Marvel’s Death Merchant

While Tang Xing was fighting in the infinite terrifying plane, Leon was also continuing to fight in the virtual world. The virtual world on the road to survival was indeed not something that could be passed easily.

"Who?!" Leon shouted subconsciously. That movement was already so fast that he was sure that it couldn't be done by a zombie, but if it wasn't a zombie, Leon couldn't imagine who would be so bored and unable to leave, and had to pounce.

Leon walked over slowly, almost like a cat that didn't dare to make any noise with every step he took, for fear of disturbing something. Then, Leon took the awm and got closer and closer to the door. The door has been completely removed from the heavy door panel, the middle is recessed, and the glass on the door is completely broken. But when he came, the door was still in good condition.

Leon leaned against the wall and checked the door with a flashlight. There were blood stains on the recessed part in the middle of the door. It seemed that the thing had hit it on its own, and I was afraid that it had also been injured. But he banged his head against the door like this and only suffered some flesh injuries. What kind of power is this?

Leon's head unknowingly shed a few drops of sweat. He instinctively took a few steps back, bypassed the door, and reached the other end of the corridor. The surrounding environment became darker, maybe it was his psychological effect, but this peaceful atmosphere made me even more upset. At the same time, thinking of that terrible creature, another ￡⌒ sensation ran down his spine, and an extremely cold feeling ran down his spine.

"Quick...quick...ammunition room, where are you?" Leon thought silently in his mind, and he more or less guessed that this was the person infected with the mutated virus that the doctor told him.

"Ah——!" Another long roar came from behind Leon, and his whole vest was chilled. Army training made Leon's reaction even stronger. He immediately turned around and aimed his awp at the door.

Not here.

It doesn't seem to have come out. Leon sighed inwardly. More anxious. "Oh! God bless... Hurry up, the ammunition room!" Leon thought to himself. Even his steps accelerated instantly. He couldn't wait to leave this ghost place immediately!

"Thank God!" Leon touched his forehead and finally found the ammunition room. He reached out and turned the doorknob. At this moment... Leon saw something in his peripheral vision. Yes, it's the mutated infected person.

Leon stopped. Looking at it, he squatted there, looking at him like a puppy. But Leon didn't think it was as easy to deal with as a puppy. He slowly raised the gun and aimed at it. It shook its head, as if curious about what Leon was doing. Leon was convinced: What a great opportunity!

"Bang!——" The trajectory of the bullet is a straight line. A long time ago, I thought it was the straightest straight line in the world. But unfortunately it's just a straight line. The hunter jumped away with his terrifying leaping power. It hissed and bounced off the wall like Spider-Man, instantly knocking Leon to the ground.

Leon didn't react in time and was jumped by him. He wore a hood and sat on his belly. He had short and powerful claws on his hands, and he was very strong, and he grabbed Leon's chest. Leon grabbed its two wrists accurately, and it pressed down on Leon with all his strength, but Leon just held on. It was too dark for me to see clearly what he looked like. His hands were very swollen. The body temperature is very low.

Leon's strength is not as strong as the mutated infected person, and if this continues, it will definitely be Leon who will die. Leon mustered up all his strength to push its hand away. Perhaps it was unprepared and leaned back, and Leon gathered enough strength to punch him on the right side of his face. The thing was obviously stunned. Leon took advantage of the momentum to tighten its collar and flipped it backwards, flipping it to the ground.

And when Leon was about to get up, the thing screamed strangely again, and Leon didn't understand what was going on. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and realized that the hunter had hit my stomach and knocked Leon backwards. Leon leaned against the wall like a dead fish, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. My abdomen twitched, and my eyes seemed to be shining with stars.

"Ahem..." Leon felt as if his heart and lungs were about to come out. He rushed forward angrily. But it was in vain. Leon rubbed his belly and looked around, but he didn't find the monster.

"Gun... gun!" Leon touched his waist, and the knife and pistol fell off. He looked around with the flashlight on his hand, only to find that the p1911 on the ground was already the broken knife. Just as Leon was about to get it, he heard a scream, followed by a sharp pain in his back.

Leon was knocked to the ground again. This time Leon almost heard the sound of my own bones breaking. The pistol was right in front of me. He reached for it, but he missed it. At this time, the guy behind him used his sharp claws to scratch Leon's back mercilessly, causing a burst of burning pain.

The pain stimulated Leon's nerves, and Leon's whole body tensed up and he lunged forward.

"Gun!" Leon got it. He grabbed the pistol. Not letting him be happy, Leon turned around and put the gun in front of the thing's head. The monster was curious and died with a "bang". The blood shot out so far that even the ceiling was stained with her blood.

Splashed in Leon's face. The infected person fell aside.

Leon was shocked. Panting heavily, his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He ignored the pain and stood up with a rebound. Leaning against the wall, Leon finally confirmed that the guy was dead. Only then did Leon feel at ease and slowly slid to the ground.

It didn't take long for Leon to calm down. Looking around, it was already dusk outside. Only then did Leon stop thinking and checked the wound.

There was a dark spot on Leon's chest where he was hit and there would be bruises inside. The clothes on his back were scratched and bleeding. He thought it was only because the doctor's vaccine was effective that Leon survived, so he wasn't worried about wounds. Leon used his pistol to break the lock on the ammunition room door. Unfortunately, the barrel of Lyon's AWM was partially dented, but it was enough to ruin this good gun.

In the ammunition room I found a Maglenan pistol. Although it was a pistol, it was as powerful as a shotgun. Then he started looking for a long gun. The police station obviously didn't have any good long guns, which could be seen from the p226s all over the table.

Then Lyon found sg552 and m16 in the private storage room, but they were not what Lyon was used to.

But what excited Leon was that he found the gun I wanted in the closet of the police chief's office, and it was the Soviet-made SVD sniper rifle I wanted.

The former Russian army selected a sniper rifle designed by Dragunov in 1963 to replace the Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle. After further improvements, it began to be equipped with troops in 1967. In addition to the former Russia, the armies of Egypt, Yugoslavia, Romania and other countries also adopt and produce such sniper rifles. A sniper rifle is lethal at a distance of more than 1,000 meters, but this gun is not manufactured for ultra-high accuracy requirements. So this gun is already a very good gun for Leon, a person who fights in the virtual world.

"Ka..." Leon pushed open the door of the police station, and dazzling light shone in. Leon blocked it with his hand, rubbed his eyes, and walked out. It was already afternoon, and the zombies named by Leon before were still lying on the ground, and a few new ones had arrived. He happily sent them away with bullets.

Then, Lyon walked along the sunset. Beyond the sunset was Lyon's hope, which was Mercy Hospital.

Two hours later, the sun was mostly blocked by the mountains in the distance. Leon heard the gunfire. During the two hours he walked carefully, Leon didn't encounter a group of zombies along the way. Leon thought he was very lucky. But the gunshots at this moment made Lyon alert. The vaccine that Lyon brought is no longer there. If it were the army, Lyon thought they would be very angry. Assuming that it was not an army, there would be no need for Leon to go there. If Leon went there alone, he would die.

Leon was hesitating. It seemed that he was careless. The zombies behind him all rushed over after hearing the sound of gunfire. And he is a side dish on their roadside.

"Fuck..." Leon cursed in his heart, running towards the place where the gunshots came from with his gun, and using the sand eagle to kill the zombies that were trying to surround him. Gradually, the sound of gunshots became clearer and clearer. Leon saw from a distance that there were about four people, so they were not an army.

"Hey... Bill, I think I saw someone...! It's a survivor!!" This was a high-pitched voice, which sounded very familiar to Leon, but the impression was not deep.

"You idiot! There are people here, but we are forced to kill!" a rough voice shouted.

Regardless of what happened, Leon immediately waved to them. They were standing on an overturned truck at the moment, occupying the supreme power. The zombies could not attack them for the time being. "Hey! I'm here, I'm a survivor!" Leon shouted, using the sand eagle to clean up the zombies coming back to Leon.

Leon also saw clearly who the familiar voice was. It was Louis, the black white-collar worker. They met in a place before, but they were infected so these people did not stay.

"Hello! Are you alone?!" shouted the woman, who seemed to be only 18 years old.

"Yes! I only have one person, and I need your help." Leon shouted back. The sand eagle blasted through the heads of two zombies with a roar.

"Come to us quickly, or we can't protect you!" The speaker was an old man who was over 60 years old. It was hard for Leon to imagine that such an old man could hold an M16 and shoot steadily with a cigarette in his mouth. This felt incredibly tangible to Leon.

"Okay!" Leon responded, and then he started a guerrilla war with the zombies around him, and a Sand Eagle was not enough for Leon to resist. I would be extremely embarrassed every time I changed the magazine, but that sixty-year-old with a beret The old man's marksmanship was extremely accurate. Every time he made a hole in the group of corpses surrounding Lyon, he was able to escape.

The battle lasted for three minutes, and Bill and others had almost no communication. Hundreds of corpses lay on this street, extremely bloody under the setting sun. Lyon eventually fled to the truck under the four people.

"Hello." Leon said with a smile. After all, you should pay more attention in such a dangerous world.

"Hello, young man, which military district are you from?" Bill asked, "You are very good."

Leon, who was a soldier, must have understood in his heart. It turned out that the old man Bill was in the army, and he must have been very senior. He might have been able to follow him to the Vietnam War. Military district, how did he know I was from the military district? "you are…"

"I'm just a veteran who came back from the Vietnam War. You don't have to worry about it." The old man replied, seemingly not wanting to ask Leon any more questions. Perhaps he had seen that Leon did not doubt him. (To be continued...)