Zhang Fan naturally would not be scared by any violent confession. He ignored the voices outside, closed his eyes slightly, thinking of solutions.

When the people outside saw that Zhang Fan stopped talking, they immediately sneered twice and said, "Since that's the case, I'm sorry."

While speaking, the door opened slowly after a whisper.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and looked at the door.

However, there was no figure at the door.

After waiting for a while, I heard footsteps sound.

But the footsteps sounded a bit abnormal, just like someone was lame and walking on the ground, one high and one low.

After another half a minute, Zhang Fan finally saw a figure.

It turned out to be a zombie.

His face was half rotten, his tongue drooped outside, and one leg was folded, and he pulled it on the ground while walking, making a rustling sound.

The voice of the man just now came from the communicator in the room: "If you say it now, it's still time. Otherwise, you will feed you to the zombie! This zombie has been hungry for too long and has a strong desire for human flesh. Hehe, do you choose to say it and eat it, or not to be eaten by the zombie?"

The zombie had already rushed towards Zhang Fan at this time.

Zhang Fan never had time to think about it anymore, and his whole body was concentrated in his right fist.

The voice immediately laughed jokingly when he saw Zhang Fan's actions:

"Hehe, it's useless. The anesthesia injection we gave you is very powerful. Don't say that you are a level 9 quasi-warrior, even if you are a level 10 quasi-warrior, you don't have any strength at all at this time."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Fan's right fist had already blasted at the zombie out of thin air.

A huge fist with a diameter of five meters hit the zombie hard.

Bang—

The zombie exploded instantly.

Meanwhile, the huge fist continued to fly forward.

boom--

The entire wall where the door was located was heavily blasted open.

Even the room opposite the room was bombarded.

A slight sunset suddenly came in outside.

A gust of wind blew, which made Zhang Fan's mind suddenly wake up.

Although the 301 Laboratory can create projections of sunrise and sunset, it cannot imitate natural winds.

It seems that this is not a laboratory.

After the punch just now, the thick chain tied to his right arm had also been broken.

He used the power transmission method of Kaishan Fist to pull the chains on his left arm and legs apart.

Before, because he had just woken up, his strength had not fully recovered.

And now, after this period of time, his power has been completely restored.

He took a big step and walked out of the collapsed wall.

A level 9 blood nucleus;

A level 10 blood nucleus;

A genetic beast blood nucleus;

Five cell enhancers;

Two shadow blades.

He caught me and took so many things away.

No matter who it is, I want you to give it back ten times!

At the same time, in another room upstairs, three level 8 quasi-warriors looked at the screen that had turned into snowflakes incredibly surprised.

His eyes were filled with haunted expressions.

"How is this... possible?!"

"That large dose of anesthetic, even if it is a level 9 monster, even if it can wake up, its body will not have any consciousness. This guy..."

"And the chain is specially made. Even a normal level 10 quasi-warrior cannot break it, but he easily broke it!"

"Damn, is this still a human being?"

Of course they didn't know that Zhang Fan was not an ordinary level 9 quasi-warrior.

He is a super warrior!

From the moment I became a quasi-warrior, everything was destined to be different from ordinary people.

The ability to withstand some potions is ten times or even a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary quasi-warriors.

After all, he has zombie viruses in his body, and the blood poison of the blood clan.

Even the zombie virus and the blood clan blood poison can withstand it. I want to deal with it just a few anesthesia needles?

Kissing?

Only the anesthesia needles that the laboratory once made for super warriors will really work for him.

These three level 8 quasi-warriors were shocked for a moment before they came to their senses.

Then the three of them quickly picked up their respective weapons.

At the same time, a level 8 quasi-warrior quickly turned on the multi-function watch and pulled out the phone of the two people: "Oh no, that guy escaped..."

As soon as the words fell, boom-

There was a loud bang in the room and their door collapsed.

The three of them stared at each other again.

Their doors are specially reinforced.

Not to mention a level 9 quasi-warrior, even a level 10 quasi-warrior cannot break through it by force.

It collapsed now. How strong should that guy be?

The three of them couldn't help but make a gurgling sound in their throats.

Footsteps sounded, and outside the room, a figure slowly appeared.

He looks ordinary, his face also ordinary, without any murderous aura as imagined.

Zhang Fan looked at the three of them, and there was no murderous intent in his eyes.

People say that the eyes are the windows of the soul.

At this time, Zhang Fan's eyes looked very normal.

It's like the look you can see casually on the street.

Just looking at his eyes and expressions, no one could have imagined that at this time, he was actually already full of murderous aura in his heart.

The three of them were slightly surprised.

As they imagined, this guy should be full of resentment, anger, and murderous aura.

As a result, what I saw was a very ordinary guy who had no murderous aura.

This made all three of them relax a little.

One of the 8th-level quasi-warriors threatened: "I advise you to be honest. At most ten minutes, our warriors will come. If you dare to touch us, you won't know how to die..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Fan appeared in front of him in an instant.

His right hand was spread out and he had already pressed on the top of his head.

Click—

Without any delay.

The man's head was crushed directly.

Blood mixed with the shattered skull and fell to the ground from Zhang Fan's hand.

The man's body fell to the ground weakly.

However, a level 8 blood nucleus had appeared in Zhang Fan's hand.

Under the terrified gaze of the two level 8, he swallowed the level 8 blood nucleus into his mouth.

The entrance of the blood nucleus, the hunger in his belly relieved a little.

However, this is not enough.

He needs more blood nuclei.

He raised his eyes and looked at the remaining two.
To be continued...