Rebirth My World Savior System

Zhang Bufang turned around and wanted to ask what was going on, but found that Chen He put his index finger on his lips, told him not to speak now, and pointed to a place with his other finger. Zhang Bufang had some

Confused, I came to the place pointed by Chen He and found that the direction of the rock layers here was different from that of other places. I had to sigh that Chen He's observation skills had not been outstanding until now.

Since there are traces of manipulation in this delay, it must be man-made. The zombie they just killed wanted to guard this grass. Who could it be? Zhang Bufang certainly had some hope that he would disappear on his own.

After the two teammates blasted away the rock layer with one palm, they discovered that there was a hole behind the rock layer, and Du Guo was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

They had obviously met this person not long ago, but it was a pity that he looked like this now.

"Do you have any medicine?" Zhang Bufang remembered that this person was quite good, at least judging from the time he met him.

"I only have wound medicine here, and a medicine that can quickly restore consciousness. But after taking it, you will feel very painful, and you will be woken up by the pain." Chen He took out the medicine and handed it to Zhang Bu

In front of you.

"Then let him wake up from the pain. Unexpectedly, after the chance encounter a few days ago, it turns out that their target destination is here." Zhang Bufang still remembers clearly that there were at least a dozen people in Du Guo's team, but why?

Is he the only one in this place?

Wait! There seems to be another team in this northern wasteland, one with a mission with a mortality rate higher than 80%.

So Zhang Bufang smiled and saw that he was covered in sweat after taking the medicine, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. After Du Guo, he pretended to be fake and said, "Du Guo, you don't need to worry now, I'll take care of you."

Before we got here, we discovered that another team had also come to the northern wasteland, and they were also people from the mercenary guild. Be careful, they will find you soon and you will be saved."

"No!!" Du Guo's reaction exceeded Zhang Bufang's expectations.

The injuries on Du Guo's body seemed to be quite serious. His original clothes were dyed brown, and there was a faint smell of blood floating in it. Du Guo felt pain all over his body, so he still grabbed Zhang

Bu Fang's sleeves hurriedly said: "Those people are not with me, save me! Save me! I can't die now!".

"Then what's wrong with you? Are you so worried that those people will find you?" Zhang Bufang just wanted to deceive Du Guo.

"This..." Du Guo looked hesitant, as if he was considering whether to tell Zhang Bufang about this matter, but he chose to refuse and did not intend to tell what happened to him, so he could only hesitate.

He took advantage of the fact that he was seriously injured and could only speak intermittently.

"It's just because I got something that was too much... I, I didn't expect that group of people to turn their backs and deny each other... Save me! Zhang Bufang! I remember you and we met a few days ago! Can you do this for your brother?"

A handful of kindness, brothers will surely repay each other with springs of water in the future!"

So, Du Guo knew these things, and he probably guessed that his name would appear on the employment guild's task list, and the task had already been received, and the person who received it was looking around for someone to kill him.

Chance.

Zhang Bufang hesitated. Now that things have happened, he has also learned to leave a way out and be more cautious in everything he does. Du Guo's few words may be a mixture of falsehood and truth, so Zhang Bufang can only choose not to believe them all.

This is not a small matter. Du Guo, who is over forty, has to sneak into the zombie "residence". Coupled with the details that Zhang Bufang noticed in the employment guild, he feels that Du Guo cannot be saved at this time.

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