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Shen Yun kept looking at the teacher who was whispering to the other students with strange eyes.

Wisteria.

"Oh yes! I can't take it anymore!"

"Why do you have to sit with this guy?"

"Leigh. Calm down!"

In the seat, Miyamoto Rei couldn't stand it at first. He stood up, clenched the sharp tip of the gun in his hand and shouted loudly.

Komuro Xiao on the side hurriedly dissuaded.

Wisteria narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a sneer. I saw him slowly stand up from his seat, clenching his hands and facing away from Li. Loudly to the students sitting in the back row.

"Students, we have experienced pain and lost our companions. Here, I apologize to them for their innocent deaths. ”

Wisteria lowered her usually high head and hid her face under her bangs. It's like she's really sad.

"But!" Wisteria straightened up, stretched out his hands, and said passionately like a proud white swan.

"This just shows that we all need a 'leader' here. ”

"Only having a leader who can protect everyone from ugly coercion can change the situation. ”

The words fell.

Saya sneered, while Hirano Toda carefully examined Saye's side face with a nail gun. Xianzi sat quietly in his seat, staring at the wooden knife in his hand, and Shen Yun sat in the back row and watched the live speech with interest.

"Seniors. ”

Luo Meisheng asked cautiously.

"What should we do next?"

"You. ”

Shen Yun looked at the little guy who came over with a little speechlessness.

How did the crisp and decisive battle before turn into stumbling now?

Mu Ming sat down and said to Shen Yun quite familiarly.

"I know, I know, Brother Yun is asking us to wait and see. ”

"I said you guys, haven't you reacted yet?"

Shen Yun stood up and became the focus of attention instead of wisteria.

"If you're not careful, you'll die~"

"Brother Yun, what are you talking about?"

"There are monsters, so many monsters!"

A schoolgirl sitting in the penultimate row by the window glanced out the window and was startled, and instinctively screamed loudly.

And around the school bus, there are a group of zombies moving at high speed.

It is different from the corpses with low mobility, low IQ, and clumsy heads that can be seen everywhere before. These zombies are the type of fear that is truly human.

Approaching at a speed of 100 meters, they seem to be gradually becoming familiar with their instinctive movement posture, and four or five 'humans' with wide mouths and drooping eyes are constantly picking up their speed.

"Hirano! What are you still stunned about! Shoot them!"

Saya was exerting his eldest lady's temperament and scolded Hirano Toda, who was prostrate at the window carefully.

It's not so much chaos as not sorting out the current situation, and in Shen Yun's opinion, this scene in front of him is undoubtedly more appreciative.

Whether it's a student in pain and a runny nose, or a teacher with a frightened face and a limp on the ground.

"Damn! Why can't you shoot?"

By the window, Hirano couldn't stop screaming. This military house with top-notch shooting skills has fallen into a big taboo that only beginners can commit - nervousness.

Although he attached great importance to his interests, in the face of the farce that was becoming more and more uninnovative, Shen Yun still sighed and walked to Hirano Toda's side.

"Stop, it's just a waste of nails to go on. ”

Patting the overly wide back, Shen Yun peeked out of the window.

Then, jumped out.

Of course, it won't really jump out, in fact, Shen Yun just jumped onto the roof of the car. In the howling headwind, Shen Yunping raised the flickering green light in his hand.

Condensed into a scepter in the flickering light.

Skill - Water Making.

Derived from an equivalent exchange, the skill is based on the user's energy output to enhance its effects. As long as the spiritual power output is enough, even the 'miracle' of creating a lake out of thin air can be achieved. Of course, the current Shen Yun can't do this, at best, he can condense the size of a fist with all his strength.

However, the continuous output of spiritual power in the medium to change its properties is a basic use of magic - strengthening. Shen Yun is so skilled that he can play to the point of flying with his eyes closed.

At the top of the scepter, a little droplet of water rolls, gradually increasing in size with the input of spiritual power. Re-instilling spiritual power strengthens its connection.

When it is enough to gather into a fist or so, he raises the morning sun and waits. Swipe gently.

The surrounding air seemed to ripple, refracting distorted light, and the spiritual power that condensed into the substance of water gradually lengthened and thinned with its changes.

"Brush. ”

The decaying flesh that was moving at high speed remained in the air as if it had pressed a pause, disintegrated by the pull of gravity.

All that remained was the shattered shell and the gore in the wind.

"It's so strong!"

These words are not only personal judgments, but also the hearts of all who witnessed this scene.

At this moment, a sound of panic accompanied by a roar gradually came.

In front, a passenger bus toppled in the middle of the road on the road ahead of the school bus. On the bus, a fire broke out.

The passengers on the car had already lit up their eyes that were still visible in the firelight.

"Doctor Juchuan, turn around quickly!"

Wisteria, who had faced a life-and-death wandering, was no longer as calm as it had always been, and her distorted face was the ugliest even among the zombies moving slowly below.

Shizuka Jukawa methodically carried out the process of retreating and shunting, and the pair of excessive boobs kept shaking.

"Here, I'm coming. ”

Zhao Yan, who has always been silent, put one hand on the shoulder of the panicked Ju Chuan Shizuka and said slowly, inexplicably speaking from the mouth of this seemingly wooden man, there is an inexplicable sense of convincing.

Zhao Yan stepped off the school bus very ordinarily, feeling the breath of the living, and these souls wandering in this world let out a deafening hiss. Qi Qi turned his gaze to Zhao Yan.

Surrounded by corpses, the silent man said in a dull voice as hoarse as a scrape of iron.

"I used to think that I had forgotten the honor of a barbarian and lost my dignity as a warrior. ”

"But only now did I understand that only fighting is my destiny!!"

His eyes were covered with blood, revealing madness, and his inky hair stood upright with the burst of air, dyed a trace of crimson under the impact of blood.

The blood of war is burning, and the talent that belongs only to the barbarians is fully activated.

Talent - Berserk!!

Reason has been completely integrated into instinct, driven by bestiality, and bursts of wild breath continue to stimulate the hearts of those who watch this scene.

The hordes began to stir, their too-simple thinking circuits not supporting such a complex judgment and making a decision that was both stupid and justified.

Offensive!

The fight of the dead does not require any tactics. These imprisoned and tormented souls thirst for the blood of the living, the pulse of life that has been lost.

The corpses burned by the flames began to charge with determination.

Even though the number of people is small, in the eyes of these greenhouse flowers, the scene in front of them is completely fantasy into reality, and the flower of miracles blooms around them.