On the edge of the roof of the teaching building directly opposite the rooftop exit, a girl stood silently, looking at Mr. Mo from afar, her black hair was like a snake, dancing wildly in the wind, covering half of her face, and occasionally revealing her eyes, which were completely white and the same as the tyrant!

Shockingly, her body was stained with dark red blood, and from head to toe, the original blue and white school uniform was like a ghost clothes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, she was nibbling with a slender, blood-stained hand, and behind her was a messy corpse. The other group of students who had retreated to the rooftop like Xiaoqiu and them were all killed unconsciously!

From the time the tyrant entered the rooftop to Mr. Mo's killing of the tyrant, the time was definitely within half a minute, and the short rest that followed was only a minute, and in this short minute and a half minutes, I didn't hear any screams from the other side at all.

Its strength may be even higher than that of the tyrant!

He Liming's suddenly changed face fell into the eyes of Forty-Seven and Liang Suquan, making them frown, and turned their heads along He Liming's line of sight, that slender figure made their hearts cold.

Swallowing with some difficulty, Forty-Seven said with an ugly face,

"Do you want me to go over and talk to her? My pick-up skills are still good. ”

His voice was a little hoarse because of his thirsty throat, but as he said it, there was a wry smile on his face, and his sense of humor at this time seemed a little weird, but that deep sense of powerlessness reached everyone's hearts, including Mr. Mo.

When Forty-Seven spoke, he felt that something was wrong, and then turned his head to look at the place where everyone's eyes were gathered, and saw the figure. Mr. Mo's face suddenly calmed down and became a little indifferent, but he hugged Xiaoqiu in his arms harder, as if he wanted to rub it into his arms completely.

In fact, if Mr. Mo has a very good memory, he will remember that he saw the girl, the girl who learned to bark when he met the cat possessed by the false meow.

Turning around and glancing at the mountains that began to rise and fall at the end of the city, Liang Suquan, who had been silent, picked up the conversation,

"You're not handsome, let me do this kind of thing."

Frankly speaking, Liang Suquan's appearance is still very good, medium stature, slightly thin, upright and white, slightly magnetic voice, and a bit of melancholy temperament in literature and art.

Therefore, when he said this, Forty-Seven only twitched the corners of his mouth and failed to refute it.

Spit out a mouthful of blood again, He Liming squatted down and continued to bandage Xiaoqiu's wound with some difficulty. He is a man who has a beginning and an end, and although he feels that he will not live long, the bandaging will be completed.

"I hate fighting, why should humans hurt each other?"

Staring intently at the zombie girl who was slowly chewing her fingers, Liang Suquan said suddenly. It's a little inexplicable, but He Liming heard a hidden meaning, so while bandaging, he said,

"Do you think those things that look like zombies are human?"

"They used to be scum, but now they can be called human, and from an intelligent point of view, I admit that they are human, but ...... Scold! They don't seem to agree with us as we are. ”

Liang Suquan sneered, with his eyesight, he could clearly see that the zombie girl had bitten off a ring finger and was chewing slowly.

Hunters and prey can never live in harmony unless they have to face a common predator.

About a minute later, He Liming finished bandaging, although the broken part of Xiaoqiu's arm was still oozing blood, and the wound was slightly rubbed by the strip of clothing and cloth, which brought knife-like pain, but it was much better than just now. The conditions are limited, and He Liming can only do this.

After standing up, He Liming vomited a mouthful of blood, his face became pale, and the action of squatting down was very bad for his injury.

Mr. Mo gently patted Xiaoqiu's back and said warmly,

"Xiaoqiu, it's time for us to go."

I don't know why the zombie girl didn't come to attack them, but it's definitely not a good choice to stay here. After a brief conversation, they decided to go downstairs.

Although Mr. Mo really wanted to carry Xiaoqiu on his back, he still had to take a weapon. Even if there is little hope, they will not be killed, what if they do survive?

For Mr. Mo, there is really a sense of "I can't hug you if I hold a weapon, and I can't protect you if I put down my weapon".

In the end, Mr. Mo gave two pistols to He Liming, and the remaining one to Forty-seven, and their marksmanship was much better than that of Mr. Mo. Liang Suquan, on the other hand, took a dagger, and was not suitable for using an iron rod with one hand. Mr. Mo picked up the spear that he had dropped at the beginning, it was really ridiculous to say, obviously the spear was what he was best at, but at the critical moment, the spear had no effect at all, and now Mr. Mo planned to use it as a javelin, so he threw the spear and threw the dagger. If there is a future, be sure to change it to a useful one.

When going downstairs, the pace of several people was not slow or hurried, not that they didn't want to run faster, but they didn't know if the act of running away quickly would stimulate the zombie girl, and after a little weighing, they chose a relatively gentle speed to go downstairs.

It is very strange that in the process of going downstairs, the zombie girl is still just standing on the top of the building, following everyone.

When he was about to reach the first floor, Forty-Seven glanced at the zombie girl around the corner, but the scene he saw couldn't help but make his pupils shrink and his heart beat hard.

"Let's go! She's down! ”

Forty-seven roared.

The zombie girl actually jumped directly from the roof of the sixth floor! That's more than 20 meters high!

Hearing Forty-Seven's words, several people's faces sank, and the speed under their feet suddenly accelerated. Mr. Mo mentioned to them a little before, his car is very likely to be able to withstand the zombie girl, the terrifying power shown by the tyrant makes Mr. Mo not sure, in case the zombie girl's strength is also at the same level, then the game is over, but no matter how you look at it, the zombie girl is speed-type.

The zombie girl didn't fall directly to the ground, she counted on her toes between the floors, and most of the impact was eliminated. At the same time, he also threw away the bloodied and mutilated hand on his hand, and used his strength to adjust his posture and balance. Such subtle techniques are far superior to those of a tyrant who can only use brute force!

After landing, it is like an arrow from the string, and it strikes at great speed.

Mr. Mo and the others looked at her, but they couldn't see her movements clearly, only to see a cloud of phantoms approaching at an unimaginably terrifying speed.

When the zombie girl started running, several people reached the bottom of the building. Judging by the speed of the zombie girl, there is simply not enough time! It took a little longer for a few people to squeeze into the car, after all, there were already two people in the car, Nanxi and Yu Penglai, who could only sit in the position of five people, and seven people were supposed to be seated, and weapons were added, and the injuries also brought inconvenience to movement. And after running, the zombie girl's speed is still accelerating, and it is very likely that they will be killed before they finish getting into the car.

However, the mutation is reborn!

An iron rod torn from the window passed through a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant, and slammed into the concrete floor in front of the zombie girl. If it weren't for the zombie girl slowing down in time, I'm afraid this iron rod would have penetrated her entire abdomen directly.

Immediately afterwards, another iron rod attacked, but it was not the zombie girl who attacked, but Mr. Mo's car!

A sharp and piercing metal grinding bang suddenly exploded! Suddenly, there was an iron rod on the rear tire of the car.

In an instant, Mr. Mo felt cold all over his body, and his heart completely sank to the bottom.