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The crane roared and rushed towards the battlefield filled with black smoke.

The golden flood dragon was covered with wounds, and the blood was stained black when it came out. The broken body was somewhat inconvenient, but the snake's head was still ferocious, its fangs were sharp, and its saliva was dripping.

There are two horn-like protrusions on the top of the head, shining silver.

The severely injured Golden Flood Dragon still had the unparalleled arrogance of a heavyweight evolutionary beast.

Shen Congxun stepped on the accelerator of the crane, stuck it in and couldn't pull it out, and then waited not far from the golden dragon, took out a gun and lit it, and put it in the cab.

Step on it, open the door and roll out of the car, letting the crane continue to rush towards the golden dragon.

The appearance of the crane made Jin Jinjiao immediately turn his head to point at the crane, and Xinzi hesitated, sending out a dangerous signal. With unnoticed movements, Shen Cong slowly stood up and pulled out the ape king's javelin hanging on his back.

Arms held high.

...

The closed-circuit television system of the headquarters was full of pictures of Shen Cong and Jin Jinjiao. Zhao Weiliang, Zhu Li and others looked at the pictures with serious expressions.

This is a plan.

Once Shen Cong failed, he had to immediately change to Plan B, and the independent evolution team would come out to take their lives; or Plan C, just disperse and retreat.

Hundreds of mutants from the independent evolution brigade gathered on a high platform at the edge.

Watching carefully how Shen Cong hunted and killed the golden flood dragon, for them, getting close to this level of evolutionary beast was basically the same as sending them to death. The most critical factor was speed. Without Shen Cong's speed of dodging bullets, it would be difficult to escape the ferocity of the golden dragon.

The several high platforms inside the camp were crowded with ordinary survivors, all looking longingly at the golden dragon in the distance. Their eyesight was not very good, and they could only see Shen Cong as a blurred dot.

Everyone's heart is extremely tense.

Just like in the movie, passers-by watching super heroes save the world. They didn't see Shen Cong's face, they only knew that his name was Hu Ge, he was the evolutionary vanguard of the camp, and the most powerful among the evolutionaries.

Nanjing nuclear bomb.

Camp Golden Jiao.

In the face of a powerful disaster, perhaps in the bottom of their hearts, everyone subconsciously hopes to give birth to a true vanguard of evolution and become an existence like a patron saint.

"Mom, will the big snake be killed?"

"Will do."

"Did Uncle Hu Ge beat him to death?"

"yes."

"Uncle Hu Ge is really amazing."

Mom didn't refute Little Lolita's innocent childish words, because that was exactly what she expected. It's just that her palms were sweating, and there were more than 400 evolutionaries in the camp, and even the violent quasi-heavyweight Great Ape King didn't dare to go up. What Shen Cong was facing now was the golden flood dragon that was more terrifying than the violent great ape king.

The golden jiao in the thick black smoke was still alive and well even though it was attacked by seventeen bomb vehicles.

It was too powerful, so that they had to beat their hearts into their throats.

"Can Hu Ge kill the golden dragon?" The staff at the headquarters were equally worried. They knew better than ordinary people. The last seventeen bomb vehicles could be said to be the last batch of ammunition in the camp. Yes, there is really nothing left.

This is the last stand.

If you win, you still have a chance to breathe, but if you lose, you can only collapse.

...

Shen Cong didn't know how much expectation he was carrying, even if he knew, he would probably dismiss it.

From the moment the bomb vehicle rushed towards the golden dragon, he entered a cold, calm state of high concentration, planning how to hunt and kill the golden dragon while it was injured.

Hunting and killing the violent great ape king brought him infinite confidence, so what about the powerful evolutionary beast, he would also fall under his own stick.

Shen Cong has longed for the golden dragon for a long time.

Back then Zhang Tianshen clamored to slay the dragon, but now Shen Cong came to help him realize it.

The hand holding the Ape King's javelin did not move, Shen Cong silently said in his heart: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Boom!"

Almost at the exact moment, rushing towards the crane of the golden dragon, the cab exploded loudly, and all the attention of the golden dragon was attracted by the sound of the explosion.

Shen Cong made a move.

The ape king javelin infused with vitality was like a bolt of lightning, drawing a beautiful arc and nailing towards the head of the golden flood dragon. The golden dragon, which was attracted by the explosion, didn't react at all, and was directly inserted into one eye by the lightning-like ape king's javelin, completely submerged in it.

Hiss!

Hiss!

The golden dragon can dodge the artillery, but it can't dodge the shot. It can block the shell fragments, but it can't block the living bone gold weapon.

One shot.

It was more serious than all the previous attacks. The eyes and the brain were closely connected. The golden dragon was so painful that it began to writhe on the ground. Its huge body swept across the ground, as if it had been pushed by a bulldozer, and it was flat.

The yellow dust completely covered up all the black smoke.

The crane was hit by the tail of the snake, and it was torn apart on the spot, and the body of Wang Yu inside did not know what had changed. All of this was out of Shen Cong's attention. He vaguely heard cheers from the direction of the camp, and he didn't care either. The whole person quickly jumped forward, leaving the tossing range of the golden flood dragon.

Although he has the strength to attack or even kill the golden dragon, but also, if the golden dragon gives him a tail, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

With powerful strength and relatively fragile bodies, humans do have disadvantages compared to evolved beasts.

But wisdom more than makes up for everything.

Jumping out of the battle circle, Shen Cong immediately rushed to the dusty place. He had a glass eye mask and was not afraid of dust. And the dust can just stop the Golden Jiao's information collection and lose his perception of Shen Cong. Its huge body could not be concealed, and it was completely exposed to Shen Cong's eyes.

The second King of the Apes javelin is in hand, ready to throw.

The opportunity flashed by.

Shen Cong quickly caught it, and threw the javelin at close range, and his accuracy was already very good. The ape king's javelin pierced the golden flood dragon's other eye between lightning and flint.

Although snakes don't rely on eyesight, these two shots are not just as simple as inserting eyes, but directly injured the brain of the golden flood dragon.

It can be seen that in the process of struggling and tumbling, the body of the golden dragon twitched involuntarily, which was the reaction of the nerves being stimulated.

Hiss!

The golden jiao was hit hard again and again, unable to act aggressively anymore, he turned around and planned to flee from the battlefield.

However, Shen Cong regarded the idea of ​​"taking his life while he is sick" as his standard. At that time, he ran and jumped onto the Golden Jiao, and then crawled towards the snake's head.

Just as he was about to climb to the snake's head, the golden jiao turned over abruptly. With this rollover, Shen Cong immediately dug his hands into the snake's flesh, and clung to the snake's body to avoid it. When he rolled over, Shen Cong only felt that he was crushed hard. The semi-activated battle armor was almost crushed, and the javelins on his back snapped off.

Fortunately, the golden dragon didn't have the strength to roll over once, so there was no way to do it again.

Shen Cong, who was crushed by the snake, immediately jumped up, pulled out the ape king's broadsword that had not been crushed from his waist, and aimed it at three inches of the golden dragon, and stabbed it hard.

The snake has two fatal points, seven inches and three inches, seven inches is the heart, and three inches is the joint of the vertebrae. As long as you hit these two places, you can kill the snake at once.

However, Qicun was very difficult to find, and it had to be found by an experienced veteran. At least Shen Cong hadn't found where the Golden Jiao's Qicun was.

The next best thing is to hit three inches. Three inches is easy to find, and the thinnest connection between the neck and the head is not far away. As long as the spine here is broken, all the snake's nerves will be paralyzed directly, and it will be slaughtered.

Shen Cong had estimated the three inches of the golden dragon very early on.

Infused with activity, the ape king's broadsword easily broke through the skin and smoothly inserted into the spine of the golden flood dragon. With a sudden force, only a click sound was heard, and the ape king's broadsword forcibly broke the golden flood dragon's spine.

It was.

The golden dragon twitched all over and stopped swimming instantly, lying on the ground as if dead.

The blood from the broken vertebra splashed all over Shen Cong.

...

for a moment.

The yellow dust gradually dispersed, and the nervous people in the camp watching the dragon slaughter from a distance saw Shen Cong standing on the snake's head and harvesting the snake's horns. (To be continued.)