This feeling is not unfamiliar to Shi Lan, she has felt it when she received the memories of the original owner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The thrust was immediately revealed, obviously not wanting others to find out about her movements, Shi Lan already knew who the black hand was, where she was willing to get out, Hao's wrist turned slightly, and with a quick backhand, the body temperature fell into her fingertips in an instant.

The figure rushed forward according to inertia, Shi Lan's arm pulled, unloading her strength from struggling again and again, and one by one, she pounced faster and faster towards the zombie crowd.

There were two muffled sounds of 'bang' in succession, Shi Lan's arm that landed first on the ground hurt, and the machete in his hand loosened, and he fell to the ground with a 'dang'.

Half a step away, the zombies gathered one after another, Shi Lan rolled on the ground on a lazy donkey, grabbed the machete and cut the head of the zombie who leaned over first, a milky white slurry splashed out, and a terrible howl like a night owl came from behind him.

"Help......"

The corners of Shi Lan's mouth smirked, and she secretly said that she couldn't live, and a dodge had already dodged out of the crowd of zombies who had been attracted by the screams.

In the car, Guo Dabao noticed something strange by the door, and when he turned his head, he heard Liu Hui's screams.

Guo Dabao has always treasured Liu Hui, and when he heard her call for help, he naturally pounced.

Liu Hui screamed and moved on the ground in horror, but secretly cursed in her heart, why didn't those corrupt and foul-smelling zombies look for Shi Lan, but were only interested in her.

Guo Dabao threw himself down into the group of zombies, cutting down the zombies who had lost half of their face and half of their arms and the other whose hands and feet were intact but had lost half of their heads, and his tall body was like a strong high wall, firmly blocking Liu Hui.

Liu Hui was stunned for a moment and wanted to speak, but another zombie roared and stretched out its claws, Liu Hui was so frightened that she couldn't help but let out another round of deafening screams, and actually covered the roar of the car.

A meter away, the zombies who were still besieging the car suddenly stopped, and turned their heads to gather towards Guo Dabao and Liu Hui, who were besieged on the ground.

Ming Hao cursed in a low voice, grabbed the long knife, endured the emptiness of his body, and got out of the car to attack the zombies.

Shen Chen frowned and followed as well.

Two meters away, hiding behind the car, Shi Lan saw that there were fewer and fewer zombies besieging, but the coldness in his eyes was increasing.

The number of people besieging this time is a few more than the time the original owner encountered it, at that time they had awakened their abilities, and their combat power was much stronger than now, but the original owner died, and Liu Hui now has hope of living.

Seeing that the besieging zombies were decreasing, Shi Lan snorted coldly.

Her behavior has put them in a bitter battle, and if Liu Hui is alive in the future, she will definitely bite herself, and now her combat power is obviously insufficient, and when she practices her body, she wants to see who else can protect this poisonous woman!

There was a slightly empty road in front of him, and Shi Lan had made up his mind, and turned to burrow into the rippling reeds.

After walking for about half an hour, the small building that was washed and scattered in the room came into view, and Shi Lan picked a clean and neat one and got into it.

After solving the two zombies trapped in the yard and unable to move, Shi Lan went to the kitchen to put the food in one place.

Although this place has been included in the jurisdiction of the town, but in fact it is still rural, the residents usually use the stove as the main fire, Shi Lan is familiar with the stove, first made himself a good lunch, and steamed six drawers of steamed buns before extinguishing the fire.

The green smoke rose into the air and dispersed in an instant, Shi Lan stood in the courtyard, looked up at the chimney, and made sure that there was no more smoke, before carrying the steamed bun and turned into the house.

The night dominated the sky with low black clouds, and the stars struggled a few times, but they were still hidden behind them, and they could not show their heads again.

A Land Rover roared to this ordinary house, the window slowly fell, a man with a cheeky face looked up for a moment, someone in the back seat came down, looked in the door for a moment, and said, "Big brother, there are no zombies in it." ”

The cheeked man nodded and said, "Go in and open the door, let's settle here tonight." ”

The man nodded, jumped up, and with a neat kick of his leather boots, the man jumped over deftly.

The boots landed on the flat concrete floor with a muffled 'thud'.

In the room, Shi Lan, who was stained with sweat, slowly withdrew her hands and feet, she carefully leaned against the window, and there was a figure at the door moving the latch.

As he pulled the door open, the roar of the car hit his eardrums.

The car stopped in the yard, and four figures came down from the car one after another, plus the one just now was five.

Shi Lan frowned, she didn't understand why they wanted to pick their own one with so many houses, but she still quickly erased the traces of the lives of people in the house.

Some people quickly went to the kitchen to check, and when they came out again, they held rice noodles in their hands, and some people went to the side, which was where the owner of the place rested.

It was there that Shi Lan found the zombies, and because he thought it smelled bad, he came to the production workshop for a few nights.

The other two came directly to the door of the house where Shi Lan was, listened attentively for a while, and noticed that there was no movement, so they kicked the door open recklessly, and the two walked in.

With the sound of the two of them walking, Shi Lan turned around lightly, and the person swept to the corner of the wall like a flying butterfly, and the person hid in the dark like a gecko.

The visitor touched something, rubbed it twice, and emitted a trace of fire.

One person beckoned to the back, "There's no one here," and the other turned back to the car, dragging the man who had been standing by the car.

The bearded man walked out of the house where his master lived, and said strangely: "There is blood at the door, but there is no one in the house." ”

The man shook off the person who was leading him, stretched out the things in his hand, and the one with the lighter brought the fire together and said, "I guess the last group of people cleaned it up." ”

The beard turned his head to look at the half bag of flour, and did not speak again.

There are indeed fools who pass by along the way but don't empty the food, just to leave some rations for the back, or not, this is also cheaper, who will hate to eat less these years.

The flames flickered a few times, gradually brightened, and the room was shrouded in a layer of dim and hazy light, Shi Lan didn't expect that these people were quite well prepared, and quickly shrank and hid behind the half-human-high machine.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, the beard turned around and went back to the master room, after all, there was only a soft and comfortable bed there.

The other two turned their eyes to the person who had been standing there like a log, the one with the lighter reached out to grab it, but the other took the lead and dragged the man to him, and said, "Brother, you came first yesterday, and it should be my turn today." ”

The lighter man shrugged his shoulders, turned around indifferently and said, "Then you hurry up, Liu Qiang will cook later." ”

The man answered, and when he closed the door, he dragged the man to the cushion in the corner.

The light of the fire moved to the edge of the cushion, and after a tearing of the cloth, the cushion made the sound of a spring being pressed suddenly.

Shi Lan, who had been forced to listen to the foot of the wall several times, immediately noticed that something was wrong, and although she had the heart to refrain from looking, she still didn't control her eyes.

On the cushion, the one who was pressed down was a woman with a withered face and a thin body, and the one above was a man with a strong body and a fairly strong body.

Seeing him rudely tugging at her hair, and his other hand pinching and twisting her like a beast, Shi Lan couldn't help but show an unbearable expression.