Chapter 941

"It looks like we're in the West." Zhao Minghao said.

"Maybe the world is different from ours." Said Arnold.

Just then something happened again. They saw a group of six or seven people coming from a distance. These people walk very normally and have clothes on them. It can be seen that they are human beings. But with the gun in his hand, he moved forward cautiously.

"They are all white skins. I think they must speak opium cow language." "I think the words on the car are all opium cow words," Arnold said

Five or six men in the distance saw that Zhao Minghao's actions were normal, so they put down their guns.

"Where are you from?" Asked a bearded man. This guy is about forty, and looks up and down at Zhao Minghao and the third daughter suspiciously.

The clothes on sannu and Zhao Minghao are very delicate. Now they rarely see such exquisite clothes. Except before the cataclysm. After the cataclysm, the clothes are very shabby.

Those exquisite clothes are only available in the old cities. Unfortunately, big cities are occupied by zombies. The surviving humans took some small towns to get their old clothes.

Unfortunately, there are few such clothes. Now a little bit is in the hands of the practitioners and powers.

"This is important?" Zhao Minghao light way.

"You are so leisurely. Did you find the castle and hide until now? " He said.

Some lucky people happened to spend their holidays in some small castles in the mountains during the cataclysm. Those who survive are lucky. Zhao Minghao is really in line with that trait.

I just can't see that kind of vigilance and precarious worry. Zhao Ming Hao's four people look very leisurely, just like the people before the catastrophe.

Now the practitioners and powers are also on guard. The worry about seeing the sun tomorrow is obvious. Only those who have not gone through turmoil have such leisure.

"Yes, so what?" Zhao Minghao light way.

"What else did the boss say to them. Kill this man. We'll split the three women. They are not our white people, and the base will not be protected at all. " A man in his twenties squinted.

"Yes, kill him quickly. Take these three women to the little castle or something. But I don't think it's a castle. It's an underground shelter or something. " A bald man in his thirties called out:

"Hey, hey, there are six of us, two of us and one beauty. Go to the underground shelter and have fun for a while. If you look at them, you can see that there must be a lot of goods there. "

"Kill them." Zhao Minghao still said to ye: "just leave that big beard. I want to know what's going on here. "

Originally, Zhao Minghao would have done it himself. But ye is still eager to try. Zhao Minghao gave him his mobile phone. These white skin's plan angered ye and wanted to kill these guys.

Bearded, they were taken aback. They immediately feel the danger, which is the ability they have gained over the years.

Six people did not hesitate to fire their guns at Zhao Minghao, four of them. He fired without hesitation.

As for beauties and shelters, it doesn't matter. Now that you feel that there is danger, you should first eliminate the danger and save your life. Otherwise everything else is fake. Leave your life to have everything!

After a burst of gunfire, six of them dropped their guns to the ground. Because those bullets are now suspended in front of Zhao Minghao and several of them. It's like being trapped in gelatin. It's a foot away from them.

"You are powers!" Beard bitter way: "several adults please forgive us..."

His words are not finished. I felt a few bright lights flying past, and there was a plop plop sound behind me. He looked back and saw that the heads of his team fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of his neck. Then the body fell to the ground.

The five lights are spinning slowly now. Beard, you can see clearly. It's a five crescent shaped ice blade. Now it's made of crystal in the sun.

At this time, the five ice blades collided and became white fog like debris.

"Well, you are powers." The beard sat down on the ground.

"Hey, don't say anything else. You answer my question. I'll let you die a little more happily Zhao Minghao sneered.

Zhao Minghao soon asked about the situation here. This is also a science and technology plane similar to that of the main world. It was five years ago that a group of meteorites attacked the planet. Meteorites are small and scattered almost all over the planet.

The impact didn't cause much damage. But not long after the impact. There are zombies in the city, and the infection is very fast. As a result, the civilization of the whole planet collapsed.

The surviving humans gather just outside the big cities. Various forces have been formed, big and small. The bigger ones can clean up the zombies in the small cities, restore the cities and use the materials in the cities.

A small force will clean up the small town or something. They can't clean up big cities anyway.

There are powers in humans. There are also some practitioners. Those practitioners have been practicing before, but they can't cultivate anything. After the cataclysm, the cultivation went by leaps and bounds.

Practitioners and powers become the top people in the world. For example, in the small town where the beard is located, there are more than 20 powers and more than 30 practitioners as the top strength.

And the zombies are also evolving. God has some lower zombies attacking the town. I also know what it is for. Anyway, the town resisted. The zombies are almost wiped out. It's just that there are some low-grade zombies wandering around. Beard asked him to come out to clean up these zombies.

After killing these zombies, the brain crystals of the zombies that can go. These things are needed for cultivation and powers. They hunted what could also be used as currency, in exchange for a lot of food. Anyway, we can't get the materials we need.

Humans have become very strong after the cataclysm. Not to mention the powers and practitioners.

"That's what happened. We really didn't mean to offend... "Whiskers thought about how to survive.

"Practitioners?" Zhao Minghao frowned and said, "do these practices have much to do with the divine staff?"

"Wand?" The beard didn't respond for a moment.

"It's the God of light..." Zhao Minghao said.

"Yes, God of light has taught many practitioners." Beard said: "there are many gathering points of the God of light. This is what we want to do. "

"Then go to hell!" Zhao Minghao gave a sneer.