Safety has been guaranteed to a certain extent, and Fang Lin has become completely interested.

As he went back and forth with the mutated creatures, he obviously felt that his combat ability was improving.

This kind of improvement does not mean that the power has increased or the speed has increased. There is actually no change in these, but it is obvious that the mutated creatures can basically not attack him.

The movements in the hands, the movements of the legs, and other movements including jumping, turning, retreating, and advancing are becoming more and more smooth.

Fang Lin knew that he was beginning to adapt to the battle.

Kung fu is really not something you practice in the gym, but something you use to do.

Only through actual combat can we continuously adjust the subtle muscle movements, adapt to the ever-changing force-making skills, integrate them into muscle memory, and combat skills. These details are the real essence.

"I believe that the young master has really learned kung fu not long... He is really born with divine power and has the highest qualifications!"

In the underground shelter, Hu Delong looked at Fang Lin in the surveillance, his eyes twitched, but he also said with conscience.

Unlike outsiders like Fang Tianlin and Butler Zhou who watch the fun, he, as an expert, thinks of tricks.

He could accurately discover Fang Lin's unfamiliarity at the beginning, or he could see Fang Lin's progress that could be said to be visible to the naked eye.

This speed of progress surprised him, and at the same time, he was extremely envious of Fang Lin's natural divine power. This is really not something that can be practiced after tomorrow.

For these mutant creatures that are much more ferocious than lions and tigers, he is confident that if he replaces the square scales in the field with him, he can still do this level, and even within the same time, he can kill more mutant creatures like Fanglin.

However, this time will not be too long because he does not have so much strength to hold on for longer. With all his strength, he will be exhausted after a while of killing. In addition, a lot of skills are required to save energy during the killing process.

Fang Lin was different. His strength seemed to be continuous. After so long, he could not see any weakening trend. Moreover, his skills were really clumsy. He could achieve the goal by spending only one effort, but he didn't care at all. He just used three efforts and almost arrogant methods to achieve the same goal.

He is far from himself in this regard.

Hu Delong comforted himself in his heart, but he had to admit that skills can be learned and improved, but his strength cannot be achieved...

"In fact, with the continuous fighting, the skills of this square scale are also steadily improving. This should be because Li Mu had taught him before, but he never had the chance to fight in practice."

"Through high-intensity combat, his skills will continue to improve until he masters all the skills he can master, and then slowly approaches my level."

"At that time, with the terrifying power that Fang Lin possesses and the skills he masters, I seem to be completely unsatisfied..."

"Also, his actions are so agile... Even if I have a gun, I'm not sure I can get him right away..."

After realizing some things, Hu Delong's slightly stubborn head finally lowered slightly.

He is a person who admires the strong, but the strong never refers to a certain person. He originally thought that a disaster had happened and without the constraints of money and various rules, he could...

Forget it, don't be dying...especially, mutant creatures appear strangely. Humans should share the same hatred of the enemy now, let's take a look first...

He sighed in his heart, curbing some thoughts of growing wildly some time ago.

Fang Lin didn't know that his battle had affected a lot of things. He was fighting with all his attention, temporarily forgot the game, forgetting the mission, and only thinking about his body and the knife in his hand.

His brain was running rapidly, planning for the next knife, the next kick, the next move, the next dodge, the next attack point...

The role of the 2-point mental function is not only to strengthen memory, but also to open the gap with ordinary people in terms of brain computing, but the external manifestation of this gap is not obvious.

However, manpower is still limited after all, or his physical fitness at this time is not enough to give him a long battery life. As he fights, the feeling of being unable to sustain power finally appears.

However, the mutated creatures will not stop attacking because of their lack of strength. In fact, because the battle is very moving, it has attracted more and more mutated creatures nearby to gather around them.

"Bastards, are you three dead?" He approached the tank and slapped the alloy knife in his hand hard.

"I said that when I destroy the mutant creatures and then notify them, you are really stupid to wait? Didn't you see that I've kicked the weapon box to their door?!"

"There have been mutant creatures coming over and cannot be eliminated. I will notify them immediately to get the weapons and I will attract the attention of the mutant creatures!"

The tank was almost sealed, but it had sound transmission equipment. When Fang Lin heard the angry shout, the three people who were almost obsessed with the battle inside came back to their senses and immediately notified the guards of Sanctuary No. 1 to open the door to get weapons.

After Fang Lin finished scolding, he did not stay there.

Because of these few scoldings, more mutant creatures have attracted once again, which has exceeded his ability to bear. He needs to go to Sanctuary No. 1 to avoid the edge and calm down.

Just so happened that when he ran quickly and was about to arrive at the gate of Shelter No. 1, a crack was slightly exposed at the gate. A guard poked out half of his body with a gun and nervously observed the situation around him.

"The mutated creatures around me are here. There is no danger on your side. Two people come out to move the weapons back!" Fang Lin said loudly while running.

"Yes!" The guard immediately greeted back, and two figures rushed out quickly and moved the weapon box not far from the door.

"Young Master, hurry up!"

Finally, they had some vision and saw that Fang Lin was also ready to run into the shelter to avoid the edge. He did not close the door, but waited at the door to help Fang Lin suppress some firepower.

"You go in, it's okay to have the door open, I'll close it! Please be careful with the tanks. After I go in, shoot a shot in the appropriate position to shock them, don't let them gather at the door!"

Seeing that his voice attracted more and more mutant creatures, Fang Lin finally shouted, not daring to speak anymore, and ran to the gate as soon as possible.

There was only more than twenty meters left, and at the speed of Fang Lin was nothing. He quickly ran into Sanctuary No. 1 and closed the door.

The tank did not lose its chain this time. After the gate of Sanctuary No. 1 was closed, it exploded not far outside the door, killing many mutant creatures, and also shocked the mutant creatures around, making them avoid them.
Chapter completed!