"Xiao Yi!

You … "

"Xiao Yi, don't do anything stupid!"

"Xiao Yi, put down the gun!"

The black-haired teenager did not respond. He still held the gun and looked at the members of Blaze quietly.

Hu Yang's face was filled with shock. "Are you crazy?

It would be great if you, a space ability user, joined Blaze. Do you really dare to shoot? "

Hearing this, the black-haired teenager tilted the muzzle slightly and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet brushed past his forehead, burning off a few strands of hair and leaving a burnt bloodstain on the side of the teenager's white forehead. He sneered at Hu Yang.

"You want to try?"

The group of superpowered people from the Raging Flame Base were also shocked by this crazy action!

He really dared to shoot!

If the gun was a little bit more off, brains would have splattered everywhere!

"You, you give the gun first!

We can talk about other conditions later! "Hu Yang, who was also frightened, could only compromise.

Xu Yuncheng, who was standing next to the teenager, came over and patted him on the shoulder.

The black-haired teenager lowered the muzzle, but did not put away the gun or turn off the safety.

Xu Yuncheng said to the Blaze Squad, "Let's drive to Huai Hui Base.

"Let's drive to the side of Huai An Town. At that time, Zhu Yi can unload the resources in her space.

Your truck can't drive in, but Changfeng can lend you the van. After you and Xiao Yi get the gasoline, we will give you 9,000 liters. Then, you will go your own way. "

Changfeng Base took the initiative this time, and Blaze Base had nothing to refute. After all, it was for the gasoline. If they forced the other party into a corner and shot him in the head, the loss would outweigh the gain.

So, after the two sides reached an agreement, they drove to Huai Hui Town.

Vice Captain Hu Yang transferred more than 20 of his men and squeezed into Changfeng's van.

The black-haired teenager also pretended to take out the tent, bedding, and a few bags of expired rice and oats from the space.

It was piled up on the roadside, indicating that this was all the property of Changfeng Base.

After seeing this, the other members of Long Wind tacitly warned the people of Roaring Flame Base not to covet their "precious materials". They also pretended to be vigilant and guarded around the pile of junk.

Of course, the people of the Raging Flame Base didn't see any clues. After laughing at the 'poverty' of the Long Wind Base, they left half of the people waiting in the trucks. Hu Yang and the 20 or so good fighters drove the van to Huai An Town with the black-haired young man.

A certain abnormality squeezed into the van and observed the interior of the small gasoline depot through the thin threads that covered the entire town.

Entering the small courtyard, there was a bungalow on the left. After entering through the main gate, they turned right and passed through a long corridor before arriving at the gasoline storage room.

The entire layout was like a bunch of candied haws with three entrances. In the first warehouse, there were only a few square plastic gasoline barrels left.

Together with nearly a hundred level-1 and level-2 zombies and a dozen human corpses that were eaten before they could zombify, highly decayed pus flowed all over the ground.

It could be seen that many superpowered people had their eyes on this gasoline depot. They tried their best to take away many barrels of gasoline, but left more human lives behind.

After passing through the locked gate of the first warehouse, they found that the gasoline barrels in the second warehouse were almost intact. Hundreds of square barrels were neatly placed there.

However, there were also dozens of level-1 and level-2 zombies and two level-3 zombies, as well as several skeletons lying in front of the gate leading to the third warehouse.

A group of superpowered people in the first warehouse were forced into a corner by the zombies in the first warehouse. They couldn't break out of the encirclement, so they could only run to the third warehouse, trying to lock the zombies in the second warehouse.

However, before they could reach the gate, the zombies caught up with them and gnawed them into skeletons. The superpowered people at the outermost area could only lock the iron gate and lock the most powerful group of zombies and their companions inside.

.

At this time, a sudden loud laughter interrupted the investigation of the abnormality.

"Changfeng, those old, weak, sick, and disabled people can still call themselves a base!

Haha, I'm dying of laughter. "The thunder superpowered person with a ferocious face said loudly.

"Yeah!

They are a bunch of trash!

They don't even have many level-2 superpowered people. "

"I don't think they are all useless." A man with a tattoo on the side of his face said, attracting the surprised gaze of his companions. He then said, "That girl who almost cried because of us still has some use."

The surrounding soldiers were silent for a second when they heard this. Then, they pushed each other and burst into laughter.

The tattooed man was very satisfied with the sensation he caused. He then pointed at the black-haired youth's handsome face and said maliciously, "Not just that one, this one is also good!

Isn't that right? "

The atmosphere in the car became more lively. They were all waiting for the youth's panicked or ashamed reaction.

The black-haired youngster's expression didn't change. He just tapped his finger on the pistol in his right hand with the safety off. He let out a chuckle and said, "That's right.

"Oh!

Is that so? "

Everyone's expressions, whether full of malice or excitement, froze in an instant.

"Okay!

Stop messing around!

There are still two kilometers to the destination, I will tell you the plan of attack. "Hu Yang didn't want to provoke this lunatic, so he spoke up to smooth things over and change the topic.

A few minutes later, the minivan finally made its way through the town's messy streets and arrived outside the gas depot.

From the gap of the iron gate, they could clearly see dozens of zombies wandering in the yard.

Twenty or so superpowered people quickly got out of the car, not paying attention to the zombies at all. Three people were left to guard the surroundings, while the rest directly released their abilities to blast the dozens of low-level zombies in the yard.

In ten minutes, the zombies in the backyard were mostly eliminated. The group of people held flashlights and entered the bungalow.

"Turn left and go through the corridor to the gas depot. Fire and thunder superpowered people be careful, don't blow us up inside!" Hu Yang ordered.

"The zombies here are so weak. If they want to die, they can only be blown up by themselves." One of them teased. The twenty or so people laughed and laughed as they passed through the dark corridor.

The few of them shone their flashlights on the tightly shut door. Under the dim yellow light, they could see that the two curved metal door handles were fixed together by a twisted piece of steel.

"A strength-type superpowered person did it," Hu Yang said. "Be alert, there should be a group of zombies inside."

The group of metahumans behind him had also put away their mischievous smiles. The three Rank 3 metahumans, including Hu Yang, stood at the front. Everyone was waiting for the strength-based metahuman to come out and twist the steel bars with great effort.

Finally, the twisted steel bar was straightened by the big man and carefully pulled out.

"Three, two, one, go!" Hu Yang took the lead and kicked open the iron gate. The twenty or so people behind him flashed their abilities and rushed in.

There was light coming in through the windows of the warehouse, so it was not dark. The Flame Squad, who rushed to the center, was surrounded by nearly a hundred zombies.

The Populus poplar shot out a large number of wooden thorns while quickly observing the surroundings.

"There are too many zombies here!

The gasoline is in the second warehouse. Everyone, break through! "

The group of people obeyed the order. They fought off the zombies that rushed up and slowly moved toward the iron gate. A certain alien was also pushed to the gate by them.

After the strength-type superpowered person opened the gate, dozens of people rushed in, pushed away the zombies that tried to squeeze in, and closed the gate again.

"This warehouse is full!"

"So much oil!"

The superpowered person turned his head and looked at the oil barrels on the shelf. He was so excited that he did not notice the dozens of zombies that were lying in ambush under the command of the level-three zombies in the shadow of the shelf.

"Come here, load it!" Hu Yang dragged the black-haired boy to the shelf.

The alien reached out and stroked the row of barrels. Ten barrels of 1,000 liters of gasoline were instantly loaded into the system space.

Just when the Flame Squad thought that their mission was about to be completed, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind the shelf and bit the tattooed man's neck!

"Not good!

It's a level-three zombie! "Hu Yang shouted.

At the same time, the zombies that were hiding in the dark moved out together and rushed toward the superpowered people!

"Retreat!

Retreat! "

The tattooed man who was bitten on the neck was no longer breathing. He was swarmed by zombies and torn into pieces.

This also gave the Flame Squad a moment to breathe. They blasted away the zombies around them and fled.

In the chaos, Hu Yang and the black-haired boy were left far behind because of the gasoline.

Seeing that the last member had escaped from the second storage room, the poplar trees shot out wooden thorns and pulled a certain Alien towards the door!

But at this time, the dozens of zombies that failed to chase them turned around and rushed toward the two of them!

The tattooed man behind him was also eaten up, leaving only a blood-stained skeleton.

Two level-three zombies and a group of low-level zombies that had not eaten their fill also got up and chased after the two of them!

As a level-three superpowered person, Hu Yang frantically shot out wooden thorns as if he was on his deathbed, but it did not stop the zombies from surrounding them at all.

The black-haired boy sighed softly. The thin silk hidden on the door suddenly closed with a bang, blocking the view outside the door.

At this moment, more than a dozen zombies were biting at the two of them at the same time. The black-haired boy's left arm suddenly burst into several black silk threads, rolling up the nearby zombies and throwing them out.

The black silk threads that were hiding on the floor also removed their disguises and wrapped around the zombies standing on top of them.

At this time, bang!

A gunshot rang out!

The unprepared alien fell to the ground with a plop, blood gushing out from the bullet hole in its chest...

Thus, the alien that was maintaining its human form was dumbfounded as it was pulled into the void with a whoosh.

Dozens of seconds later, the alien appeared tens of thousands of meters in the air with a 'poof'!

Then, it fell down with a 'whoosh'.

"Ding!

Teleportation position deviation!

Dear host!

Do not panic!

The system has detected that the host has a recovery superpower and is currently choosing the best landing point for the host.

Landing point selection complete. Landing countdown 10, 9, 8... 3, 2, 1... "

"Bang!

！

！

！”

"Splatter!

Splatter! "

The alien smashed into a mountain of garbage in a huge garbage dump, directly smashing from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and then was drowned by the rolling garbage.

The alien was smashed into seven or eight pieces, scattered in the garbage mountain.

"Ding! Host's damage level is 50%. Host is self-healing 5%, 10%..."

At the same time, the pieces of corpses quickly turned into several puddles of sticky black organic matter. As if they had grown tentacles, they surged out through the gaps of all kinds of garbage and gathered together outside. Then, they gradually transformed, growing limbs and a head. A few seconds later, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy with black hair and black eyes appeared beside the garbage mountain.

"100%. Ding! Host's recovery is complete."

The alien was wearing a cotton T-shirt and black trousers that it had just synthesized with the organic matter in the garbage. Looking at the garbage that reached its knees, it said the first sentence of its life:

"Why did you choose the garbage dump?"

"Because the junkyard is the only place within the scope of this system's execution. It has enough buffer, enough organic matter for recovery ability users to repair themselves, and the possibility of hitting the planet's humans is the lowest!" System 2d14 said proudly.

"Oh."

"Ding!

The mission to save the polluted world has officially begun.

The destruction of this world will be 20 years later.

So, in the next 20 years, we will work together to save the world! "System 2d14 said proudly in a cold electronic voice.