More than a hundred people participated in the war and jumped over four large ships.

The fight was very fierce, but there were few fatal cases in a few attacks, and there were more cases in the water.

Zhao Dejue was knocked into the water. Although this guy was not very good, he had a strong will to survive. After a long time of thrust, he successfully inserted his sword into the edge of the boat. He was so tired that he simply hung there and gasped. It was quite good, but suddenly a bandit was knocked into the water and landed next to him. The two of them looked at each other and immediately started fighting desperately.

Zhao Dezhu's fist skills were very average. He was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen after a few strokes. He was pressed into the water and drank several sips of water.

At this time, his guards should have protected him, but two of the four guards were dead, and the remaining two were besieged on the ship, so how could they care about Zhao Dezhu?

When Zhao Dezhu said that my life was over, an iron rod flew in the sky and directly penetrated into the bandit's temple.

"Thank God!"

Zhao Dezhu looked at the dead bandit and thought to himself that he had made a comeback, but he didn't know which hero was helping him.

Looking up, I saw nothing, because it was too dark, and I saw only numerous figures.

Of course, Du Yong was the one who threw the iron rod. He knocked the rod and was so excited. Seeing that Zhao Dezhu was in a critical situation, of course he had to take action.

Yang Jin knocked even more. He held a stick in both hands, his posture was like playing baseball, knocking on the bandit's waist. So far, more than a dozen have been knocked away.

Du Yong looked at Yang Jin killing all the people, and was anxious. He didn't even look for the iron stick again, and went directly to the Dawei Tianlong.

Yang Jin climbed the third level of the tower, and was almost invincible in this kind of dungeon, while Du Yong was eager to earn points. With the efforts of the two, he tied the battle without much time.

Those bandits were not stupid either. They soon discovered the two messing sticks, Yang Jin and Du Yong.

"His grandma, this big beard with iron sticks is not from our side, so be careful."

"And this numb face, kill him quickly."

Du Yong watched five or six people surrounding him, and immediately used his steps to rush to the bow of the ship to avoid the edge of the attack.

Yang Jin was also besieged. He did not run away. He continued to knock with an iron stick, just like a god of killing. He could still take time to shout: "I said you guys from Dali Temple, why don't you hold on tight?"

Captain Liu from the fifth team of the Fire Group responded: "Brothers, cheer me up!"

When he shouted, the supervisor and private guards immediately broke out.

The so-called "campaign" between cadres and the masses is a kind of momentum. Dali Temple quickly overwhelmed the bandits.

Yang Jin swept away the barrier, came to the bow of the boat, and pressed his voice to Du Yong and said, "It's almost done, it's time to leave."

Du Yongzheng was about to nod, and found a black shadow quickly coming towards Yang Jin's back: "Be careful!"

Yang Jin poked his backhand and shouted at the neck of the sneak attacker.

Logically speaking, even if the sneak attacker is not dead, he will be disabled on the spot. However, he didn't scream, but just shook it a little twice, then continued to rush forward and kicked Yang Jin's lower abdomen with his right foot.

The speed and angle of the foot are impeccable, but they do not bring energy.

Yang Jin easily sealed the rack, and took a knife and slashed the sneak attacker's cheek.

Bang!

The sneak attacker hit the edge of the ship, bounced up quickly and continued to rush forward, looking at nothing.

Yang Jin was very surprised: "What the hell is this?"

The attacker's offensive strength is not strong, but his ability to resist beating is first-class.

Du Yong pulled a small piece of iron from the bow of the boat, threw it over, and hit the forehead, but it only scratched a little skin and didn't even flow.

Looking closely, I found that the sneak attacker had a blue and white face, his eyes were scattered and unconscious, like a walking corpse.

Du Yong's heart was shocked: "Is this a zombie?"

Invulnerable to swords and guns.

Isn’t this what the merchants in the zombie case said to be described?

Yang Jin suddenly realized: "It is very likely to be arrested!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, swept his legs, tripped the zombie, grabbed his hand, and then pushed his knee hard against his back.

The zombies struggled hard, and with Yang Jin's strength, they couldn't hold it.

Du Yong was extremely excited and quickly found a chain, rushed up and tied up the zombies.

Yang Jin carried it up and soared into the air and returned to the broken wooden board.

Du Yong followed closely, without saying a word, picked up the big oar and took the zombies, and caught them in the dark, which was quite exciting.

After the wooden boards set a distance, the battle on the big ship just ended.

Dali Temple won the victory and killed all the bandits, but it also suffered a lot of losses.

Four of the nine guards died in battle. Zhao Dezhu hid in the water and escaped. Jiang Buping relied on his perseverance to support him. Tao Qingyun was lying in the corner and pretended to be dead.

The total number of private guards brought by the supervisors was over 20, and most of them died in battle.

Captain Liu counted and sat on the deck and smiled bitterly: "This is really a heavy loss!"

Tao Qingyun laughed and said, "It should be considered a great credit!"

Zhao Dezhuo died two guards and was sad: "Tao Qingyun, what's wrong with you? After so many teammates died, you actually started to think about the credit?"

Tao Qingyun didn't care: "It's a dangerous thing to be a servant in the Fire Group. Everyone should be prepared to die before they come. Their death in battle can be regarded as loyalty to the court."

Zhao Dezhuo said, "You are hiding in a corner and pretending to be dead. What qualifications are you to say such things?"

Tao Qingyun retorted: "How good can you be? Just hang it in the water and be lazy?"

Captain Liu was so distressed by their quarrels that he scolded: "Don't argue!"

Jiang Buping lit a torch and looked left and right: "Where are those two heroes just now? They won't die in battle, are they?"

Everyone knows that if those two heroes hadn't suddenly come out, they would have been wiped out this time.

Captain Liu said: "I think they are very strong and shouldn't die in battle. Everyone looked through it and I didn't see clearly what the two of them looked like, but I heard from these bandits that they seemed to be a big beard and a numb face."

Zhao Dezhu flipped over more than a dozen corpses and smiled bitterly: "There are already three big beards and two numb faces."

Jiang Buping thought for a while: "I just saw them coming with a large wooden board. There are no wooden boards around now. I guess they should have walked halfway."

Zhao Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope it is like that, and I will not leave my name for doing good deeds!"

Captain Liu clapped his hands: "Don't think so much, put away all his own bodies."

Zhao Dezhu asked: "Captain, the fourth team's ship is driving deeper. Should we go to support?"

Captain Liu shook his head: "He Muye is a steady person and should not need support. We should be serious when we hurry up and dock."

Zhao Dezhu sighed secretly.

It is impossible to work together with the fourth team and the fifth team...

The next morning.

Du Yong and Yang Jin looked at the so-called zombie tied up in front of them, and looked like scientific researchers, curious and cautious.

After they moored the shore last night, they did not stop by the lake, but rode their horses to find a small valley with streams. It was quite remote and no one should come.

Both of them stayed up all night, but they were in good spirits.

"You talk!"

Yang Jin carried the zombie's chin and was very tempted.

Du Yong smiled bitterly and said, "If he could speak, he would have spoken long ago. Judging from his expression, he would be a fool."

Yang Jin frowned: "It shouldn't be a fool, at least he can understand the order."

Du Yong guessed: "Maybe the dead soldier came and was hit by hypnosis, so he could command him in a specific way."

Yang Jin picked up the stone and hit the zombie's arm hard, and the stone was broken into several pieces: "The deceased soldier's statement makes some sense, but what's wrong with incompetence? The resistance of this skin and bone is not much worse than that of a big crocodile."

Speaking of the big crocodile, Du Yong sniffed: "He also had a medicinal smell on his body, which was similar to the big crocodile, but it wasn't that strong."

Yang Jin also sucked carefully: "I heard what you said, it's a bit like."

Du Yong patted his thighs: "The crocodile and the people behind the zombies are not in the same group, right? Aren't zombies specializing in robbing medicinal materials? If they rob them, they will feed them to the crocodile and eat some by the way."

Yang Jin's expression became very serious: "I remembered some legends in the world."

"The Legend of the Rivers and Lakes? Let's take a look at the specific story!"

Du Yong sat down and listened with scruples.

Yang Jin let out a sigh: "When I was fighting with your father, I often met strange people in the world. I heard them tell many strange stories, one of which I was deeply impressed by.

It seems that hundreds of years ago, Dayan City had not yet founded the country. There was a sect of alchemy in the world. It is said that it was for refining the immortal pill. Their methods were very extreme and cruel. They often produced some strange pills, and they would turn into monsters after taking them.

Your father and I thought it was very funny at the time, saying that there were no monsters in this world. The old man who told the story didn't care, but just smiled mysteriously and did not debate."

Du Yong was very interesting: "Is there no follow-up to that sect that refining alchemy?"

Yang Jin explained: "According to that old man, that sect was surrounded by righteous people and then disappeared."

Du Yong pinched his chin: "The story may be true. Isn't this monster in front of us?"

Yang Jin felt it made sense: "They have been developing silently for hundreds of years, and things are a bit serious."

It's really serious.

If this kind of zombie can be easily mass-produced, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Du Yong frowned: "Then how to deal with this zombie?"

Yang Jin had no good idea either. After thinking for a long time, he gave a suggestion: "Be more stable, leave it to Dali Temple, but you need to plan carefully. You are still skipping work now."
Chapter completed!