Chapter 34: Hanging by a Thread (2) (Two Shifts Tomorrow.) )

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"Ou Qian, Ou Qian." The flat boss looked at the man who was crushed under the zombie, his muscles bulging, and the rope was almost embedded in the flesh. Suddenly, a faint blue light appeared on his body, and he instantly broke free of the rope, propped himself up on the chair, and jumped off the high platform with all his strength to rush towards the group of zombies.

"Roar." The voice of the zombie filled my ears.

Ou Qian can barely open his eyes, is it painful? She didn't seem to feel anything.

I'm really tired.

Ou Qian couldn't support himself and closed his eyes, and fell into a coma.

But just after she fell unconscious, the zombies didn't know why they all fell to the ground instantly, just like a machine that ran out of electricity, and suddenly lost power.

"Ou Qian." Pingtou propped up his body and almost crawled over, throwing the zombie away with his bare hands, and finally he almost trembled his hands and picked up Ou Qian, no, it should be the flesh blurred man. When he felt that she was still breathing, it almost made him, an iron-clad man, cry with joy.

Alive, alive.

It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. Don't turn your head flat, wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes with your shoulder, but unfortunately he can't move now, he jumped down from the upstairs just now, although he was supported by a chair, but his left arm is estimated to be somewhat fractured.

Now he's just a wreck, and he can't do anything.

But for some reason, these zombies suddenly became motionless. Pingtou took a closer look at the zombies around him, but didn't see any abnormal wounds.

After taking a breath, Pingtou didn't care about any wounds, he put the person down first, got up and used Ou Qian's long knife to find the rope on the side. He bent over, almost touching the ground, and put Ou Qian on his back and tied it with a rope, just as he used to carry a child in a country woman.

He didn't expect that the first person he carried like this was not his unborn child, but this girl who had intersected with her fate many times.

Sometimes, fate really is a magical thing.

He glanced down at the familiar long knife, what do you say?

The flat head carried the person to the second floor, then closed the door tightly, using up everything that could be used. Finally, he leaned against the door, listening to the sound of zombies banging on the door outside, he habitually reached into his trouser pocket and touched it, and then took out a cigarette that had been ravaged and disfigured.

He lowered his head and put the cigarette in his mouth, and took a regretful breath, but unfortunately there was no fire. The scene now is similar to how it was in Tongcheng.

"Damn." Looking at the crumbling door, he stood on the table with a knife in his hand and looked at the door condescendingly, like an ancient swordsman, his face was as cold and hard as a peak, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

He left after being infected with the zombie virus, and he didn't bring any weapons with him, and the only weapon left now is this drunken Yama. He didn't expect that one day he would use this knife, and the person he protected was still the owner of this knife.

The door creaked, and finally cracked, and the flat head immediately jumped off the table, and with the help of inertia, kicked everything out. When the debris fell, many zombies died here, or they broke their hands and feet and could no longer move.

The big knife was raised, and it actually came with a hissing thunder, and the knife fell cleanly, and the flat head raised his eyebrows and looked at the long knife. This is because of the good knife, he doesn't think that the mutated zombies can be solved so easily.

didn't have time to think, Pingtou looked for the feeling just now, and sure enough, he clearly saw that the long knife was covered with white thunder and lightning this time. A knife slashed at the zombie's head, and a scorching smell immediately came.

Sure enough, looking at this knife with a flat head, could it be that last time he saw the knife in Ou Qian's hand glowing, could it be this?

Not only is the power not small, even if it touches a zombie, the zombie will howl in pain and dodge.

But there seems to be something wrong, and Pingtou can't think of it for the time being.

Flat head grinned, no matter what, it's good to practice before you die, not everyone has the opportunity to play with this knife. Thunder and lightning spread all over the blade, and occasionally with the move of the flat head, it would break away from the body and go towards the zombies.

But even if the power is not small, he is injured Yan zhòng, and he is holding his breath to support it.

He looked back at Ou Qian, and he didn't know how she was now. The zombies are fierce, and he really can't separate himself.

The night gradually faded, and he leaned on the table and looked at the sky over there, and he had to support it for a while before the sky dawned, and there were fewer zombies at dawn.

There weren't many zombies left, and they cautiously walked towards the house, this time they suddenly learned to behave, and at the same time headed towards the flat head.

"Hey, come on, grandson." The flat head waved the long knife in his hand, and the thunder and lightning circled and creaked. He kicked away the nearest zombie and turned his body to shake the zombie away, preventing the zombie from getting close to him.

The charred zombie howled and retreated, and got up from the ground with his flat head gritted his teeth, his face was pale and a little blue. When I was turning my body just now, I accidentally touched the wound on my foot, and the wound that was already inflamed made me feel like I wanted to die after touching it again.

"Yo, I've awakened my ability." A familiar voice came from the doorway, and Pingtou turned his head to see the doctor walking in leisurely, still wearing rubber gloves.

"Is that you?" Flathead gritted his teeth and straightened his body, he was a little surprised to see the doctor here, didn't this person have already left?

"I was passing by, but I didn't expect to meet you again." The doctor slowly approached, and he reached out and easily threw the zombie that wanted to attack him out with his bare hands like throwing a sandbag.

"You, what are you?" Pingtou was a little surprised by the doctor's infinite strength, why didn't he realize that the doctor had so much strength before?

After the doctor dealt with the zombies present, he bent down to examine Ou Qian's body and said, "You have awakened the lightning ability, don't you know it yourself?" "Seeing how easy it is to use the flat head, he thought he knew.

"Thunder?" A hint of surprise flashed in Pingtou's eyes, and then a different look sprung up, and he couldn't tell what it was, anyway, he was either happy.

"Don't say you haven't heard of it, people in the military top know about it before. I guess it used to be called superpowers, not abilities. "The doctor examined Ou Qian, but he was bitten into a hedgehog, and he survived this flat head, but he didn't expect this girl to start again.

"How is she?" Pingtou saw Ou Qian's appearance with worry in his eyes. If she is asked by a zombie, she will definitely be infected, not to mention that she has been bitten before. The taste of resisting the virus, even a big man like him can't get through it.

"It's like dead." The doctor appeared out of thin air a medical kit, he skillfully opened it, and then injected something into Ou Qian's body. He then took out another quilt and put it on Ou Qian's body, "Whether she is dead or alive depends on whether she can survive it." ”

(Two shifts tomorrow.) )

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