Chapter 434 Trap

Li Ping knew very well that if Fang Jian was gone, his descendants would be the reliance of these core figures.

You Ren shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law, how could that happen? Brother Jian will definitely be fine. I have sent Li Jian and Peng Gang to the battlefield to find clues. An Fu and the special forces are also looking for it with all their might. However, when Brother Jian comes back, if something happens to Sister-in-law Ouyang, how should we explain it?"

After a while of a silence, Li Ping waved helplessly and said, "You go and arrange it!"

Outside the base gate, Li Jun and You Ren bid farewell to Liu Bin. He had to rush back to Meishan Town, where there were still 20,000 or 30,000 refugees that needed to be resettled. Liu Bin said to them: "You should make plans quickly and strive to hold a meeting in two days. I will arrive on time."

After seeing Liu Bin off, Li Jun said to You Ren: "Brother Ren, your proposal is very good, but have you figured out how to arrange Ouyang Jing?"

"I'm still thinking, but I plan to arrange Chen Changqing's wife together in the name of company, and my people will serve as the guard," You Ren said lightly.

Li Jun didn't say anything more, and the intelligence department sent personnel to guard him, which could basically be foolproof.

Fang Jian was currently traveling between the mountains and the village. The meridians on his arm had been connected, and the broken bones were growing slowly. However, the wound on Weizai's body had healed. It seemed that he would be healed soon. I just don't know if it would leave a scar.

"What did this guy leave for me?"

Fang Jian muttered to himself and looked at the backpack that Wang Anfu gave him.

These were all the backpacks that An Fu had temporarily put on hastily, a short nine-five assault rifle, six magazines, an exquisite bone crossbow, twenty short steel arrows, an intercom, a military dagger, and two grenades. Fang Jian smiled bitterly, but this guy didn't even hold any food.

There was a 92 pistol on his waist and a fire dragon sword on his back. Wu hooked one and there was one left. There were still ten polished crocodile teeth in his pocket. It seemed that he had no shortage of weapons, but there was no food.

There was a small village in the valley ahead. Fang Jian decided to go and look for some food. He didn't want to waste his time hunting in the forest.

Several dry zombies in the village were quickly dealt with by Fang Jian. They found some edible marinated meat in the villagers' houses. The rice and other food had long been moldy, which reminded Fang Jian of the days when he escaped from the mountains, and only Weizai was around him.

After simply packing the food, Fang Jian began to set traps in this village. This is the purpose of Fang Jian coming here. Although he temporarily got rid of Dracula's tracking, he would definitely find himself. This is the nature of mutual generation and restraint. If he wanted to find Dracula, he would definitely do it.

There is a tall camphor tree next to the road. A motorcycle was hung with a thick rope and a rotary tiller. The narrow passage was filled with plastic buckets of various sizes, filled with various fuels, gasoline, diesel, and cooking oils found in various farmhouses. A grenade was pressed on the bottom of the plastic bucket, and a thin steel wire buckled the grenade pull ring was connected to the opposite wall. As for whether you can get something, Fang Jian didn't care, anyway, you're going to hit a pole if you have dates or not.

After leaving enough breath for himself and Weizai, Fang Jian took Weizai away from the small village. Before leaving, he carved a few big words on the wall: I am still here, Fang Jian.

Half an hour later, Dracula brought more than thirty S3s and two S4s to the village. Dracula looked at the lifeless village suspiciously. The breath left by Fang Jian and Weizai stimulated it. After a moment of hesitation, he directed more than thirty S3s into the village.

After receiving the instructions, S3 rushed up and jumped into the village. A cement road of about four meters passed through the village, and most of the S3s were squeezed on this road.

Bang, the rope under the camphor tree was tripped, and the red 125 motorcycle and heavy rotary tiller fell from the tree more than ten meters high and smashed towards the corpse group. S3's reaction was quick and dispersed quickly. The motorcycle hit the concrete ground heavily and exploded with a loud bang.

Unexpectedly, the motorcycle was hit, the remaining gasoline in the fuel tank exploded, and the motorcycle parts flew around.

Although s3 disperses according to instinct, the village road is so wide, which only prevents the motorcycle from hitting directly. The exploded motorcycle parts swept across the corpse group. S3 is basically on all fours, and the key points are within the range of the motorcycle parts.

The three S3s were swept down immediately, and it also affected the few S3s behind them. One wheel smashed down a living zombie and rolled out happily. The parts splashed by the rotary tiller also injured several unlucky S3s. Although it failed to cause serious damage, this result was something Fang Jian never expected.

Three smashed zombies struggled on the ground, and several injured S3s hesitated. Dracula screamed with a gloomy face. The three disabled S3s were immediately dismembered by two S4s, and the red crystals in their brains and brains were sent to Dracula.

Dracula's face was blue, and the green eyes shot out cold light. At this moment, another loud bang, and then a raging fire ignited. The grenade buried under the oil barrel of Fang Jian was tripped. Dracula's face became even colder, and she withdrew from the burning village with the remaining S3.

Outside the two hills, Fang Jian looked at the thick smoke coming out of the village. He knew that Dracula said, Humph, little thing, I'm slowly grinding you stupid guys to death. It's a pity that there was no sniper. Fang Jian looked at the short 95 short ascent rifle in his hand with regret.

The fire was burning, and S3 destroyed three more, and the rest were covered in dust and dust. Dracula stood on the edge of the fire, with two tall S4s beside him, looking at the hill where Fang Jian was located with resentful eyes.

On the top of the mountain, Fang Jian gently moved his left shoulder and looked at the direction where Dracula was. He smiled slightly, and there were six red dots in his mind. Hehe, these idiots, let's play slowly! Hey, with his legs pinched Weizai's belly and continued to move towards the northeast forest.

The night was dark, Fang Jian found a mountain to rest for a while, and after dealing with Dracula for a day, he was really sleepy and tired. However, he had worn out more than ten S3s in front and back, and it was worth it. He had less than ten red light spots in his mind.

Dracula was unable to keep up for the time being. Fang Jian set up a trap and an alarm device and hid under a big tree to meditate. Weizai was not around at the moment. Fang Jian knew that this guy was looking for his own dinner.

Fang Jian did not use the blue crystal anymore. He already liked the surging energy in the crystal. At critical moments, he could absorb the energy of heaven and earth to treat injuries. The internal organs were basically healed, and his arms could move slightly, which was simply unimaginable in the past.

The moonlight shone on Fang Jian through the sparse leaves. The air was extremely fresh and the stars were shining in the sky. Fang Jian took a few deep breaths of air and looked at the night sky with twinkling stars. It seemed that tomorrow would be another good weather. Humph, the living zombies could not be seen. Tomorrow will continue to wander around the mountains and forests, turning the mountains and forests into battlefields for killing living zombies. No, it is a huge trap to devour living zombies.

(End of this chapter)

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