The exclamations of the survivors in Xin'an Town became the background accompaniment. A black shadow as fast as lightning set off, leaving a beautiful arc in the air passing through people's vision, and the speed of jumping and falling was so fast that it was dazzling.

After several consecutive brisk jumps, the black shadow crossed a collapsed house and fell gently to the ground. When people saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, they couldn't help but take a breath. This was a ferocious beast with a look similar to an African hyena. Now its blood-red eyes stared at the crowd in front of them, with its white sharp teeth all over its mouth, and the fishy saliva with a little white foam flowing from the corners of their mouths was so scent of people, as if it was a ferocious beast that wanted to choose people.

It is obvious that this guy is much bigger than a hyena. It is better to say that he is a Siberian tiger that looks like a canine animal, and it may be stronger than a tiger.

The survivors of Xin'an Town were all born in peacetime. Unlike the ancestors of the prehistoric era who dealt with prehistoric monsters all day long, most of them were already weak when they looked at the beast. Not to mention rushing up to fight the beasts for a life-and-death battle, many people had already started to sting their calves without taking action. The survivors all turned pale and their bodies were trembling.

He is accustomed to being a hero. Since the nuclear winter, Wu Han has accumulated several beasts, so he is naturally not as fussy as the people in Xin'an Town.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Although I don’t know what kind of guy in front of me is, if you want to deal with it, you might as well take medicine according to the prescription. As soon as I saw that the wind was not good, Wu Han quietly flashed out of the crowd and turned around to the tricycle. He reached out to the tricycle. He pulled out two steel pipes from the mezzanine of the tricycle carriage.

As the threads at both ends of the steel pipe were aligned and screwed, a sharp spear about three to five meters long appeared in front of you. The spearhead at the front of the spear showed a smooth and 45-degree sharp angle. The spear tip, which was simple and simple, also showed a bit of sharp sharpness. The body of the spear processed by the earthly blue-grown process also showed a deep blue-purple color like the sea. The main material for creating this spear is a seamless alloy steel pipe with a diameter of four to five centimeters. It took Wu Han nearly a month to forge this murderous weapon.

When Wu Han held the spear in his hand, he found the center of gravity with ease and danced it a few times. His previously fluctuating mood suddenly calmed down. Since he had obtained the weapon, Wu Han's confidence immediately surged. He turned around and turned back to his original position, focusing his cold eyes on the beast.

Cold weapons combat has extremely strict requirements on users. It is not just a person who can become a qualified soldier by simply pulling him up and giving him a weapon. It is precisely just a simple cannon fodder. Ancient military officials all said with great pain that the act of sending soldiers to the battlefield without training can be called abandonment, and abandoned son is the elegant name of cannon fodder.

Even a coward closed his eyes and killed people with his guns. However, when using cold weapons to fight face to face with the enemy, he must have extraordinary courage and skillful skills at the same time when he can see each other's eyebrows and eyes clearly.

After a long period of hard practice and research, Wu Han's skill in using spears is comparable to that of ordinary people using chopsticks to eat. Although his skills are hard to say which one is better than the legendary martial arts masters, it is definitely no problem to compete with beasts with limited wisdom. What's more, Wu Han's greater advantage lies not in weapons and skills, but in his body.

When that kind of mutation of unknown cause occurred, Wu Han appeared incomprehensible powerful forces, especially in terms of strength, endurance and explosive power, which were as powerful as non-human. Even a stone thrown casually was not inferior to a pistol at close range.

The last time he almost lost his life, he tried hard to kill the thick-skinned bear monster. Wu Han felt a lot. He deeply felt that the firepower of the light weapons was insufficient, and heavy weapons like cannons were inconvenient to maneuver, so he could only set up a fixed location. Compared with the two hatchbacks, Wu Han chose to abandon the bulky and difficult-to-operate hot weapons, and instead sought development of cold weapons. Therefore, such a spear full of murderous aura was born. But I never expected that this occasion would come in handy today, and this weapon that had never seen blood could be used.

Wu Han knew very well where these creatures that did not belong to the original world came from. He was worried that their backstage was really white and violent, so he didn't dare to provoke him. If he couldn't afford to offend the backstage boss, it doesn't mean that Wu Han had no choice but to take these lackeys.

The beasts who dared to show off their power in broad daylight looked down upon people. After preparing for the battle, Wu Han held the spear in his hand and roared suddenly. The people in Xin'an Town were scared and many people thought that another beast had come. After the roar, Wu Han jumped over the wall of the human body. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he tried his best to stab the spear directly in front of him.

"Go to die!"

"Crack! Puff..."

A muffled sound like tearing apart leather was followed by a terrifying sound of high-pressure liquid splashing out from the sealed container, and finally a heavy impact sound a few seconds later.

When Wu Han waved his spear and walked away from the right, he cleverly pushed away the sharp claws of the beast's protruding from the right, and pierced its neck with one blow. After the spear hit the vital point of the target, Wu Han still did not stop attacking. He continued to work hard, and with his arms, he used his strength to lift the injured beast into the air in one go. When the dripping blood splashed down the beast's neck, the painful howling sounded across the sky, and no one would suspect that Wu Han had won the battle.

This spectacular scene with blood splattering everywhere is undoubtedly full of the glory of the moment rendered by violent aesthetics, and will inevitably remain in the depths of the audience's memory for a long time.

Accompanied by the screams from the crowd around, until the hateful beast fell to the ground and swallowed its last breath. Even the chance to struggle to death was not obtained, he died under Wu Han's spear without any resistance. Seeing this scene, the survivors of Xin'an Town present could not help but feel silent. No one knew that he should comment on Wu Han's feat. Everyone who was fainted by thunder only had one thought in their minds. This guy was too powerful and must not make him angry.

No matter which of these three is reached, once they reach the extreme, they will naturally form an overwhelming advantage over all opponents. In the pre-war era, in a certain movie, the false proposition that all martial arts are strong and only fast is not broken, which seems to give too many novices a verbal speech. They pretend to be very deep and then recite this sentence, as if they have obtained the true meaning of the universe. In fact, what is only fast is not broken, and this is said is equivalent to not saying it. For warriors, it is far less simple and practical than the ancient proverb of one force to reduce ten goals.
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