Chapter Seventy-Three: Moths to Fire is nothing more than that

The woman in the gray tracksuit held this unexpected gift, hanging her head, and her mind was complicated.

His eyes chased after the girl in black who was gradually moving away, and her body kept up faster than her thoughts.

"Ah Yao, that young lady seems to have followed." Yan Yan's ability can be called a cheat, and Lu Cangyao killed the zombies that rushed over by himself, and she still had the leisure to look backwards.

This time I turned around and saw someone far behind.

Lu Cangyao: "Huh? ”

"It's still a long way from us, but it's really following." Yan Yan glanced back again, making sure he was not mistaken.

"Leave it alone."

Lu Cangyao has always had a laissez-faire attitude of indifference and indifference to this situation, as long as it does not affect himself, he can follow others as he wants.

"Are there more and more zombies, and there is no sign of decreasing at all?" Yan Yan stabbed twice in a row, killing the zombie that rushed on the left.

Lightning and Xiaohua stepped on the silver arc with one foot, and a wind blade surrounded them, helping Yuan Lin to kill the zombies on the right.

"You were attracted to us, after all, there are so many of us." Li Mingyu's ability surged, smashing the zombie's skull.

Yuan Lin said while waving his knife: "There are many zombies, just to increase the actual combat experience, and you can also practice by the way." ”

Zhou Ruisheng's ice ability is not weak, which makes up for the disadvantage that he does not have much experience in dealing with zombies, but in the end, he does not have the momentum of young people, and he is not envious in his heart.

Family, is his weakness, and it is also the reason why he raises his weapon.

There were two ordinary people in the team, and Lu Cangyao didn't go much faster with their speed, so there were more and more zombies found by following the taste, and a small number of people were rescued in disguise.

There were no more people who wanted to cause trouble, because this place seemed to be the biggest source of disaster surrounded by zombies.

"Huh." A faint sneer.

Lu Cangyao stopped: "Stop first, finish this wave before leaving." ”

Several people clearly heard the command, their footsteps stopped, each deflected the angle, five people in five directions, and all the attacking zombies were resisted.

After more than a hundred zombies gathered, it was a foul smell, and Lu Cangyao, who had never changed his face, quietly wrinkled his eyebrows.

No matter what happened to these zombies in life, they are now ugly and green-faced, dirty, and some have hideous wounds on their bodies, even if their arms and legs are twisted, they have to be "strong" and difficult to attack the living.

Lu Cangyao, who had never used his abilities to kill zombies, kicked away an unkempt and disheveled male zombie, and propped up a wind barrier in front of him, blowing out the viscous body fluids splashed by the zombies with a large area of depression in his chest.

The silver lacquered steel pipe is an invincible killing weapon in her hands, no matter how fierce the zombie is, as long as it is swept by this silver stick wind, it will be a broken end.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to stand up again, and if you're unlucky, you'll be lying down completely.

The desire for fresh flesh makes them struggle to get up, and their unconscious bodies are their greatest reliance, and they are also the most helpless point when humans kill zombies.

As long as they don't break through their vital areas, and don't cut off their heads, the zombies can still get up and fight again.

…… Even if their limbs are cut off, zombies want to wriggle and bite people.

The flesh and blood of the supernatural with high energy can make the zombies evolve faster, which is the fundamental reason why the zombies around them are constantly attracted to them.

The long knives in Yan Yan and Yuan Lin's hands are sharp, and it is not difficult to cut off the heads of zombies, but the difficult thing is that when several zombies are on together, it is difficult to kill them with one blow, but fortunately, Yan Yan's cat is on the side to deal with the interference.

Fat relied on his weight, and he jumped up from the ground like a small cannonball, and slammed into the head of the zombie, and the zombie was smashed by Fatty's center of gravity unstable, and fell to the ground backwards.

In this way, it fought for Yan Yan's attack rhythm.

Lightning and Floret swooped in two directions, stomping nimbly on the zombie's shoulder, their claws scratching the zombie's eyebrows, leaving traces of being scorched by electricity or broken by the wind blade.

Then he departed in style.

As soon as the fatal meow fist comes out, who will compete!

Yuan Lin was "supported" by the two cats, and he almost didn't have a chance to make a move, and he had to rob the zombies.

…… This hurts his self-esteem, he is probably the weakest of all the staff, and he is a little stronger than Zhou Yixuan, who did not use his abilities.

The attacks of the power-based abilities have always been unpretentious, with no brilliant light and shadow effects, only high-impact melee combat scenes.

As soon as Li Mingyu made a move, it was explosive, and a steel pipe was swept over, and the zombies only had the flesh and blood that was beaten and flew out.

Occasionally kick out two more, and you can also help Zhou Ruisheng.

Although Zhou Ruisheng is over forty years old and does not have the reaction speed of Li Mingyu, he usually exercises, and his muscle strength does not lose with age.

The zombie who was hit by the steel pipe covered with frost flowers in his hand was like being hit by the retardation technique, and with the help of Li Mingyu from time to time, he also withstood the zombies on his side.

The zombies that smell the scent of flesh and blood are like flying snow close to the raging fire, melted mercilessly.

Stubble after stubble of zombies fell, even if there were more zombies, they would not be enough to kill.

I was still worried about whether they would not be able to deal with it if they stopped, and the woman in gray, who wanted to grit her teeth and run over to help, silently slowed down her pace and used some of the things she had just carefully observed on a lonely female zombie.

Clutching the end of the steel pipe, she stared at the zombie's neck, took a deep breath, and smashed it hard.

The neck of the female zombie instantly twisted into a strange bending state, and she fell to the ground, but even then it was not dead, and its gray pupils looked at the woman, and it struggled with its hands to scratch at the woman's calves.

The woman in gray calmly retreated to avoid it, and when the zombie wanted to stand up with her hands on the ground, she saw the opportunity to smack it on the back of the head.

Watching the zombie's reaction without blinking, this zombie's head was dented by his own beating, and he shouldn't stand up again, right?

In fact, the female zombie never stood up again, lying on her stomach face to the ground, motionless.

This is the first zombie she killed with her own hands, and it feels pretty good, and it's not that difficult.

She straightened up, looked at Lu Cangyao who was killing zombies easily and wantonly, and secretly thanked her.

What she gave her was not only a weapon to defend herself, but also to give her strength and ignite her courage.

The encirclement of hundreds of zombies failed to break through the protective circle of the five-person team, and the woman in gray thought: These zombie monsters who went to die one after another, it is nothing more than a moth to fight the fire.

Once again, she carefully found a lone zombie, this time aiming at the bones and joints of the tall zombie.

After all, zombies were also human beings before they were alive, so maybe they could be dealt with with with the general weaknesses of people?

Carefully dodging the zombie's claws, she first dislocated its arms, and then unloaded one of its legs while the zombie could not use its claws well.

The zombie with only one intact leg left couldn't stand and fell directly, and was broken by the woman's old trick.

Glancing at Lu Cangyao again, who was under the greatest pressure, the woman who was born proud couldn't help but have an idea: If it were her, it would not be bad to be a moth to put out a fire.