The 'things' that stood in the way of Yu Sheng and the others used to be called 'humans', but now, there is only one word that can describe them, and that is... Zombie. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The hollow eyes, the rotting skin, the staggering steps, and the naked jealousy and spittle they emanate for other beings with living beings... Desire.

“… What the hell is this? Is there a Resident Evil here?! Yu Sheng remembered a movie he had once seen, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"What is Resident Evil? Have you ever been in a similar situation before? Mo Lan heard Yu Sheng's words and immediately asked him, "Then you should know how to deal with this group of dead, right?" ”

"I've only seen anything like that on TV..."The blonde boy quickly explained, "It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing in reality... But as is customary, it's always right to hit zombie headshots... Right? ”

However, he had no chance of confirming his suspicions, because...

In the next moment, the old man called Fu Bo had already rushed into the zombie group with a thunderous momentum, and with a palm out, and set off a huge palm wind, directly blasting all the zombies in front of him to pieces, opening a smooth road for the upcoming carriage next... But this road full of zombie remains is not smooth to the end, and at the end of it, there are a few... Well... A mixture of flesh and blood, to be exact.

Its appearance is like that created by crushing a large number of zombies and remixing them together... Naturally, its size is far beyond that of ordinary zombies.

"? That old man is so a**? The blonde boy was dumbfounded when he saw this...

"This level of attack ... At the very least, it should be strong... Oh no, it's only a fierce powerhouse, right? ”

"Hmm... The 'fierce' in your mouth is what the Northern Realm calls for a powerhouse of Fu Bo's class..."The girl named Mo Kite, who had not spoken, heard Yu Sheng's exclamation, and said lightly: "And in the Eastern Realm, a martial artist with this kind of power is called a 'grandmaster'. ”

"Warrior?" Yu Sheng scratched his head when he heard this, and a curious look appeared on his face, "Speaking of which... I've indeed heard that the power systems of other realms are completely different from those of the Northern Realm... Can you explain to me in detail the specific levels of the so-called 'warriors'? ”

“… Do you think now is the time to talk about these things? Ink Kite rolled his eyes, then directly pulled out a pitch-black scimitar from his waist, then opened the door of the carriage, and before walking out, he turned his head and said solemnly to Yu Sheng, who was a little overwhelmed: "Although Fauber has helped us open a way, but now he can no longer help us..."

Yes, just as Mo Kite said, at this moment, Fu Bo has left this place with the last flesh and blood mixtures blocked in the zombie group... To be precise, Fauber used himself as a bait to lure away the 'things' that seemed to be full of the final boss's visual sense.

The flesh and blood mixtures seem to be massive, but they move at terrifying speeds.

“… Now I'm going to help Ah Xiao clean up the remaining debris, they hurt Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei (the names of the two horses pulling the cart), otherwise it will be a big problem... Miss Lan will trouble you to take care of it for the rest of your life. ”

Although the power of the old man's palm is amazing, because there are too many zombies blocking the front, and the old man's palm wind is only emptying a straight line of zombies after all... At this moment, the other zombies gradually filled the vacancy of the same kind that had become a wreckage, once again blocking the way of the carriage.

After hurriedly saying the above words, the ink kite quickly closed the door of the carriage... In the carriage, only Mo Lan with a worried face and the rest of her life with a blank face remained.

"Don't worry, Miss Alain," after a short silence, Yu Sheng looked at the girl with worry and anxiety on her face, and said comfortingly: "Old man Fu Bo is so strong, he will definitely be able to clean up those disgusting things quickly, and then come back to help us break out." ”

However... This is just a word of comfort, and to be honest, even the rest of my life does not believe it.

If you can easily get rid of them, why bother with them? … I'm afraid that at this moment, Fauber himself is in a bitter battle, and how can he have the spare strength to help them break through.

“… Thank you, for the rest of your life. Mo Lan nodded noncommittally when she heard this, revealing a reluctant smile, and the worry on her face did not diminish in the slightest...

"We're going to get ready, too..."Yu Sheng took a deep breath as he looked at the rapidly approaching zombies through the window, took out the firearm that had been placed under the seat of the car, and handed a rifle to Mo Lan as he unhooked the safety bolt.

"You know how to use this thing, right? "A strange look of excitement appeared on the face of the dead fish-eyed boy, "Point the gun at what you're going to hit, and pull the trigger... Well, actually, it's the first time I've used it. ”

'Bang'!

A bullet slashed the side of the face for the rest of his life... A large amount of cold sweat was left on his forehead.

"Excuse me!" The girl hurriedly apologized: "But... I didn't pull the trigger..."

“… Call... I'm scared to death..."Yu Sheng took a deep breath, and then said with a serious face, "Anyway, don't put a gun in someone's face, unless you want to kill him... Especially when the gun in your hand is such a homemade and shoddy product, it is easy to misfire and get injured! ”

However, the next moment, the blonde dead-eyed boy suddenly raised his gun, aimed the muzzle of the gun in the direction where the bewildered Mo Lan was, and decisively pulled the trigger.

A bullet slashed through the girl's white side face with a few inches, and shot the head of a zombie behind her who had just smashed the window of the car and was about to climb into the car... He immediately rolled off the speeding carriage.

"It looks like the convention is right~" The blonde dead fish-eyed boy nodded with satisfaction, "Sure enough, headshots are the best way to clean up zombies..."

“… You did it on purpose, right? For the rest of her life," Mo Lan rolled her eyes at the dead fish-eyed boy with a smug face after coming back to her senses, "A stingy man will not have a girl like it~"

"We can talk about this later, Miss Alain~" The blonde boy felt as if something in his body had been ignited, and he suddenly felt excited... After hearing the sound of the windows breaking from behind him and the tearing howl coming from the mouth of the completely irrational zombie, he immediately slammed the butt of his gun backwards, smashing out the other zombie that was trying to climb into the car.

"Well~ I've really fantasized about a similar situation before... I didn't expect it to come true now..."

The boy's face showed a strange expression that made the girl feel a little frightened.

"So, let me 'enjoy' this kind of 'game' that previously only existed in 'fantasy'!"