Chapter 879: Death Like the Wind

The security force in Pakari Park is very strong, equipped with standard fire weapons and a team of veterans.

However, such a high-end armed security force is like paper in front of those monsters, and it will be torn into pieces with a light tear.

The bullets can only shoot out pitifully small blood flowers, and there is no more powerful control weapon.

As a result, the high wall called protection collapsed in a blink of an eye.

Tourists who have no resistance are equivalent to exposing their necks to monsters.

It's like a human being can easily strangle an ant by flicking his fingertips.

Every monster doesn't even need to use force, just a wave of its hand can smash a human's head.

Zizhu is a professional gourmet hunter and also a relatively powerful telekinetic.

These two identities will slowly brew a self-confidence and pride beyond ordinary people for a long time.

When he noticed the changes in the park, he also saw the scene of monsters slaughtering tourists, and then he shot without hesitation, killing a monster with one punch.

That's about it.

At that time, he thought so, so he had a weakened version of the desire to save the world.

If it was a monster of this level, he could handle it completely.

He even thought that as long as he helped Pakari Park solve the riot, he would definitely get a lot of rewards, and the association would also include this accident in his meritorious resume.

Maybe it can be promoted to one star...

However, when he glanced at the monsters in front of him, the group of monsters also cast their gazes on him.

At that moment, he almost suffocated, and the wonderful scene he imagined shattered like glass.

As a gourmet hunter, he is too familiar with this gaze.

Because, when he was collecting ingredients, he also looked at every living creature with this kind of gaze.

An emotion called panic hit his head, and he had no time to think of a strange point.

That is, after this group of monsters came into the park, they killed at least hundreds of tourists, but none of the monsters stopped to devour the corpses of tourists.

So, why do these monsters look at themselves like they are looking at a delicious food?

Leaving that aside, why do you feel the pressure like a mountain.

The strong sense of crisis made Zizhu fully open the fine pores all at once, releasing the maximum amount of Qi.

Immediately, Zizhu's complexion changed slightly, and he noticed that among the group of monsters, a monster with black spikes on its back shook its back suddenly, and dozens of chopstick-like spikes suddenly shot towards him.

Seeing this, Zizhu took a big leap backwards.

The spikes covered the place where he was standing in the blink of an eye, and also pierced the security captain into a sieve, killing him on the spot without even making a sound.

Watching this scene, Zizhu weighed the pros and cons, not in the mood to save the world, and decided to retreat first.

He was invited here, and the responsibility he assumed was to cook a delicious meal for the guests, not to stand in order to protect the guests.

He ignored the scenes of massacres that seemed to be hell around him, and fled in the opposite direction, but after walking a certain distance, dozens of monsters appeared in front of him at some point.

"..."

Zizhu's face was serious.

At this moment, a slight tremor was felt on the ground.

He lowered his head subconsciously, only to see the soil explode, and two soft tentacles like earthworm bodies tightly entangled him.

"what?"

Zizhu panicked a little, exerted strength immediately, and broke the tentacles.

Then, there was a sound in the back of the head.

Zizhu twisted his waist, clenched his fist with his bare hands, and punched the attacker with his thoughts.

With a bang, the head of the attacker monster shattered like a monster, and the remaining force pushed the lower body away.

After he killed the assailant, monsters came in groups. I don't know if it was because of nature, but every monster that attacked greeted his back.

In such a situation, Zizhu could only keep going in circles, repelling each monster or killing them on the spot.

It's only ten seconds of containment,

The monsters formed an encircling circle.

In their eyes, the pigs exuding the radiance of thought power aroused their strong desire to eat.

Facing the flood of attacks from the monsters, Zizhu felt like he was stuck in a quagmire and might fall down at any time.

The siege lasted for several minutes, and there were more than a dozen monsters on the ground, and Zizhu made a small mistake, in exchange for three deep claw marks on his back.

Then, the snowball rolled up all of a sudden.

He was in a very dangerous situation.

At this moment, the sound of a violin sounded like a melody of nature.

Chi Chi Chi!

The sound wave turned into a sharp air blade, killing five or six monsters in one encounter.

Zizhu took advantage of the situation to protrude out of the encirclement and came to the side of the person who released the air blade to kill the enemy with the aid of the sound of the piano.

It was a man in a tuxedo, with a red bow tied around his neck, with oily back hair and a mustache, with a violin on his shoulder, staring coldly at the monster that wantonly slaughtered the passengers.

"Piano, there are too many monsters. Let's retreat first and report this news to the association." Zizhu looked at the more and more monsters that were stalking him, with a serious expression on his face.

At this moment, he didn't have those same kind who were unilaterally slaughtered in his eyes.

"Didn't you hear the heart-wrenching screams around you? As long as we stay a second longer, we may have saved dozens of people." Piano first looked regretful, and then slammed loudly.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhu left beads of sweat on the back of his head.

You have a sense of justice, so you have to look at the situation, right?

Zizhu reluctantly swallowed this sentence, after all, he was rescued by Piano just now.

"Help, help...!"

"Mom, don't!"

"Can anyone help me, I have money, a lot of money!"

The voice from a distance carried heavy blood.

In a relatively dangerous situation, Zizhu believed that he had no obligation and responsibility to protect the tourists who were being slaughtered, but he was rescued by Piano just now, so it was impossible for him to escape alone.

This is a sense of responsibility that is black and white.

And he has always hated people who shirk their responsibilities.

"You'd better not regret it." Zizhu said weakly, and then punched an attacking monster into the air.

Piano didn't speak, just played the violin, and the beautiful notes turned into life-threatening air blades, beheading several monsters in the blink of an eye.

In the one-sided massacre, the scene of Piano and Zizhu showing their power without exception entered the eyes of everyone who was fleeing desperately.

Like a straw when drowning, the fleeing people approached Zizhu and Piano with a tacit understanding.

The consequence is to bring more monsters.

Then, the fleeing people grabbed the straw.

With the numbers crushed, Piano's violin collapsed and was seriously injured by a monster.

In order to save him, when Zizhu killed the monster, he was attacked by another monster and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

The defense line built by the two collapsed in an instant.

The group of tourists who thought they had found a life-saving straw suddenly became desperate, shouted and fled in all directions.

Fortunately, the psychic was more attractive in the eyes of the monsters, so he didn't pounce on them immediately, but approached Zizhu and Piano. However, when Zizhu and Piano died, they couldn't escape. dropped.

Zizhu straightened his upper body with the last ounce of strength, looked at Piano who was lying on the ground and couldn't move for a while, and smiled wryly: "I told you, it's best not to regret it."

Piano just looked at the collapsed violin, and said sadly: "My beloved violin..."

"..."

The corner of Zizhu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the monsters surrounding him resignedly.

Food hunters are always looking for ingredients to eat, and the most normal way to die is to be eaten by ingredients.

Now, he was about to be eaten as food, which was considered a normal way to die.

Just as he was about to meet his death, he saw the group of monsters suddenly shift their gaze to a certain place.

There, dozens of heads rose into the sky, accompanied by bursts of bloody arrows.

A man in a shabby robe strode forward. Wherever he went, he didn't make any movements. The nearby monsters had their heads cut off one by one.

Then, Zizhu and Piano, and even the people who were running for their lives a moment ago, saw...fear on the faces of the group of monsters that numbered at least five hundred.

Yes, fear.

Since its appearance, it has always been a monster with a knife in its hand, cold and ruthless, like an executioner, and it is actually afraid.

"Good, so strong!"

Piano stared blankly at the man striding forward, unlike ordinary people, he could clearly see how the man used his breath to kill the monster.

"It's him."

Zizhu made a sound in surprise.

It's Luo.

"You know him?" Piano asked.

Zizhu didn't answer, looking at Luo as if carrying a wind of death, wherever he went, there must be monsters bowing their heads.

Those monsters had no resistance at all in front of Luo, as if they had completely reversed their previous positions.