Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

God bless the opportunity!

Just arrived nearby in the heart of the strong son.

He looked at Lu Zhao as if he couldn't help himself. His heart was delighted. He didn't even care about the zombie that jumped in front of him. He only hid and walked towards Azhao.

Close.

The little girl's petite back was right in front of her, her strong son smiled and his right hand was clenched into fists.

The strength of his whole body muscles, the strength of this fist, is enough to kill a buffalo.

Johnson believes that if he punches the little girl in the head, he may see the brutal sight of flesh and blood flying directly.

And in this kind of mixed war, even if we fail to kill the intelligentsia who did the task together, it can be dismissed as a mistake in the mixed war.

This kind of thing, the blood color is very proficient.

The fist of the strong son has been lifted, he is going to hit Zhao in the head.

Next to him, Zheng Fatty, the leader of Lu Xiao's tiger leopard squad, had just finished solving the corpse in front of him, and he looked up and saw the scene.

He shouted subconsciously: "Careful! ”

Zhao just turned around.

It's too late, Zheng Fatty thought.

Though knowing that the Blood Squad always travels, I didn't think they would dare to kill people directly.

Zheng Fatty didn't know Ah Zhao, but he couldn't bear to see such a young girl die in front of him.

He was just about to turn away and saw the smile raised in the corner of Azhao's mouth.

Mm-hmm.

Wait a minute!

Smile?

Zheng Fatty was stunned, but the next scene really called his eyes wide open.

He saw that the delicate little girl, not as thick as a strong son, didn't even look back.

Raise your hand directly, shake it into a fist, fist as if it had eyes, wave it behind you, just hit the fist that Johnson--

“Click, click. ”

Zheng Fatty swore that, even with all the noise around him, he heard a clear crack in the bone.

He looked at the little girl worried.

But the other party still laughs innocently. Where is half the pain between the colors?

What's going on?

Zheng Fatty somehow felt cold and hurried to look at the strong son.

“Ah-” a loud shout rang on this battlefield, shouting terrific, and even overshadowed the howl of a zombie.

Johnson's arm had dripped down soft and blood slipped down his hand and dripped down the floor.

He didn't just have a broken bone, he even had a ruptured blood vessel.

Fatty Zheng: “...”

He looked at Azhao in horror, as if he had seen the devil.

Seeing his eyes, A Zhao raised his eyes, facing his eyes, his mouth flashed, revealing a brilliant smile.

Zheng Fatty shook up and followed with a smile that looked worse than crying.

God, what kind of monsters is this team?!

I thought the one with the knife was perverted enough. Never thought that such a slim, thin little girl would have such a powerful power in her body.

What kind of strength does a single punch smash a power alien into a bone?

This scene is not just seen by Fatty Zheng.

The voice of Johnson caught the attention of almost all the aliens.

None of us are fools, look at him, look at the harmless little girl laughing, who can't guess what's going on?

The strong son stared angrily at Azhao, his eyes seemed red to kill him.

Yet he did not have a chance to devour people.

Because the arms are bleeding.

The surrounding zombies smell fresh blood, almost insane.

A pair of white eyes, all staring at him...

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6 more finished.

In the next half of the month, the update time will be uniform in the morning.

Good night, big babies.