The Strongest Organization of the End Times

Chapter 35 Killing the Beast (for collection)

"Turn on the scanning function" Zhao Momo said, of course, you have to scan things you don't know.

Race: ferocious beast (flying squirrel)
Level: first order

Power: 560
Agility: 700
Defense: 500
Combat Strength: 1760
"Fuck, it turned out to be a ferocious beast, but why was it able to drive the mutant rat?" Zhao Mo said in shock.

He thought this black shadow was just a mutated rat king, but he didn't expect it to be a ferocious beast, what else was his name, flying rat wolf, could it be possible that he could still fly?And why can mutant mice be controlled.

"Of course it is driven by strength. In the animal world, only the strong are admired. Rats are animals, so they will naturally respect the strong. And the flying squirrel is powerful, so it can naturally be driven." The voice of the system sounded in Zhao Mo's mind.

"You can still play like this." Zhao Mo was slightly taken aback, and at the same time thought in his heart that if he could go back alive this time, he would have to raise a few mutant dogs to command him.

The Flying Squirrel was impatient, seeing that Zhao Mo did not attack for a long time, he took the initiative to rush towards Zhao Mo.

"Bump..." Zhao Mo was hit again, but Zhao Mo didn't suffer much injuries.

The sharp claws of the flying squirrel also left three scratches on the hell armor. Zhao Mo couldn't help but not panic after seeing it, but became more confident in killing the flying squirrel.

Because the scratches left by the flying squirrel were not deep, it meant that the flying squirrel couldn't break through the defense of the hell armor.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mo was like a lunatic, chasing the flying rat wolf with a Tang knife in his hand.

Ten minutes passed, and the Flying Squirrel felt aggrieved at this moment. Originally, he was chasing and hitting this two-legged creature, but now he was being chased and slashed.

At this time, Zhao Mo was covered in scratches, but they had no effect on Zhao Mo's ability at all, and Zhao Mo didn't cut the flying squirrel either.

Suddenly at this time, the flying squirrel suddenly stopped, and yelled at Zhao Mo a few times, as if to say: "Take a break first, and fight again later."

Zhao Mo was also taken aback when he saw the flying squirrel's movements. He didn't know what the flying squirrel wanted to do. A second after the flying squirrel stopped, Zhao Mo directly took out the Desert Eagle-pistol and fired three shots in a row, all three shots were hit. , two shots in the stomach and one shot in the hind leg.

"Aww!" The flying squirrel roared while looking at the sky in pain.

Then he looked at Zhao Mo angrily, if eyes could kill, then Zhao Mo would have been cut to pieces.

Zhao Mo didn't care about Flying Squirrel's eyes, and rushed over with Tang Dao, stabbing Flying Squirrel.

Because of the injury, the flying squirrel reacted relatively slowly, and was stabbed again in the front leg, and let out another howl of pain.

The flying squirrel started to fight back, jumped and bit Zhao Mo's throat.

Zhao Mo directly kicked the flying squirrel away with a heavy foot. What shocked Zhao Mo was that the flying squirrel could really fly. When Zhao Mo kicked it into the air, the flying squirrel did not fall directly to the ground as expected, but opened up The limbs began to glide, and Zhao Mo also observed that the flying squirrel's limbs and stomach had a layer of skin, just like duck feet, so it could glide and fly.

But there is a disadvantage, that is, it is too slow. .

"You don't die this time, it's really unreasonable!" Zhao Mo sneered with the corners of his mouth raised.

If the flying squirrel had glided to the ground, Zhao Mo could have stabbed the flying squirrel two or three times at the speed of Zhao Mo.

The flying squirrel is also very anxious. It doesn't know what to do now. Whether it continues to fly or directly falls to the ground, it is not beneficial to it. At this time, it is already in a dilemma. It is now praying in its heart that Zhao Mo can Wait for it to land, and then kill it, so that it can run at full speed.

But does Zhao Mo have this chance?Do not! !
Zhao Mo shot at it, and cut off the flying squirrel's head with a heavy slash.

After the death of the flying squirrel, tens of thousands of mutated rats disappeared without a trace like the ebb tide.

The boss is dead, why are they still here?Mutant rats are not zombies, they also have fear emotions.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (3250) ordinary zombies and earning 3250 points, and the current balance of points is "6541"" The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (1205) a first-level zombie and earning 12050 points. The current balance of points is "18591"." The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (2524) a first-level mutant mouse and gaining 12620 points. The remaining points are "31211"." The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing the (230) second-level mutant mouse and gaining 11500 points. There are still "42711" remaining in the remaining points." The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (40) third-level mutant mice and gaining 20000 points. The current balance of points is "62711"." The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing the (1) Tier 30000 beast: Flying Squirrel, and got 92711 points, and the remaining points are "[-]"." The system's prompt sounded.

Mutated dogs, mutated cats, and other mutated beasts also contributed 5600 points to Zhao Mo.

A series of system notification sounds crazily sounded in Zhao Mo's mind. The current system notification sound will only sound after the host leaves the battle. This is to distract the host when he is fighting.

"That's so cool!" Zhao Mo wanted to yell, and saw that the balance of points was 98311, nearly [-] points!

The zombies were all killed by the first and second teams. They came out this time and fought in Nancheng for more than three hours. Even Zhao Mo felt that the first and second teams killed more than 4000 people in three hours. The number of zombies is a little less. .

But the first and second teams can't be blamed for this, because after all, they searched for zombies one by one, layer by layer, and it took time to find zombies.

"A ferocious beast is a ferocious beast. After killing it, you will get [-] points." Zhao Mo said in surprise when he heard the system's prompt.

Thirty thousand! ! ! !You can buy three sets of Tier [-] Hell Armor. .

Now that Zhao Mofu was rich, he saw that the Hell Armor on his body was badly scratched by the flying squirrel's claws, it was so ugly that he would die, so he changed it.

With a big wave of his hand, Zhao Mo bought a set of Hell Armor directly from the system mall. Of course, the old one will not be thrown away.

Zhao Mo also changed a Tang Dao, the previous one was not damaged, but Zhao Mo just wanted to get a new one, for no reason other than money! ! ! !you bite me? ?The old ones were also not thrown away, and they were all taken back.

Zhao Mo also started to clean up the battlefield. Mutant rat meat is edible, and there are so many of them. Zhao Mo spent a little time putting all the corpses of these mutant rats into the system space, as well as the corpses of some mutant dogs and cats. into the system space.

These are all food. With these, at least for a short time, there is no need to worry about running out of food.

After Zhao Mo cleaned up the battlefield, he jumped back to the hell headquarters.

　ps: please collect, please recommend
　　


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