When Sun Zhengxiang heard Ye Feng's words, even Sun Zhengxiang felt a little worried.

"Why do we want to kill zombies? There are so many of these zombies. How can we kill them with the strength of both of us?" Sun Zhengxiang asked in a little frightened and puzzled manner.

"Because it can make us stronger!" Ye Feng said in a plain tone, taking out the fire axe from his backpack and a knife that was also sharpened by him.

"Be stronger?" Hearing these two words, Sun Zhengxiang's eyes lit up.

"Look at if there are any suitable weapons in the room, go find one by yourself. By the way, bring your pistol." Ye Feng thought for a while and said again.

After hearing this, Sun Zhengxiang hesitated for a moment, he took down the Type 92 pistol on his waist and handed it to Ye Feng.

After Ye Feng took it, he removed the magazine first. Seeing that the magazine was full and there were fifteen bullets inside, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

In the early stage of the Apocalypse, pistols are definitely like magical artifacts.

After looking at the magazine, Ye Feng skillfully dismantled the entire gun and wiped the parts one by one.

Especially in the gun chamber, I wiped it carefully with cotton several times. After confirming that there would be no bullets, I quickly reinstalled it.

The extremely skillful and fast technique made Sun Zhengxiang, a veteran gun, feel ashamed. At the same time, he was even more sure in his heart that Ye Feng's identity was not simple.

After assembling the Type 92 pistol, Ye Feng pulled off a layer of cotton and wrapped it around the muzzle, then cut off a long cloth from the sheet and wrapped it firmly.

In doing so, the pistol can more or less reduce a certain sound when firing.

"How is your marksmanship?" Ye Feng asked while playing with his pistol.

"That's how far it will take." Sun Zhengxiang said.

"Can you accurately shoot the head within ten meters?"

"This is fine, it's OK within twenty meters." Sun Zhengxiang replied after thinking about it. With his position, he usually has many opportunities to touch a gun.

And every month he will take some time to practice guns, and he is still very confident in shooting skills.

"Okay, you can hold this gun, but you must not shoot until the most critical moment. The sound and bloody smell are the easiest to attract zombies." Ye Feng said and threw the pistol back to Sun Zhengxiang.

"Didn't I ask you to find a weapon just now? Where is your weapon!" Seeing Sun Zhengxiang take the pistol and standing in front of him, Ye Feng said angrily.

"This is a hotel, so where are there any suitable weapons?" Sun Zhengxiang said with a wry smile.

"I heard it clearly. If you want to survive in the end of the world, you must make good use of all the resources you can use around you." Ye Feng said seriously, then looked at the decorations in the room.

Soon, his eyes were locked at the four feet of the bed supporting the big bed.

"It's just hard enough!" Ye Feng knocked, then raised his axe and slashed directly along the edge of the bed. In the stunned eyes of Sun Zhengxiang, Ye Feng chopped out the entire foot of the bed in just a few strokes.

"You can just use this thing first and find a handy weapon later." Ye Feng noticed when he ran up just now. There was a fire axe on the stairs between the first and second floors.

Perhaps Ye Feng was making too much noise in the bed, and the three girls who were originally vomiting in the bathroom also came out one after another.

"Zhengxiang, are you going out?" Zhou Hui asked worriedly when she saw her husband and Ye Feng holding weapons.

Ye Ya also looked at Ye Feng with great concern.

"It's okay to be obedient. Your brother is very strong and will be back soon." Ye Feng came to Ye Ya's side, stroked her head and said.

On the other hand, Sun Zhengxiang was also comforting his wife and daughter. After finally persuading, he calmed down their worried mood.

"Okay, after we go out later, remember not to open the door at will. You must confirm that it is us in the eyes of the cat, do you know?" Before leaving, Ye Feng deliberately explained to the three girls again.

Then he took a deep breath and came to the door. However, Ye Feng did not go out immediately, but put his ear on the door.

Everyone in the room looked at Ye Feng with breathing, as if they were afraid that their breathing would disturb the other party.

In fact, Ye Feng was not nervous at this time. After he was reborn, he no longer had the terrifying combat power of his previous life. Now he is definitely the weakest combat power. If he accidentally gets infected by the zombie virus, he will really have no place to cry.

After listening for ten seconds and confirming the movement outside the corridor, Ye Feng quietly opened the door and went out in a flash.

Behind him, Sun Zhengxiang held the pistol nervously with one hand and the wooden stick with the other, gritted his teeth and followed him out.

In their corridor, there were these three zombies walking swayingly, but fortunately, these three zombies were all walking away from them.

This is definitely a rare opportunity. Ye Feng rushed over directly, and with the help of the sprint, he raised his axe and fell. The whole set of movements was completed in one go, as if he had practiced thousands of times.

"Puchi!"

One-third of the fire axe in his hand fell into the back of the zombie, and black and pungent blood kept spilling out of the zombie's back of the zombie.

The zombie fell down without even a trace of resistance.

This scene made Sun Zhengxiang, who had just left the room, couldn't help but tremble. Such a ruthless and decisive murder made him feel cold.

He knew very well that Ye Feng had definitely killed someone, and that he had killed more than one person, otherwise, it would be impossible to attack so cleanly.

However, Ye Feng himself frowned secretly at this axe. According to his thoughts, he thought that he could cut the entire axe into the zombie, rather than just one-third of it.

"The power is too weak, you must become stronger as soon as possible!" Ye Feng thought in his heart and pulled out the axe.

He also quickly stepped forward and held the back of the zombie so that it would not make a sound when it fell backwards.

Putting down the zombie, he quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and inserted it into the chest of the zombie with a thunderous sound.

With a forceful stroke in his hand, a wound about an inch long appeared. Through this wound, Sun Zhengxiang could still see the heart that was gradually stopping beating.

The knife in Ye Feng's hand was like a spirit snake. After breaking through the heart, he picked it up with one hook and one piece of meat as big as a thumb. He picked it out of his heart.

Ye Feng cut off a good piece of fabric directly from the zombie's clothes, carefully wrapped the piece of meat, and then put it in his pocket.

The whole process lasted less than a minute after Ye Feng killed the zombie. The extremely skillful technique made Sun Zhengxiang look at Ye Feng with a hint of weirdness.

Of course, it can be seen from his experience that this is definitely not the first time Ye Feng has done such a thing.
Chapter completed!