Ultimate Devouring Evolution

In Zhang Fan's right hand, he was holding a black card—the identity card.

He seemed to be attacking with his fist just now, but in fact, he hid his identity card between his fingers.

This ID card looks inconspicuous, but it is actually made of metal.

Since his current strength reached 500 kilograms, this punch cut the clone's right palm in half.

Zhang Fan succeeded in one blow, and never gave the clone a chance to breathe.

He specifically attacked the right hand of the clone, forcing the clone to fight with his right hand.

The clone is in a dilemma at this time.

Not using the right hand is equivalent to losing an arm, so naturally he is no match for Zhang Fan.

Using his right hand will instantly become his weakness.

As a result, within five minutes, Zhang Fan had completely gained the upper hand.

At a certain moment, he saw the opportunity, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the bloody right hand of the clone.

"what--"

The screams of the clone body killing pigs echoed throughout the empty passage.

Under the severe pain, he tried his best to punch Zhang Fan's chest.

Zhang Fan was waiting for this move.

He held the identity card between his right fingers again, and punched the clone's fist.

Bang——

"what--"

The screams like killing a pig sounded again.

The clone fell directly to the ground because of the pain.

His left hand was also cut in half, bleeding profusely.

Zhang Fan firmly carried out the spirit of "I'll kill you while you're sick", and rushed over, punching the clone like a storm.

The identity card was still held between the fingers of his right fist.

On the body and face of the clone, countless wounds were stabbed in all directions by identity cards.

Finally, the clone couldn't stand it anymore.

Chi -

The card slid across the clone's throat.

A line of blood appeared on his neck.

He quickly grabbed his neck with his broken hands, his eyes widened in horror.

puff--

Blood spurted from his fingers like a fountain.

And accompanied by the sound of "squeak".

Sprayed Zhang Fan all over his body.

Zhang Fan didn't care about these at all.

He stood up abruptly, kicked hard, and stepped on the clone's head.

Click——

The clone's head split open like a watermelon.

The shattered skulls splashed about three meters away.

Until this time, Zhang Fan's cold face showed a relaxed look.

He sat down next to the shattered head of the clone, his hands on the ground, panting.

This clone is worthy of level 2, it is really difficult to deal with.

After resting for a while, Zhang Fan took out a blood bead from the pile of minced meat.

Strange to say, although this blood bead was produced from flesh and blood, it was as moist as jade and not stained with blood at all.

Like a blood jade.

With blood beads in his hands, Zhang Fan, who hadn't eaten all night, felt a convulsion in his stomach again.

A large amount of saliva was secreted from his mouth, and he couldn't help making a gurgling sound in his throat.

I can't stand it any longer.

He opened his mouth and slapped the blood bead into his mouth.

Once again, it was like drinking a bottle of cold beer, refreshing the whole body.

And this time, the cold feeling flowed to his limbs like a flood.

to all the cells in his body.

Zhang Fan was overjoyed.

To be promoted!

But then he remembered that when he was promoted last time, he was suddenly shot in the back by an anesthetic needle.

So he quickly rolled on the spot.

call out--

A shadow passed by his shoulder.

Ding--

a soft sound,

nailed to the solid wall.

Looking carefully, it was an anesthesia needle.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to stand up, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

Countless small holes appeared on the walls on all sides, and even on the ceiling.

An anesthesia needle shot out of each small hole.

If Zhang Fan still has the reaction speed of level 1, he must be shot into a hedgehog.

However, he is now level 2.

At level 2, compared to level 1, his reaction speed is twice as fast.

At this critical moment, he yanked the corpse of the clone next to him and covered himself.

Puff puff puff puff——

Countless muffled sounds were heard, and the corpse was shot directly into a hedgehog.

After half a minute, the sound finally stopped.

But Zhang Fan didn't get up immediately, but waited for a full ten minutes to make sure that there was no anesthesia injection before he got up.

Looking at the corpse again, at least three hundred anesthesia needles had already been densely inserted into the body.

Zhang Fan was secretly afraid.

He wanted to flee the room immediately, but on second thought.

The anesthesia needles in this room are probably exhausted, so it is safe here.

If you go to the passage and other rooms, it is not very safe.

Thinking of this, he continued to drag the corpse to the door, leaning his back against the door, and placed the corpse next to him in case of emergency.

After doing all this, Zhang Fan suddenly realized that the cool and refreshing feeling in his body had disappeared at some point.

Instead, there is a feeling of radiance.

That kind of feeling is like being able to embrace the moon in the nine heavens, but to catch turtles in the five oceans.

His heart couldn't help beating wildly.

"Promoted?"

There is a dynamometer in the room.

He couldn't help standing up.

But he didn't move immediately, but waited for a while.

Seeing that there were really no more injections of anesthesia needles around, he quickly walked to the dynamometer.

Take a deep breath and clenched your right fist.

"Ah--"

With a shout, his right fist came out like electricity.

call--

As he swung his right fist, there was a sound of wind.

Bang——

The rubber ball on the dynamometer kept shaking.

The screen immediately lit up, and two lines of words appeared on it.

Force: 1.023 tons

Level: Level 3

Zhang Fan was overjoyed when he saw the unit of strength changed from kilogram to ton.

Finally promoted!

The strength soared doubled directly.

Clenching his fists tightly, feeling the surging power in his body, Zhang Fan couldn't help but want to cry up to the sky.

Now promoted to level 3, one punch can produce 1 ton of strength.

If you encounter a level 2 clone again, you can easily handle it.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but wonder if he could go to the zombie hall now.

He has turned this passage all over, and there seems to be no other exit.

Only the zombie hall has not been there.

So the exit is likely to be in the zombie hall.

However, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he thought of the hundreds of strangely shaped zombies in the hall.

Although he has now been promoted to level 3 and his strength has doubled, he is not 100% sure, and he does not intend to rush into it.

It would be best to search for more blood beads and strive to be promoted to level 4. At that time, if we go to the zombie hall, we will be more confident.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan continued to search the rooms on both sides of the passage.

However, he had searched almost all of these rooms yesterday.

The clones and zombies inside were either killed by him or by other clones.

He spent a whole day searching the rooms on both sides of the passage five times, but he couldn't find another zombie or clone.

After resting for half an hour, his hunger came again.

Now, only the Zombie Hall has Blood Bead Zombies.

Thinking of this, his heart gradually became firm.

It seems that now we can only go to the zombie hall.