.
If you change to another person, you can't bear it at this moment, fly out and roll to the ground.
But what he faced was Yang Hao, a strong man who killed tens of thousands of zombies in hundreds of battles.
Not to mention the oppressive aura, even if he really rushes over, he is not afraid.
It looks like a rock, standing in the middle of the road, like a monument, motionless.
Only his eyes flickered, as if waiting for others.
Fang Qingqing, Cai Jing, Qiao Sanqiang and the others in the car face the square faintly, wearing armor and holding weapons, like statues, motionless.
"Grass mud horse, Yang Hao, what are you? Lead a few people and occupy Jinling. It is not allowed-we enter, you must apologize!"
"Little bastard, the little gangster who got out of the hole! There is nothing else to say, immediately release Chen An, and grandpa will give you a whole body!"
"Hahaha, just such a small number of people, have they been eaten by zombies in Jinling City? I just figured it out today, it's a bit late!"
"Hand over Chen An immediately, and hand over the research results, or we will take it ourselves, and those beautiful subordinates of yours will have to endure many tricks!"
...
The foot of the leader fell, and the rest of the surrounding people suddenly rushed out with various words.
How ugly, how to greet the eighteenth generation of ancestors, how to say.
Taking the upper hand in words, forcing Yang Hao and others to make mistakes, kill them in one fell swoop!
And while yelling, he approached a little bit forward, as if he was about to do something.
Sitting in the cab, Chu Xiaoxiao, Chu Luoluo and others, faced this kind of oppression, deeply felt anger.
In the last days, one by one does not want to work hard to live, but to fight for the vaccine, just for their own benefit.
Of course, besides anger, there is tension and fear.
Human beings are different from zombies. They not only possess combat power, but more importantly, possess wisdom. That kind of civil war inside the wall, outside the station outside the aura of waste.
Despite this, there was still a gap in the car window, waiting for Fang Qingqing's order.
When they were nervous, the masters standing in the car were calm and relaxed, without even turning their necks.
His complexion was cold and fearless.
This is the courage and aura of being a strong man!
Yang Hao and others didn't move at all, their expressions did not change, as if they hadn't heard them.
Such a feeling of helplessness towards Niu playing the piano really chilled everyone around, the curse gradually subsided, and the pace stopped.
At this moment, the air gradually calmed down.
However, the sound was quiet, but the atmosphere was extremely suppressed, and it seemed that even the acid rain in the sky had become much smaller, and he did not dare to fall.
Even the gun leader with explosive momentum, stopped at this moment and slowly raised his spear.
Twenty people around him raised their weapons one by one, and the storm gathered and stopped the wind and rain around him.
A series of LED lights gathered on Yang Hao. Although bright, they had no effect on him.
Their actions drew other people instantly, standing around the car one by one, raising their weapons, ready to kill.
Only by killing the marshals can you get Chen An, get the t virus vaccine, and become the master of the new era.
This is the result of everyone’s research for a few days, and everyone is so psychological now.
When the atmosphere was tense and about to explode, Yang Hao suddenly spoke:
"Do you have any brains? It's still a donkey hoof. I have already told Luo Youshui how to suppress the onset of t virus. Although the vaccine has been researched, it has not yet been produced. Didn't you listen to the radio?
The sound shook the world and almost reached everyone's ears.
In an instant, all the people who were pressing hard and preparing to do it were all stunned.
Unexpectedly, the first words of the indifferent young marshals who had just faced various threats turned out to be compromise.
Unable to look at each other, he took off his momentum and got ready to talk.
"Boy, you are very promising, we should talk!"
"Hahaha, it should have been this way, and what kind of awesome pretense with our twenty level 4 warriors!"
"Come on, kneel on the ground, we teach you how to be a devout surrender!"
Many people relax their will and are ready to teach Yang Hao, but they suddenly hear a deafening voice:
"Kill, don't keep one!"