Young Military Rarities Chapter 17: Xing Feng, The Golden Thigh With Diamond

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In the second day after the doomsday, Huai city was full of zombies. Yun Che killed them all the way from outside the city to inside, countless zombies falling behind them. Many people who stayed at home discovered them through the window. Some of them asked for help, but Yun Che ignored all of them. In such a troubled time, no one could save anyone else.

"Ho ho ..."

The group of Yun Che did not confront zombies directly; most of the time, they would choose less crowded alleyways, as far as possible to avoid zombies. They were not to kill zombies, but to find someone. When they were going through a roadway, suddenly from the end of the way came the raucous roar of zombies and heavy gunfire.

Raising his hand to let everyone stop first, Yun Che listened attentively; Yun Yao and Zhou Zeyu both turned to look at him. Yun Che was right: everything would be ok, as long as they were accustomed. After fighting all the way, they all were splashed with dirty blood. Now, they no longer screamed or stiffened or trembled in the face of zombies, although their face turned pale.

"The number of zombies is a bit high, should we divert..."

"Ah...Xing Feng..."

Realizing the number of zombies in front of them was too much to cope with, Yun Che decided to leave, but a sharp scream stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zeyu asked doubtfully, and Yun Yao was also puzzled.

"Go and let's take a look." Looking back at them, Yun Che resolutely turned back and his brain began to think rapidly. Xing Feng was just in front of him; should he ask for help?

"……·" What was the situation?

Zhou Zeyu and YunYao were both confused and did not catch up with Yun Che until a few minutes later.

The end of the tunnel was connected to another main road, with many zombies stuck at the crossroads. In front of them, a group of men dressed in camouflage uniforms  either were armed with guns or fought with superfunction. Thousands of zombies were killed by the superfuction, but the number was too large. Besides, they also had to guard the three SUVs in the middle. Hence, from time to time some thrilling situation would happen.

"Boss..."

Suddenly, Xing Feng who protected a middle-aged woman with a submachine was suddenly attacked by zombies, his chest immediately bleeding. The rest gathered around him almost in an instant, firmly guarding him and middle-aged woman in the middle. Standing on the roof of a car not far away, Yun Che saw this situation and smiled subconsciously: they were really some acquaintances.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Carrying Chen Chen on the back, Hei Yu asked curiously. Yun Che asked him not to speak on the way, which had suppressed him so much.

"Oh, the golden thigh." To the direction of the Xing Feng and others Yun Che pointed with his mouth. Yun Che smiled brightly. In his heart, he added, a thigh with diamond!

"Golden thigh?" Hei Yu was confused. Though Zhou Ze Yu and Yunyao understood, they did not know why Yun Che used this term to describe these people trapped by zombies.

"Master, wait for me..."

The situation of these people with Xing Feng was getting worse; Yun Che suddenly rushed towards them. Hei Yu shouted and followed him. Every zombie in his way was just punched to death by him. They instantly attracted the attention of Xing Feng and others. Covering his chest scratched by zombies, Xing Feng looked up, strange smile appearing on his face. Obviously, he had recognized Yun Che. "Is that him?  ！"

"Who is he?" At the same time, people around him expressed doubts.

"Yun Che." Xing Feng gave the answer with a smile. Although his answer undoubtedly made his soldiers more puzzled, Xing Feng did not seem to want to explain clearly. He looked straight at the man and the dog gradually approaching them: "Let Mrs. w.a.n.g get on the bus first."

"Yes." The man in charge of protecting the middle-age woman glanced at her impatiently. He dragged directly the stiff lady to the second car. If it weren't for this woman, they would never be in such a mess.  s.h.i.+t!

"Yo, kind of busy you guys are."

Yun Che did not rush at them directly, but stopped on the top of a bus not far from them. Then Hei Yu touched him and landed beside him: "Whoops ... Master, you left me again. Why do you pay so much attention to these guys? They are not even more handsome than me. So cruel are they, and they must be bad guys, master ... "

Well, if Hei Yu didn't pretend to be wronged, he was no longer Hei Yu. Hearing that, Yun Che standing on the roof with his sword smiled awkwardly. Of course, those people below were not better than him. All people who owned superfunction seemed to forget how to use it.

The only one who remained indifferent was Xing Feng, if the slight twitch of his canthus could be ignored.

Could we be fiercer than you? The whole bunch of people complained after they came to themselves. For G.o.d sake, they just saw him patting the zombie's head into a blood mist; did he still insist in saying that they were fiercer?