At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of the extraordinary walkers falling to the ground in the corridor.

Wei Yuanzhou quickly took out a tender green leaf from the inventory, put it in his mouth, and said in a deep voice:

"It is a colorless and odorless paralyzing gas. The source should be ventilation ducts or central air conditioning. It is not very toxic, but it will seriously weaken our combat power."

He immediately judged the attacker's tactics based on the situation of his colleagues.

The more toxic the poison, the heavier the smell, it will be noticed immediately. The attacker is very smart. He used the hospital's ventilation system to cut flesh with blunt knives, bit by bit paralyzing the official walkers in the building.

Zhang Yuanqing let out a "huh": "I guessed it."

A psychic who is good at using toxins, what tactics would he adopt in the case of more attacks and fewer attacks?

When the patrol team was discussing in private, Li Chunfeng speculated that the poisonous gas was transported through the ventilation duct.

So Zhang Yuanqing arranged for Xiaodoubi and Ghost Bride to guard the central air-conditioning and ventilation ducts, and distributed a detoxification pill made by the wood demon to each of the official walkers on duty.

Unexpectedly, I was still recruited.

Zhang Yuanqing estimated that before the psychic acted, he held a "grand" prayer, adding a buff to his actions.

He unhurriedly summoned the scepter of the mountain god, held this "very expensive" but extremely powerful prop in his hand, and activated the "strange power" function of the prop.

In an instant, a powerful force gushed out from the scepter and merged into the limbs, and the weakness of the muscles dissipated instantly.

Zhang Yuanqing rushed out of the lounge with the mountain god's scepter in his hand, just in time to see a stooped man in a black coat with a mask rushing towards the intensive care unit in the brightly lit corridor.

"True!"

He pushed the mountain god's scepter to his feet, and a wave of green ripples spread out. The potted plants placed around the corridor came alive, grew rapidly, and stretched out vines, entangled with the charging enemies.

Wearing a coat, the hunched-backed enemy was extremely flexible. He turned sideways, jumped slightly, avoided vines, and finally jumped up, stepped on the wall to escape a vine's whipping, and came right in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

Under the black clothes, protruded an arm wearing a steel armguard. The palm was like a large rodent front claw, with sharp nails.

"call!"

The sharp claws grazed the air, making a clear whistling sound, and easily tore apart the young man holding the scepter.

But this is just an illusion.

The hunchbacked psychic was stunned for a moment, and then he lay on his left side with his back against the wall, as if he was avoiding something.

"boom!"

On the ground where he was originally, the floor tiles were smashed to pieces.

A young man holding a scepter appeared.

When the stick fell through the air, Zhang Yuanqing immediately kicked up his foot, showing super flexibility, and kicked the psychic's jaw with a "slap" with his toe.

At the same time, he could clearly see half of the psychic's face, with mouse-like dark eyes, gray temples, deep crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and he was very old.

The body of the psychic collapsed suddenly, and he avoided it flexibly again.

Boom!

Zhang Yuanqing kicked like a poisonous snake and left a deep hole in the wall. He did not hesitate to use the star escape technique, and his body turned into a dreamlike star official, just avoiding the claws of the psychic sweeping towards his ankle. JrNovels.com