Chapter Ninety-Two: The Scratched Man
After the crow leader is eliminated, the remaining zombie crows do not have the command of the leader, and all follow their instincts to attack the ability, so although there are many of them, they can be killed one by one.
Before these zombie crows were completely eliminated, everyone didn't dare to relax, but fortunately, after working hard for most of the day, they slowly killed the crows one by one.
Because the crows were all flying in the air to attack them, everyone's face and body were covered in rancid blood and messy feathers that had been stained with the crows when they were killed.
The people, whose facial features were so stained with all kinds of blood, had to continue to endure this torture because they did not have time to clean up until their lives were guaranteed.
The Abilities spent more and more of their abilities to kill this group of crows, and gradually their movements slowed down, which showed that everyone was very tired, and if they hadn't been holding on, they would have already fallen down.
Seeing that more and more crows were being killed, and only a dozen were left, the middle-aged man who complained that Bai Xue kicked the tree indiscriminately caused this group of crows to provoke this group of crows, suddenly exhausted, and was caught off guard for a while, and was scratched by a crow with its claws, and a piece of skin was torn off the back of his hand, and blood flowed immediately.
"Ahh He threw the machete on the ground, covered the back of his bleeding hand, and screamed in horror: "I've been scratched!" ”
When everyone heard his screams and covered hands, they were shocked in their hearts, and they even used their abilities to deal with the remaining dozen or so crows, hoping to solve them as soon as possible and check the injuries of their companions.
The middle-aged man wailed, covering his hands, snorting and tearing, making the blood on his face even dirtier, and he only muttered, "It's over!" Finished...... I'm going to die...... Can't escape ......"
As soon as he was scratched, he gave up killing the crow, but his companions did not stay away from him, but stood by his side, shielding him from the crow that wanted to continue to scratch them.
At this moment, the convoy of special forces finally drove to the battlefield of the Alien and the Zombie Crow.
Wen Luming had seen the fight between this group of supernatural beings and crows early, she thought they could handle it, and she didn't want someone to be scratched.
At this time, there are less than ten crows left, and it depends on Wang Wenyu's decision whether to stop and help, of course, if they don't help, this group of supernatural people should soon be able to completely eliminate the remaining crows.
Wang Wenyu still decided to stop the car to help, so within a few minutes, all the crows were killed, leaving only the crow corpses and all kinds of dirty blood and flesh all over the ground, as well as messy black feathers, the scene looked very miserable.
After eliminating the crow swarm, the group of supernatural people ignored Wang Wenyu and them, who came to help, and instead all flocked to the middle-aged man whose hand was scratched.
Everyone surrounded him, not knowing what to say, because although every time he came out, he would be mentally prepared for death, but who could really see it when he really encountered it?
In the face of death, all words are pale and powerless, and everyone can only be silently by his side. An unspeakable silence pervades this despair and breakdown.
If you just die, it's better to be a little more simply, but you are afraid that you will not be at peace when you die, and you will become a zombie-like walking corpse, and you can't even maintain your dignity as a human being.
Everyone's sanity knows what to do with humans who are scratched by zombie animals, but now this person is everyone's companion, and he has lived and died together, although they may have had big and small frictions before, but in the face of death, what else can not be forgiven?
The middle-aged man sat on the ground from the beginning of wailing and shedding tears, and now his face is like ashes, as if he is quietly waiting for death. The blood on the wound he was holding was no longer flowing, but the blood on the side of the wound was originally bright red, which was slowly turning black and gray.
A soft sobbing sound came out, it was the ice type powerhouse Bai Xue, she finally couldn't help crying when she saw the wound of the middle-aged man.
"It's all you! You killed me! After the middle-aged man suddenly saw Bai Xue crying, his two red and swollen eyes were full of resentment, staring at Bai Xue greatly, and he yelled at Bai Xue.
"I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to...... It's all my fault......" Bai Xue covered her face and apologized to him with her eyes open with tears in her guilt.
"Is it useful to say I'm sorry? Can you save me? The middle-aged man couldn't wait to pounce on her and bite her fiercely, "Why don't you die?!" Why wasn't it you who got scratched! You evil spirit!! ”
Bai Xue would only kneel down, cry at him, and say sorry vigorously, although the middle-aged man looked like he wanted to bite her too, but after all, he didn't pounce on her to retaliate against her, but buried his head between his knees and didn't care about anyone anymore.
The middle-aged man finally calmed down, and although it was painful, he finally accepted the fact that he was about to turn into a zombie or die.
He raised his head to look at Hou Yong, wiped his face with the lining of his clothes that had not been soiled by turning up his abdomen, and then said to him calmly: "Captain, you can kill me now!" Before I turned into a zombie...... I don't want to be a zombie. ”
Hou Yong looked at him with a sad face: "Thank God, I'...... I can't do it......" After speaking, he turned his head abruptly. When you kill zombies, you know that zombies are no longer human, so you can have no psychological barriers.
But thank you is still a living human being, sensible, blood is red, can think, can speak, living human beings, who can do anything to a human who is still his own companion?
Xie Tian raised his head and looked at the teammates who were surrounding him, hoping to find someone who could help him out, but everyone looked away and didn't dare to look at him.
Xie Tian sighed, and finally said to Bai Xue: "Bai Xue, you still come, send the Buddha to the west, there is a beginning and an end, you solve me with your own hands, I will forgive." ”
"Nope! You won't die! Bai Xue's face was full of tears, crying uncontrollably, she felt so guilty and bitter that she couldn't go back in time and kill the self who kicked the tree.
"You ...... Didn't you think about saving him? Wen Luming, who was outside the crowd, looked at the group of sad strangers and asked suspiciously.
As soon as her words came out, the group of supernatural beings suddenly looked at her in unison, all of them as if they had seen Guanyin Bodhisattva who was saving suffering, and asked with surprise: "Can it still be saved?" How to save? ”
"Please save him!"
Everyone pinned their hopes on Wen Luming, and they automatically made way for Wen Luming, so that she could come to Xie Tian smoothly.