Chapter 48 12
Speaking of which, his unorthodox plan went fairly well, and there were no unexpected situations as imagined.
At the moment of life and death, Wei Jun was completely extraordinary, almost luring away all the zombies on the street, even if there were one or two remnants, there was no need to be afraid. After the two sides converged, they immediately fled from the hardware store and did not stop for half a moment.
But people are not as good as the sky, they only ran fifty meters away, and who knew that the phone booth at the corner of the street suddenly sounded a burst of life-threatening ringtones!
Damn it! I don't know which bastard made the call, but he still called the phone booth seat number not far from them, it should be a thousand cuts!
He expected that the survivors who would do this must be the survivors trapped in the city, those who dare not break out alone, when they see them walking on the streets in good health, they regard them as saviors of martial arts, hoping to save the people from the dire situation!
Wipe! They are all mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they have to save people when they can't protect themselves, isn't that the job of Jesus? He felt that he didn't have the face of a holy father, but he just provoked such a holy father.
The moment the phone rang, he pulled Wei Jun and ran up almost without thinking. Sure enough, in just a dozen seconds, seven or eight zombies jumped out from all corners, and as soon as they saw Wei Jun's fat body, they chased after him fiercely with their eyes shining, and the number of them gathered more and more, and they couldn't get rid of the dog's skin cream.
The most hateful thing is that he saw with his own eyes that a man with a mobile phone and two or three fox friends sneakily glanced at the three of them in a store behind him, and then fled in the opposite direction of them.
Damn it!
was used as a bait for no reason, and Han Xiuyu felt that his lungs were about to be blown up.
Those guys! He, Han Xiuyu, remembered it!
It's better not to let them touch him again, or else......
His eyes narrowed dangerously, and his blood-stained face looked so vicious.
Not far ahead, there is a corner, and although I haven't reached it yet, I can clearly hear one or two zombie roars coming from the corner.
The doors of the shops around the street were wide open, and the zombies inside all staggered out after hearing the movement from the outside world. The target is surprisingly uniform, and all the spearheads are directed at Wei Jun.
It can be seen that the eyes of the masses are bright, and even after becoming zombies, this characteristic has not changed essentially.
In the eyes of the zombies, why bother not to gnaw on the good fat, to go to the trouble to catch those two skinny skinny guys, the fat and strong man in front of him is the true love of all zombies who lack energy!
The poor Wei Jun, who was so scared that he was scared, repeatedly swore in his heart that as long as he could escape alive this time. Say that you have to lose weight!
Starvation is a small thing. It's a big deal to be eaten! The sought-after is a disease. Gotta be cured!
There was no cover or cover at all, and there were even many private cars lying on the road to block the way of the three of them. There were a few zombies in the car who were banging on the window of the car that trapped them in an irregular manner, grinning at Han Xiuyu and the three of them who were separated by a layer of glass.
"Smack-"
Twisted faces pressed against the windows, dark red blood sliding down the windows. It's scary.
Although it won't be bitten or something, the feeling of suddenly posting a dead face around you while running really makes people feel like their hearts are going to stop beating.
The number of zombies is increasing, and at least there are more than a hundred, plus the corpses that have arrived after hearing the movement......
A flash of despair flashed across Han Xiuyu's face, thinking confusedly as he really had to explain here?
Caught by this group of pickled living dead, bitten to death, caught, or watched as the internal organs in the abdominal cavity were pulled out before they were fully dead, and the heat was stuffed into a swarthy mouth......
Nima! Rather than passively accept such a tragic fate, he would rather choose to fight on his back. Fight to the death, and then at the moment of exhaustion, take the last three bullets to end the lives of the three of them, than to become a monster after death to hunt their own compatriots.
As for those few people who plotted against them, what a pity...... Failed to teach them a lesson. It's quite unwilling!
Han Xiuyu already had a will to die in his heart, but reason was still analyzing the pros and cons of the situation for him.
If......
If he stays and blocks for a while, I wonder if Wei Jun can escape with this child?
It's not that his holy father wants to run away with an oil bottle, Wei Jun has been his brother for many years, and this child is the object he has been thinking about for months and needs to be saved, he can't let go of both!
Although he is not a hot-blooded and righteous person, he is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, since he can't let go, he will naturally choose to take these responsibilities, even if it is ...... Even if he has little ability to protect now, he must try his best to give them the best protection.
And just as he was about to tell Wei Jun this decisive idea, a petite figure suddenly broke into the corner.
Raising the baseball bat in his hand, he almost subconsciously prepared to dispose of this guy who suddenly appeared as a zombie, but the next second he attacked the killer, he unexpectedly stopped his movements.
The baseball bat was held aloft, and by the dim light of the street corner, an abrupt metallic hue occupied his gaze.
Zombies in a frenzied chase;. [,! Chaotic footsteps; hoarse cries; the corner of the alleyway; Girls who meet by chance; Metallic glow......
And, the knife that was raised high behind him!
Not......
There was a real stinging pain in his brain, as if thousands of small needles had pierced the brain spinax, which shattered the barrier between dreams and reality, and instantly confused the two thoughts together, making him unable to distinguish between the encounter in the dream and outside the body for a while.
It's three survivors......
Yun Mo looked at them quietly, a man who seemed to be in pain with his head not long after he saw her, a skinny little child with panicked eyes, and a fat body with an unusually eye-catching meat mound......
What a strange combination of these? Miraculously survived until now?
But...... This mental power fluctuates......
Yun Mo shifted his gaze to the man who had fallen to the ground with a headache, and a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes.
This big boy...... An early evolved human anomaly?
is still in the spiritual department, for the juniors of the spiritual ability, as a senior, Yun Mo feels that it is necessary to save these three people.
Ignoring the other party's surprised expression when he bumped into a living person, Yun Mo shifted his gaze to the army of zombies chasing after them.
In the next second, she stepped forward and raised the Tang knife in her hand at the surging living dead.
The slightly dim street lamp hit her cold body, and her whole body was plated with a dazzling metallic color.
Even wearing a regular school uniform can't hide the golden and iron aura she exudes from the inside out, she is like a real battlefield warrior, patrolling her own land, and anyone who dares to offend will be killed.
Wei Jun stared at her for a long time, until the other party held a knife in both hands and slashed off the heads of the three zombies running in front very smoothly, and a huge thunder exploded in his head, and the sluggish reflex arc finally returned to normal.
He twisted his fat body and ran to the unconscious Han Xiuyu, pulled the pale and obviously poor spirit of his brother's collar, and lifted the other party from the ground with the greatest force.
He looked at Yun Mo's extremely chic figure with an excited face, his eyes burst out with a light of worship, and a pair of pig's trotters shook the half-dead Han Xiuyu desperately, and shouted with his mouth full of trains: "Rub!" Xiao Yu! Open your eyes and see! There's Sailor Moon! Look! "
Fuck you Sailor Moon! Your whole family is Sailor Moon!
Han Xiuyu, who was strangled by the collar and rolled his eyes, struggled with all his strength to break free from the other party's pair of claws of death, only to feel dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and finally he could no longer contain the tumbling rivers and seas in his stomach, new hatred and old hatred were superimposed, he unceremoniously pulled Wei Jun's coat and pulled his pockets......
"Vomit╠╠"
"Vomit—"
The filth in the abdominal cavity finally had a place to pour, and while satisfying the revenge, Han Xiuyu's face finally had a comfortable expression.
"Ahhh You bastard four-eyed man! Treat your fat man like this! Wei Jun couldn't care about admiring the heroic appearance of "Sailor Moon" anymore, and his face was completely disgusted like constipation, "It's not good to vomit, it's not good to vomit in the fat man's bag!" The five hundred yuan of the ocean that the fat man bought new clothes in vain! "
He looked at the yellow water in the big bag with a painful and disgusted face, and finally couldn't bear to rip off his clothes, scooped up the child next to him with one hand, helped up the weak and weak brother, and looked at the back of the battle ahead with a palette face.
The girl in the field of vision nimbly dodged the siege and interception of the zombie group, and ravaged every zombie with overwhelming lethality. The group of living dead, who had just chased them into dogs, were now as harmless as a flock of little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and they all fell in the dazzling light of knives, their heads separated, and their limbs flew sideways.
And this girl seemed to be deliberately protecting them, dancing her twin knives like a golden bell jar, almost cutting off the zombies that rushed towards them around her.
Her skills are simply born to kill zombies and exercise, that chic knife style, no flaws can be found in terms of angle or strength, the knife is deadly, and there is no fake handle that drags mud and water.
That's not a combat skill on the same level as them...... Wei Jun sighed adoringly.