After clearing out the zombies in one area, Han Wu's points had risen to over 30,000.
He flicked the blood and flesh clinging to his fangs away with a wave of his hand.
Ling Feifei warned Han Wu at that moment, "Little Han Wu, watch out—something big is coming!"
Following Ling Feifei's warning, Han Wu looked around.
He saw a hulking zombie over five meters tall approaching, carrying a Gatling and two large crates of ammunition.
The instant it noticed Han Wu, the hulking zombie pulled the trigger.
Blue flames burst from the Gatling as a torrent of bullets poured forth.
Han Wu had intended to dodge himself, but then he saw the frail Ling Feifei behind him.
He had no idea whether Ling Feifei, unable to use her strength, could endure that baptism of bullets.
Worried that such a fine teammate would be injured, Han Wu immediately sprinted toward Ling Feifei, scooped her up at top speed, and carried her away from the scene.
Ling Feifei looped her arms around Han Wu's neck. Breathing in the masculine scent radiating from him, her little face flushed red.
So this was the scent of a real man. It really was intoxicating.
But before even a minute had passed, Han Wu set her down.
"Hide here properly. I'll go deal with that big guy." As soon as Han Wu finished speaking, his figure vanished without a trace.
He was simply running so fast that Ling Feifei could not see him clearly.
On the battlefield, Han Wu ran at full speed, weaving S-shaped and Z-shaped paths together to evade the bullets spewing from the Gatling.
Han Wu's fist slammed into the hulking zombie's face at maximum speed.
With a single punch, the hulking zombie's head was blown away.
Yet the hulking zombie had