Chapter 238 (1/2)

Speaking, the motorcade is still moving forward, seemingly ignoring all the dangers around, that is, to force customs clearance.

When the motorcade passed half way through and the tanker and trailer were left, people on both sides of the hillside suddenly appeared around and were surrounded directly.

One by one, they are no longer hot weapons, but cold weapons.

Long sword, short spear, sword and soft whip are different.

In particular, he stood in front of Yang Hao, with weapons in his hand. It was so bright that he still reflected the fire in the acid rain.

”Creak!”

”Creak!”

A series of brakes sounded and the car was in darkness. Even their LED headlights were hard to see what was inside.

On the top of the carriage, you can see the strong men in armor, emitting a terrible smell, and it seems that even acid rain can't fall on the body.

”Hua Hua Hua...”

”Boom, boom, boom...”

The sound of the rain beating the earth and the carriage hovered in people's ears. It seemed that all the people had stopped, and there was no movement.

In the silence, Yang Hao's body is surrounded by a light yellow halo, isolated from all acid rain.

Holding a snowstorm hammer that is almost transparent but reflecting countless rays, wearing a ferocious hell suit, standing in front of F10, facing more than 30 people in front.

They are not touched by rain. Their eyes are cold. They are dignified. They are armed. They are powerful. Most of them are level 4 strong.

The strength of the people on both sides is almost the same, that is to say, there are more powerful people than those on both sides.

But what he didn't expect was that there were a few familiar people in it. For example, song candao in the city of hope, the sword spirit of the voice of destiny, midnight, and the holy light of the city of dawn.

At the moment, the strength has increased a lot, standing on both sides, has been unable to become the protagonist.

Maybe it's because they failed once.

Otherwise, they are all leaders with 100000 survivors. How can they have no status.

Perhaps in the end, no one will care about identity, more or more about strength.

If you have strong power, you can easily kill the leader of the territory of 100000 survivors, and you can also be a Lord.

This is the end of the red fruit, to the world of the jungle, all for their own survival.

Yang Hao also gathered a group of people for himself and to find his parents.

The only difference is that he has a bottom line and won't bully others at will.

However, if it is for the sake of resources, seizing some is nothing.

”Young commander, Yang Hao?”

Standing opposite Yang Hao, a man holding a long gun has a long scar on his eyebrow. He asks coldly.

Step forward.

All of a sudden, the acid rain in the whole sky was shocked, and the red rain on the earth was shaking in all directions.

There is momentum to force people, the momentum to preempt!

Feeling that there are thousands of troops, with his foot down, to Yang Hao oppression.

If you change to another person, you can't bear it at the moment, fly back and fall to the ground.

But what he faced was Yang Hao, a strong man who had fought hundreds of times and killed tens of thousands of zombies.

Don't mention the momentum of oppression, even if he really rushed, he would not be afraid.

Like a rock, standing in the middle of the road, like a monument, motionless.

Only his eyes twinkled, as if waiting for others.

In the car, Fang Qingqing, Cai Jing, Qiao Sanqiang and others are lightly facing the four sides, wearing armor and holding weapons, like a statue, motionless.