Chapter 91

According to Manager Qian, there are only five level 7 practitioners in the entire Nanshan base. In this way, the person on the gate wall of the Nanshan Base turned out to be one of the leaders of the base.

I didn't expect to meet the leader of the Nanshan base here.

The leader of a base actually came out to guard the gate of the base himself. It can be seen that the Nanshan base attaches great importance to the coming of the apocalyptic rain.

Most of the people below have lived in the Nanshan base for a period of time. They all more or less knew the leader of the base on the city wall. After the level 7 practitioner finished speaking, none of the people below dared to speak. Even though some low-level practitioners were among the crowd below, at this moment these low-level practitioners also chose to shut up.

Until today, Lin Feng had never seen what a level 7 cultivator's majesty looks like in front of people. It's not that Lin Feng, a level 7 cultivator, has never seen him before, but Lin Feng faced him as a cultivator. Just like Feng Si who met before, although he knew that the other party was a level 7 practitioner, when the danger came, Lin Feng still chose to attack the other party. But to ordinary people, level 7 cultivators are like mythical existences.

"drop!"

At this moment, the doomsday watch on Lin Feng's wrist rang.

"Master, shall we continue to leave the base?"

The message was sent by Manager Qian, asking about Lin Feng's decision.

Lin Feng frowned, but there was a level 7 practitioner in front of him. On my side, even if all the disciples of the Exorcism Sect are loyal and help me with all my strength, there are only two level 6 practitioners.

As for other practitioners below level 6, they don't even need to mention it in front of level 7 practitioners. Therefore, low-level practitioners do not need to be counted as combat power in front of powerful level 7 practitioners.

Two level 6 practitioners, plus all kinds of battles, Lin Feng, who can barely be regarded as a level 6 practitioner, may not be the opponent of the level 7 practitioner on the base wall. Unexpectedly, before leaving the Nanshan base, the masters encountered difficulties.

If the fifth-level zombie was not found, Lin Feng might choose to leave after the Nanshan base cleaned up the zombies in the base. But the Level 5 zombie I saw just now completely denied Lin Feng's idea of ​​continuing to stay at the Nanshan base.

Maybe others don't know yet, but Lin Feng knows just how powerful the fifth-level zombies are. Don't look at the large number of those cleaning teams, there are thousands of people. But the most powerful members of that team were only level 6 cultivators. Facing the powerful level 5 zombies who could release their energy, Lin Feng didn't know how long they could last.

Although it is not close to the place where the fifth-level zombie appeared, no one knows which direction the zombie will go after killing those people. The longer the delay here, the more dangerous the situation becomes. Lin Feng must leave the Nanshan base as soon as possible to ensure safety.

"Is there any way you can get us to leave?"

If it starts to fight, Lin Feng feels that there will be no advantage.

Although there is only one level 7 cultivator on the city wall, who can guarantee that there will be no other high-level cultivators. Even if Lin Feng, Ma Dong and Ma Nan could compete with that level 7 practitioner, the result is unpredictable. If the opponent has other advanced practitioners on the wall, the danger is still great.

But if there is really no other way, Lin Feng will still decide to put all his eggs in one basket and fight that level 7 practitioner. Even if his own cultivation is not as good as that of the 7th-level practitioner, whoever blocks Lin Feng at this time is his enemy. For the enemy, Lin Feng will never be soft-hearted, and will try his best to deal with him.

"Don't worry about the sect master, since the sect master has decided to go out, leave the rest to me."

Not long after Lin Feng's message was sent out, the news of Manager Qian came back.

Looking at the tone of the money manager's message, it seemed that he was very confident. Even in the face of level 7 practitioners, Manager Qian didn't seem to care at all.

Could it be that this money manager really has something to do, doesn't even care about level 7 practitioners? Looking at that message, Lin Feng thought to himself.

In the next moment, Lin Feng saw that the door of Manager Qian's car opened in front. But unexpectedly, it was not Manager Qian who got out of the car, but the level 6 practitioner—Ma Dong.

Originally, the crowd below was extremely quiet, but the sound of opening and closing the car door on Lin Feng's side was particularly obvious. Many people in the crowd looked towards Lin Feng, wanting to see who made the sound at this time.

Ma Dong himself is relatively thin and small, and his appearance is extremely ordinary. He belongs to the kind who can't be recognized at a glance in the crowd. Therefore, no one in the crowd knew him, so they all looked at Ma Dong with puzzled eyes.

"We're going out, please open the door."

Ma Dong, who got out of the car, stood still in front of the car, raised his head and said to the level 7 practitioner on the wall of the gate of the base.

"hiss……"

There were gasps of air from the crowd.

No one would have thought that in the face of a level 7 cultivator, someone would dare to ask him to open the door.

"Isn't this person crazy? The one above is a level 7 cultivator. He actually said to ask the other party to open the door. Is there something wrong with this person?"

Following Ma Dong's words, some people began to whisper in the crowd.

"That man on the city wall is one of the leaders of the Nanshan base. Isn't this person stupid, dare to talk to the leader like that?"

"Isn't it? I think this person is dead."

After hearing Ma Dong's words, the crowd began to discuss in a hurry. No one thought that someone would stand up and let the level 7 practitioner open the door at this time. That's the leader of the base, a lofty level 7 practitioner.

From people's point of view, Ma Dong definitely has something wrong with his brain, otherwise, if he speaks out at this time, he is obviously courting death.

And the 7th-level cultivator on the city wall of the gate of the base saw that he had finished speaking, the crowd was quiet, and he was still satisfied with his WeChat. Now I didn't expect that someone would stand up and ask him to open the door, and a monstrous anger rose from my heart. Since this world entered the last days, no one has dared to talk to him like this.

"Who are you? How dare you let me open the door. As I said just now, closing the base's gate is the base's regulation. You are so brave."

Although the anger was raging in his heart, with so many people below, the level 7 cultivator still suppressed the anger in his heart, but his tone was extremely bad. If Ma Dong doesn't give him a perfect explanation, I'm afraid he will make a move the next moment.

Ma Dong didn't speak, but took out a medal from his chest, about the size of a cup, and put it on his chest.

Seeing Ma Dong's actions, the level 7 cultivator on the city wall was a little puzzled, so he quickly picked up the binoculars in his hand and looked towards Ma Dong.

"It turned out to be a friend who is out of doors. Come, open the door, and send the friends out of the city."

After seeing the medal on Ma Dong's chest through the binoculars, the level 7 cultivator's complexion changed, and he immediately smiled, and said politely to Ma Dong below.