"Poof~

The bullet penetrated the mutant Python's dark red eyes, which was the most vulnerable part of its body. There was no reaction, and even the pain didn't reach the brain in time. Suddenly, the mutant Python's body was stunned.

"Bang!

The blood shot out of the mutant Python's broken eyes and dyed the surrounding paddy fields bright red. The bullet exploded and reversed in its brain, destroying its poor brain cells.

"Hiss~~

Although the mutant Python had died in that instant, its body didn't stop moving. Its tail, which was almost human's legs, was sweeping unconsciously. Xiaoxiangya was close to the ground and looked up at the tail which was sweeping against her cheek. Xiaoxiangya didn't get up again. Although she was cruel to the mutant python, she knew that it was better to be quiet at this time.

There is also a time limit for death. A few minutes later, the body of the mutant Python finally recovered. Its body, nearly 20-30 meters long, was lying in a messy paddy field, twitching slightly. The child's tongue with thick arms hung out of his mouth. The only dark red eye left was no longer conscious.

"Sister ya! Sister ya

Several explosion-proof cars came quickly. Li meilingxuan and other women found xiaoxiangya out of a weed.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

Li Mei helped xiaoxiangya up. The eagerness in her eyes came from her heart.

"Nothing."

Xiaoxiangya shook her head, though the tone was still so cold.

"How's Xiong Dazhuang?"

Looking at lingxuan, who is bleeding from the corner of her mouth, xiaoxiangya asks in a hurry.

"It, it has..."

Ling Xuan sobbed in a low voice, wiping the corners of her eyes with her hands, but she couldn't say more.

"What happened to it!"

As soon as xiaoxiangya's face changed, she rushed forward and grabbed Ling Xuan.

"It's OK!" Li Mei came forward to hold xiaoxiangya's arm and said in an urgent voice.

"It's just in a coma. Xiaoqing is rescuing it."

"Xiaoqing?" Xiaoxiang Ya frowns. If you remember correctly, Xiaoqing is just a nurse. Besides, she is still a bear.

"Go back first, there may be any danger here."

Li Mei said.

In the afternoon, in a village not far from the rice field.

"Crackle!

The fire engulfed the corpses of this pile of zombies, and several combat team members kept throwing guns to reverse the corpse pile to ensure full combustion.

"Tut Tut, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have known that even the most common snake could grow like this."

Mr. Chen and several soldiers surrounded the huge snake head in the open space.

"Click, click!

Prying off the pieces of Lin Jia, Yang Bing fell the blood on his hand and stood up and said to Mr. Chen, who was full of curiosity.

"We've met cows more than three meters high before, and we've also seen a bat in a factory that can make people temporarily disabled just by sound."

"As for the mutant python."

Yang Bing said, pointing to the snake's head, which was split in two.

"Looking at the huge body, but actually there is no special ability."

"Special abilities?"

The middle-aged man standing next to Mr. Chen and wearing a white scientific research dress frowned.

"That's right." Yang Bing nodded and continued.

"The mutant bat that we met in the factory last time seemed to have a sound that could reach people's minds and make people lose their ability to move. If it wasn't for brother Yi, we would have been hunted by the mutant bat."

"Mutant bat!"

"Brother Yi?"

Mr. Chen and the middle-aged researcher looked at each other, but they were not concerned about the same problem.

Middle aged researchers are obviously concerned about the special abilities of mutant bats, while Mr. Chen is considering the latter.

Brother Yi, the name has been mentioned many times, but every time it is mentioned, Yang Bing and his subordinates will have a complicated look in their eyes, either worried, praying, or expecting. This mysterious figure has made Mr. Chen extremely curious.

Who is he in the end, can let such a strong team never forget?

Mr. Chen's eyes flashed the look of thinking, but he did not continue to ask, because Mr. Chen knew that even if he asked, Yang Bing would not say.

"The mutant bat, do you have its body?"

However, the middle-aged researcher couldn't help being puzzled and asked Yang Bing eagerly.

"At that time, brother Yi said that his meat was inedible and useless, so he left the mutant bat in that factory."

Yang Bing shook his head, and his eyes flashed.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, what's the name of that strange gun? It's really powerful."

Yang Bing said that he deducted the bullet from the muscle of the mutant Python's head. His head had burst, like a dark golden flower. Yang Bing held it in his palm and showed it to them.

Member Zhang is the middle-aged man in a white coat.

He hears speech to take the bullet in Yang Bing's hand, casually say.

"This gun is just developed by us. It's a concept weapon. There is no specific name for it, but we all call it" Z1 "gun."

"Z1?" Yang Bing casually muttered, his eyes flashed across the understanding look, and said with a slightly positive tone.

"I see. The purpose of your going to the capital is to hand over this weapon to the country!"

Yang Bing's words made Mr. Chen frown slightly. He looked at Yang Bing, but he didn't care. He cut the flesh off the Python's head with a dagger in his hand.

"No!"

Zhang branch member smiles to shake head, subconsciously blurt out.

"We found out..."

"Cough!"

All of a sudden, Mr. Chen coughed violently and interrupted Mr. Zhang's next words.

"What's the matter, Mr. Chen? What's wrong?"

Mr. Chen was held by Mr. Zhang and asked eagerly.

"No, no... cough!"

Mr. Chen's mouth said, but his chest was full of sharp ups and downs, and his cough rang throughout the yard.

"Yang Bing, let's go back first."

Zhang said to Yang Bing while supporting Mr. Chen.

"Oh, well, Mr. Zhang, you go first. I'll have you called when we have dinner in the evening."

Yang Bing waved his hand and watched the men out of the yard.

"Creak~~

Mr. Chen and others just got out of the yard. Zhang Fei, Luo Heng and Li Weiping pushed the door out of the room and came to Yang Bing.

"They still don't say it?"

Zhang Fei looked at Mr. Chen's back and asked Yang Bing.

"No, they are very strict."

Yang Bing shook his head, and his eyes flashed a look of thinking.

What Yang Bing couldn't understand all the time was what kind of secret in this last life could make Mr. Chen and others risk being killed and escort that secret to the capital.

After all, there is an essential difference between them and Wang Yi's team. One is simply to live, or better to live, while the other is with an obvious purpose, which can transcend the purpose of life and death.