The zombies on the two sides standing on different positions are fighting fiercely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Originally, three against seven was a sure lose, but the man's corpse control ability seemed to increase the combat power of his own zombies, making the two sides with a huge disparity fight for a long time.

But the rank of the man was not enough after all, and he failed to reverse the ending.

Five of the seven enemy zombies died, and the three zombies who protected the man also fell one by one. The two zombies who survived were covered in the blood and flesh of their kind, and their murderous blind eyes stared at the man fiercely, swaying towards the man.

The man seemed exhausted, he struggled slightly, and then fell to the ground motionless like a puddle of mud.

This kind of behavior seems to be giving up resistance, and it must be weak in the eyes of others. But Mo Hualing inexplicably felt that this man's struggle just now had exhausted all the strength of his body, revealing a strong desire to survive.

The two zombies came close to the man. Disgusting saliva flowed out of their fishy mouths, down the sharp fangs, and fell to the ground drop by drop, the delicious fragrance of human flesh aroused their strong ****, and they instantly pounced desperately!

Mo Hualing hid behind the door and watched. She's weighing the pros and cons.

Sometimes, however, sanity and calmness don't always work.

At the moment when the zombie pounced viciously. The man raised his head suddenly, and his eyes full of unwilling and fierce cold light were like the brightest stars in the sky, never giving up, never admitting defeat!

These eyes made Mo Hualing stunned. She remembered herself.

Almost instantly, she slammed like a bullet at the man in the corner and the two zombies that pounced on him!

The man stared at the two zombies that flew over like a dying hungry wolf, his right hand grappling with a dagger, his knuckles white.

He will never throw in the towel! Never! It's a big deal!

The rotting face of the zombie was already close in front of him, and the man struggled to raise his right hand, and was about to attack, but there was a strong gust of wind blowing, carrying a murderous aura like a sea of blood and blood in the corpse mountain, sweeping in!

But in the blink of an eye, two hideous heads hit the ground, and the sharp claws, which were only a centimeter away from the man's chest, suddenly drooped.

Mo Hualing indifferently kicked away the two headless bodies, walked up to the man with elegant steps, and squatted down.

"Eh, are you dead?" Her voice was as cold as frost on an iceberg that would never melt, but there was a hint of concern.

The man looked at Mo Hualing cautiously and coldly, even though the zombie had been killed, the dagger he held in his right hand still did not relax. Hearing Mo Hualing's question, the corners of his lips hidden in the dark twitched slightly, but he did not answer.

Feeling the man's compelling gaze, Mo Hualing had the idea of teasing people for the first time. She stretched out her slender white fingers and gently poked the man's hard chest, her inky and bewitching eyes flashed brightly, blurring a rare smile, "Man, I saved you just now, don't you say thank you?" ”

The man grabbed Mo Hualing's wrist with his free left hand and opened his mouth for the first time, "Woman, who are you and what do you want to do?" The voice that was slightly hoarse because of exhaustion was still noble and elegant, but it exuded a bit of cruel killing intent, cold and charming. Even Mo Hualing couldn't help but admire, it was really a sinful texture that could make people's ears pregnant.

Mo Hualing shook it lightly, and then broke away from the man's weak wrist, "Don't be so nervous." You have a wound in your chest. She had already smelled a strong smell of blood when she was outside the equipment room, and when she touched it, she felt the stickiness again, and she knew that the man had a wound on his chest. Using her backpack as a cover, she took out a small medical kit from the space that she had prepared in the morning. Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs, disinfectants, gauze, blades, needles and threads, etc.

It was so dark in the equipment room that the man could only vaguely feel that the woman in front of him had taken something out. His weak left hand still had the slippery and slightly cool touch on the woman's arm, and his heart fluttered slightly. The habitual wariness he had developed for a long time made his radiant eyes a little more solemn, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'll help you apply the medicine." Mo Hualing completely ignored the man's oppressive gaze, took out a flashlight to illuminate it, and then opened the medicine box and took out the corresponding medicine tools. In her previous life, there was no doctor, and every time she was injured, no matter how heavy it was, she could only deal with it herself. So she is quite skilled in dealing with trauma.

She boldly tore the man's upper body clothes, wiped the blood around the wound three or two times, took out alcohol to disinfect the wound, and then bandaged the wound steadily.

From beginning to end, except for the slight movement of the man's eyebrows, he didn't say a word, and even his breathing was extremely stable, just the same as before, only the sweat-soaked hair, which leaked the pain in the heart.

"Thank you." The man spoke in a low voice, his voice tinged with a slight wheezing. He stroked his injured chest, his hands on the ground as if remembered.

"Don't move yet." Mo Hualing pressed him to the ground without pity, and explained coldly, "Your body has always been very weak, soft, and slaughtered, you should have been drugged." I have the antidote here, and when you eat it, I don't care if you toss it. After speaking, he sighed secretly. She doesn't know what kind of sin she has created today, and she is in such a big trouble. It's the first time she's taken such care of someone.

The man obediently did not move. But Mo Hualing knew that he didn't fully trust her. Because his right hand clenched the dagger and never relaxed.

However, she appreciates this sex. Much like her.

Mo Hualing found the antidote in a special place in the space, then took out a bottle of water and handed it to the man.

The man hesitated, but finally took it. After taking the medicine, his body really improved, and he had a little strength, and the man's cold and ruthless glass eyes softened slightly.

Mo Hualing put away the medicine box, stood up simply, and looked at the man's bright eyes coldly, "Okay, I'm leaving." Without the slightest hint of nostalgia, she turned around and walked towards the door of the equipment room. She didn't even bother to look at the man's face.

"Woman, I owe you my life. Whatever you want in the future, you can come to me. The night is not at dawn, my name. ”

"It's not the beginning of the night." Mo Hualing read the name word by word, and a smile bloomed in the dark, "I remember." ”

Seeing that Mo Hualing said this, he was gone, and he frowned at the beginning of the night, and his noble and hoarse voice was much more difficult and a little hurried, "I...... Want to know your name. ”

"Mo Hualing, my name."