He...... I don't think I want to kill myself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Kill the cold season...... It's not good for their testing ground-like business at all.

The words left by reason flashed in his mind, and before his heel could stand firmly, the mobile phone holding the trigger in front of him trembled and wanted to press it, and the moment he breathed in the cold season, even his fingertips trembled, and the exhaled air flow crossed his skin, and before he could react, he heard his heart beat once, twice on the ground, echoing in his ears.

Leng Ji looked at his fingers and pressed down without stopping, his dilated pupils faintly reflected the trembling appearance of his fingers, his mind was blank, and only the subconscious commanded his body instead of Leng Ji.

A voice in his head said to the cold season.

He won't shoot, won't...... No......

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, giving a touch of relaxation in the extremely stressful cold season.

She is too important to the testing ground, she is the only one who is completely immune to the zombie virus, and has a very high test value, as high as ...... They definitely can't afford to kill themselves with the wrong hand, so even if they shoot, he won't let himself be killed with one blow.

So...... He's still going to shoot.

But the target is likely to be your own joint position. Those, destroying the joints that would make you temporarily incapacitated.

Thinking of this, Leng Ji's mood calmed down a little, closed his eyes, before the next breath, Leng Ji had already moved, his body took a step forward, his center of gravity had shifted to the right, his wrist turned around again, and the dagger in his hand was aimed at the enemy's neck.

Bang, and sure enough, the man in front of him fired a shot in the direction of the cold season, and as predicted before, the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at her forehead, but at her bare ankles.

It's a pity that his shooting action still can't catch up with the cold season that he already knows, and the bullet sprays out, stirring up a cloud of dust, wiping the toes of the cold season, and shooting fiercely into the foot of the wooden bed.

The men standing behind them had already turned their heads at this moment, and when they raised their eyes, they could see everything that was happening in front of them without missing anything.

With a gun in his hand, the man watched as the bullets fired by his companion slid through the air in a beautiful arc but did not hit the target, and the cold season's movements did not pause in the slightest and rushed towards him with a knife, and at this moment, the man realized that the situation was not good.

The gun in his hand was raised without hesitation, and his narrowed eyes were aimed at the direction of Leng Ji, but the next moment, even if he was holding the gun high, he didn't dare to press the trigger.

Raising his eyes, Leng Ji had already rushed to his companion's side under his nose with his swift speed.

The man's hand holding the gun was still trembling, and by the time the man reacted, the blade of the dagger had rested on his companion's neck, and as for the position where the man's muzzle was pointed, it was his companion's body, and in the cold season, he hid most of his slender body behind him.

The man hesitated for half a second, the index finger holding the trigger still didn't dare to press down, the hand holding the gun began to tremble, and reason screamed for him to aim at the only exposed arm in the cold season, but the shaking hand made his muzzle always misalign with the right position.

Damn it......

Gritting his teeth, the man watched the blade of the cold season go deep into his companion's neck little by little, blood beads flowed out from the subtle wounds, but his hand was still shaking, and his companion's frightened gaze reached his eyes, but he couldn't do anything, and the muzzle of the gun still couldn't stabilize.