The woman was stunned and looked at the bell that somehow came out of her feet and happened to be kicked by her, and was speechless for a while.

At this time, Rong Zheng's question alarmed the people nearby, and they all looked at it in surprise. This woman's dress is so strange that it is impossible for anyone who has seen it not to be impressed. But the fact is that the woman passed through the defense area of hundreds of meters and came not far behind Rong Zheng, and no one noticed her at all.

Everyone realized that something was wrong.

Wei Jing, who was closest to him, tightened the hammer in his hand, and the protective hand was ready to strike at any time. At the same time, he hurried forward and shouted, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

The black-robed woman was deeply encircled, but she still didn't see the slightest panic, just frowned slightly, sighed, and said to herself: "Is it an accident? Or is it providence? ”

"Say it! Who are you! Otherwise, you're welcome! Wei Jing was about to rush to the black-robed woman. He already sensed that this person was friend or foe, and the Holy Light had already poured into the Warhammer, and he would be able to give her a dick if he took two more steps.

And at this moment, the black-robed woman turned into black mist with a bang and flew away into the distance.

The warhammer that shone with holy light hurriedly swung out, but only brought to the corner of the black mist, and smashed to the ground.

"Stop her!" Wei Jing yelled.

This black fog is difficult to see in the night, how to stop it?

But just as the black mist was about to break away from the crowd and escape into the shadows, a cold sword suddenly pierced through the void, pierced into the black mist, and stirred.

"Poof", the black robe appeared, the woman spurted out a mouthful of purple-black blood, her hands clenched into claws, and swept towards Xu Lin with great speed.

"Ding ding" twice, Xu Lin delicately opened his two claws with two swords, and then stabbed the door of his opponent with a sword.

The black-robed woman struggled to dodge, but there was still a deep scar on her right face.

"Qinglian Sword Song!" Xu Lin's figure suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, attacking wildly.

"Bang", the black-robed woman turned into black mist again in front of her sword qi and body.

The sword qi slashed five times in a row in the black mist, but it couldn't leave her behind after all.

The black mist hurriedly escaped into the darkness, and after turning a street corner, it pounced on the shoulders of a second-order strong mutant zombie, and only then did the woman's figure appear.

At this time, she was extremely embarrassed, her legs were cut off together, one hand was broken three fingers, and there were two deep wounds on her body, plus the sword wound on her face. If an ordinary person were injured in this way, he would have lost too much blood and died of blood loss, even if he did not die on the spot.

But the black-robed woman was no longer human, and all that dripped out of the wound was viscous purple-black bruises, and after only a few drops, no blood flowed out of the wound.

She sat on the shoulders of the second-order zombies in a daze, looked up at the bright moon in the distance, and muttered, "Who am I?" ”

"She's running this way, chase after her."

"She's injured and can't run far!"

Not far away, people could shout, and the light of two flashlights was staggered.

"Looks like we can't stay here anymore." The black-robed woman came back to her senses, patted the head of the second-order strong mutant zombie under the seat, and said, "Let's go!" Let's look elsewhere. ”

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Although he had just suffered an attempted assassination, Rong Zheng was not affected in any way, and still commanded on the scene in an orderly manner.

"Oops, Boss! Why are you still here? It's not safe here. Zhuang Mingjian looked at Rong Zheng with a headache and complained.

"My job is to give you aura, collect energy, and organize your team here. And security is your business. As he spoke, Rong Zheng turned to the side and yelled: "Fresh food is enough, and it will spoil if you can't finish eating." Go and move the one that is easy to save. Hey, you! Say what about you! What kind of trouble are you going to make when you move eight boxes of ****? ”

"Uh, I think there's a power outage now, and there's no entertainment for everyone at night, so ......"

“……”

This is so reasonable that even Rong Zheng is speechless.

More than 200 non-combatants were busy moving supplies from a large supermarket, and more than 200 combatants were on guard nearby, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

Zhuang Mingjian was worried, while Wei Jing was guarding Rong Zheng's side with a serious face.

Xu Lin withdrew with a few elite team members and shook his head helplessly.

It took more than an hour to collect the important supplies in the supermarket. As for the unimportant, you can only keep it for now, and the zombies won't use it anyway.

Rong Zheng ordered a retreat.

The Xiangguang community is also busy, Ji Mingxiu still looks like a strong woman, where her eyes turn, like a whip, the people she is staring at can't help but speed up their work.

She divides the ration into several levels, with combat professionals of course being the highest priority, and those who do not have combat effectiveness can only be judged by their work efficiency.

Several people who had been procrastinating had already been downgraded by her. In addition, there are rumors that if the ration level is lowered to the minimum, those who still refuse to do a good job will be expelled from the community. It's not much different from being sentenced to death.

As for those who are unable to work, there is no one else except Zhu Huan, who has become senile due to prophecy. Nowadays, people are all data-based, and even if they are seriously injured and dying, they will not affect their actions. There is a real lack of arms and legs, and there are skilled medical staff.

"Rong Zheng's main force is about to be withdrawn, is dinner ready? How's the room for 220 people packed up? ”

"I don't know? If you don't know, hurry up and ask! ”

As soon as Ji Mingxiu sent away a subordinate, someone hurriedly came to ask for instructions: "Sherry (Ji Mingxiu's English name), Zhu Keming sent someone to ask you when the five lighting equipment will be provided to him." ”

This time, Ji Mingxiu couldn't help pinching his eyebrows in annoyance. Now there is no electricity in the entire grid, only a few small generators to power it, and there are too many places where electricity is urgently needed. For example, the lighting facilities needed by the militia for duty at night must not make people on duty in the dark.

The power of those small generators is not even a fraction of the power. Campfires are still used to work at night. No matter how strong Ji Mingxiu's management ability is, he can't make a call!

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the community, and Rong Zheng's main force returned. Ji Mingxiu hurriedly trotted over to meet him, and asked, "Is your current energy enough to build a power plant?" ”

Before Rong Zheng could speak, Wei Jing next to him exploded, waved the rusty hammer in his hand, and said, "Maomao Power Plant!" The brethren were desperately fighting on the front lines, unarmed and unarmed. To build the first arsenal! ”

"Didn't the previous meeting say that the main base would be built in the suburbs? What kind of power plant arsenal is being built here? Rong Zheng said.

"No way!" Ji Mingxiu and Wei Jing objected in unison.

"Let's let the brothers go into the community first, eat and rest. And then we talk about whether to build or not, and what to build. ”

As soon as Rong Zheng put the controversy aside, Zhu Keming came over again.

"What about the 20 combat professionals you promised to allocate to our militia? If there are zombies or other monsters invading during the vigil, do you let the ordinary militia take their lives to fill it? ”

Rong Zheng has a big head for a while, and it is not easy to be a leader. So he decisively made a big move, and said to Wei Jing and the others: "Each of you teams draws 5 people out." ”

"But we had been fighting all day, and the brothers were tired."

"I don't care, you either go to the night watch by yourself or send 5 people to watch the night. Take your pick! Rong Zheng shook his hand and said.