Zombie Evolution System

The two people collided with each other for several minutes.

boom!The two fists collided again.

Wen Du quickly distanced himself from him, shaking his slightly swollen hand.Emma, ​​it hurts.

"Friend, you can't beat me like this, take out your weapon." The owner reminded with a smile.

The system quickly healed the hand.

"Really?" Wen Du looked at his hand, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, raised his head and said, "Come again."

"It's so courageous." The owner of the museum praised, and collided with Wen Du again.

While enduring the pain, Wen Du gritted his teeth and smashed at the owner.Before Wendu could react, the owner raised his leg and kicked Wendu on the shoulder.

Wen Du only felt that a huge force hit his shoulder.As soon as the pain nerves refuted the perception to the brain, the body ran to the side due to inertia.

"Hehe." The curator stood there with his hands folded: "Young man, you have a lot of courage, but you don't know how to use it flexibly."

"Really?" Wen Du shook his sore arm, secretly letting the system keep healing.

"You have missed the best time to attack me, next, please take it seriously."

After finishing speaking, Wendu attacked the main hall again.

The owner of the pavilion was surprised, because no matter what moves he made, Wen seemed to be able to predict them in advance, and he could always avoid them.

Wen Du has already launched an investigation, and he also wants to learn more fighting skills, otherwise he would have taken out his knife long ago.

Two minutes later, he fought dozens of tricks with the host.Also found that the owner has no new moves.

He punched the owner back, shook his head in disappointment and said, "Master, it's time to send you on your way, let's go!" After finishing speaking, he put his hands on his back.

As soon as he grabbed it, the scabbard dagger appeared in Wen Du's hand.He took it in front of him and shook it twice with his hand: "I'm starting."

"Bong at any time... uh!" While the owner was speaking, the blade slashed across his neck.

Wen Du flicked the knife in his hand, and it disappeared in his hand.

There was no panic on his face, nor was there any fear of death, on the contrary, there was a smile on his face.

He covered his neck with his left hand, gave a thumbs up with his right hand, and tried to say to Wen Du, "Severe...severe...severe!"

"Bang!" The last word was spit out, and the body fell to the ground.

Looking at the curator who fell on the ground, looking at the blood flowing from his fingers, Wen Du didn't know if he was doing the right thing.

If people are not for themselves, heaven and earth will perish.He just silently took out his mobile phone: "Zonghuang, Taihe Martial Arts Hall, bury him well."

Then put away the phone, shook his head, and walked to the next mission location.

……

"Brother, is it the Worm Emperor again?" A man wearing sunglasses asked.

"Yeah," the bearded man stroked his stubble, "it's just that the worm emperor seems a little unhappy?"

Then he stood up: "Whatever it is, let's go quickly, where is the fifth?"

"Brother, where is the fifth shit?" A man with sunglasses answered.

"Tell him to stop, hurry up and get to work." He walked outside: "Two points for you."

……

Ten minutes later, five men with sunglasses appeared in the Taihe Martial Arts Hall.

"National Security Agency." The five people held their ID cards and let the group of people in martial arts uniforms watch.

"Where's your museum owner?" The bearded man asked.

This time, those colleges became much better.A person came out from the crowd: "Our master is in the yard, I can take you there."