When he was about to reach the ground, Zuo Anan jumped up from the locomotive and let the locomotive rush into the corpse group, and he quickly pulled it up, like an afterimage, and rushed directly into the scattered zombie group around him.

First- and second-order zombies, giving her one knife is not enough to cut one, and the occasional third-order zombie, after she also advanced to the third order, is deliberately mobilizing her true qi, and with the blessing of the long knife, she is not her opponent at all, and two or three knives can take down one.

When she finds a vacant place, she can also throw out a few throwing knives and rescue a few people who are almost unable to support them.

"Back up the hill!" She drank.

The corpse group is so huge, people can still have a geographical advantage in the highlands, otherwise there are only more than a hundred warriors, and thousands of zombies are definitely not enough to die.

With Zuo An'an carrying most of the pressure, the people who had been forced to rush down and fight retreated to the mountain, and on the top of the mountain they also built something more than half a person high like a battlement, and it would be much safer to hide behind.

Zuo An'an killed the last zombie on the hillside, holding the long knife horizontally, and coldly looked at the corpses on the flat ground below.

Probably she appeared too suddenly, the murderous aura was too strong, and the knife was too terrifying, these zombies seemed to be frightened, and did not continue to rush up.

Instead, he stood there and looked at Zuo An'an with some horror.

On the golden long knife, sticky juice was dripping down, Zuo An'an was wearing a voyeur, his face was not clear, but his body was already covered with red, red, white, yellow, yellow, green and green rotten things, and a pair of eyes behind the windshield were dark and dark.

It was as if suddenly a crack had broken in the ground, and she had risen from that crack.

Anyone who sees her has to shiver solidly.

She looked at the corpses coldly at the moment.

It should be said that it is one of the middle of the corpse group.

The zombie was the most complete. Except for a festering wound, the face was a little puffy and white, and it looked like a person who had not been dead for a long time. It's very different from the zombies that have white bones and pus exposed next to them.

It was also looking at Zuo An'an, some deep-set eyes were also pale yellow, but they were not particularly cloudy, and the yin owl stared at Zuo An'an coldly.

Then it turned its head as if uneasy, gurgling in its throat, and then the eyeballs were about to fall.

The corpses moved. Instead of rushing forward, it slowly retreats and clusters together. Slowly retreat from view along the dilapidated highway, leaving a wreckage in its wake.

As soon as Zuo An'an's hand was loosened, the tip of the long knife landed on a stone, making a crisp sound.

She took off her helmet. His face was a little pale. Exhale lightly, and use True Qi with high intensity in a short period of time has this disadvantage, and I feel particularly weak.

She looked down at the dirt all over her body and frowned.

She prefers to wear the most ordinary cotton clothes, but this kind of fabric is very easy to get dirty, especially at this time, these pus and rotten tissues are soaked through the clothes, and it is very uncomfortable for her to stick to the skin.

It seems that I will have to change to waterproof leather clothing in the future.

She walked back. A crowd of people looked at her and was completely stunned.

She frowned and said, "Nothing to do?" The injured should be dealt with quickly and the scene should be cleaned up. Hurry up and set up the defense line again, beware of zombies killing back the carbine! ”

Immediately the birds and beasts scattered.

Nonsense, Zuo An'an's murderous aura has not dissipated, that is something that even the corpse group can shake back. Who dares to bear her momentum directly and want to have nightmares at night?

Soon statistics showed that four people died under the claws of the zombies on the spot, and 17 people were injured, of which nine were scratched or bitten by the zombies.

Zuo Anan went to see the injury, it was too late, and there was no possibility of saving.

She was silent, and the anticipation on the faces of those people quickly turned to despair.

"Didn't someone once be bitten by a zombie and didn't die?" Someone asked with difficulty.

Zuo Anan said: "I cut off his arm on the spot, and then he was observed in the research center for two months, but these nine people have missed the golden time." ”

The wound had begun to fester, and the face, skin, and nails had begun to turn blue.

She said lightly: "Explain your last words, if you can support it, let the family members come over to see you for the last time." ”

She walked out and looked at the bloody remnant sun lightly, crying behind her.

She thought, humans are still too weak, and it would be nice if there was a golden bell jar that could protect everyone inside and isolate zombies.

It is also inevitable to think of ink stone.

Just imagine, a group of ink stones are spread on the entire periphery of the city, and then a steady stream of gray mist is released, so that the zombies dare not approach again, how ideal is that?

But how many ink stones do you need?

The Yoko Machine has already tried, and if there is not enough ink stone to form a complete defensive circle, then no matter how much ink stone there is, it is useless.

The fog will dissipate on its own.

But where did the ink stone come about?

Everything in the mist in the town was really a little ink leaking from the mighty hand, as she guessed?

If so, how long does that ink last?

How many rounds can fuel and inkstone be reborn?

And what other place than the small town is the same?

She couldn't help but have a thought in her heart.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure.

Her eyes grew more and more indifferent.

Ning Qi noticed her gaze and walked over without changing his face: "Miss Zuo." ”

"You're not leaving?" Her gaze fell on his bandaged, bloodied arm.

He looked down: "Just ordinary abrasions." ”

"I remember I told you to fuck off."

"The boss didn't take me with him when he left, and I didn't know where to go."

"At least get out of the East 1st District."

Ning Qi looked at her, his calm and unremarkable face was extremely stubborn: "I don't know what happened, but the boss won't leave for no reason, he didn't take me with him, and I can't go anywhere else, he cares about you very much." ”

Zuo An'an's eyes sharpened: "Believe it or not, I threw you out to feed the zombies." ”

Ning Qi stopped talking, although he was not weak, he knew that Zuo Anan was definitely able to do this.

Someone came over excitedly and gratefully and said, "Thanks to Ning Qi, otherwise we would have been bitten to death by zombies just now." ”

These are ordinary people, not only the warriors who live here, but also the workers who carry out construction, the cooks who are responsible for the meals, and the ordinary people who do chores, who have just escaped death, these people all have palpitations, they don't have much force value, if they face the zombies just now, they will definitely end up with heavy casualties.

They pointed to Ning Qi's injury and said that it was for them, and their words were full of gratitude and kindness.

This man who is not good-looking, cold as a stone, is very popular.

Zuo An'an stared at him for a moment, and sneered: "It's okay if you want to stay, but let me find out that you are in contact with the outside world, eat inside and out, and I will chop you into meat foam with my own hands." (To be continued......)