Chapter 196: Night Attack on the Mountain Behind Xiao's Family 4

"It's dangerous." Baili Xian hung in the air and sighed, then grabbed Yan Yi's arm and threw it towards the corridor, Yan Yi also put away his gun, quickly climbed the fence with both hands, climbed up, and then pulled Baili Xian up.

"You're hurt." Yan Yi noticed that a large piece of meat had been cut off on Bai Li Xian's arm, and exclaimed, he remembered what moment it was, just when Bai Li Xian threw him out and he also jumped down, one of the dead soldiers swung a knife at Bai Li Xian in the air, and Bai Li Xian at that time could not dodge it, so he could only be hit by this knife alive.

"Little things." Baili Xian didn't care about the wound that was still bleeding.

At this time, Yan Yi's walkie-talkie rang.

"Yan Yi, you and Baili Xian hurry up and go to Bai Bang and Huwei, they are surrounded by dead soldiers." Mo Zishu's anxious voice came out from inside, Yan Yi and Bai Lixian's faces suddenly changed, Mo Zishu didn't have to worry about them, but they forgot about Bai Bang and Hu Wei, Bai Bang was crazy about bombing, bombs and biochemicals, and poisons, so most of the time was spent on studying this, and the force value was simply not able to deal with such a perverted creature as a dead man.

Then Baili Xian and Yan Yi ran towards the place where Hu Wei and Bai Bang were.

And when Mo Zishu, Yan An and Hu Huan had just stepped into Xiao Zhengyan's room, a violent aura that quickly pierced the air hit the three of them.

The flash of light in Mo Zishu's eyes burst out, bursting out with a sharp light like an eagle's falcon, grabbing Yan An and Hu Huan's shoulders and retreating rapidly, and at the same time, a bright machete grazed in front of Mo Zishu's eyes, cutting Mo Zishu's flowing broken hair in the air, and then plunged straight into the marble floor, making a piercing sound, and entering the wood.

Before Yan An and Hu Huan could react to all this, they heard Mo Zishu say sharply: "These people are not opponents, Xiao Zhengyan ran away, go and chase them." ”

Then the eyes of the two turned to Mo Zishu's body, she was already surrounded by the group of dead soldiers at this time.

Yan An and Hu Huan glanced at each other, and finally took out their pistols and aimed them at the foreheads of the two dead soldiers, all they could do now was to do their best to help S reduce one enemy if they could.

"Let's go." Mo Zishu was entangled with the dead soldiers, and also noticed that there were two dead soldiers falling beside her, and she took a breath and scolded Yan An and Hu Huan.

In the end, Yan An and Hu Huan could only listen to Mo Zishu's arrangement to chase Xiao Zhengyan.

At the same time, several fists struck at Mo Zishu's head with lightning speed, Mo Zishu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he praised in his heart, 'It is really the most extreme power of human beings', and then leaned back and quickly dodged, and at the same time, the hairpin in the sleeve quickly slipped into her palm, and then at the moment of handstand, the hairpin was thrown from her palm, straight into the eyebrows of a dead man not far away.

Then Mo Zishu's body quickly rebounded back, pulled out the long knife pinned to his waist to block the machete swung by the dead man, and held the desert with the other hand, and the eagle shot at the other dead man, but unfortunately the dead man dodged and did not shoot his vital point.

Mo Zishu's current situation is very passive, so she must find an opportunity to turn the situation around.

Without Yan An and Hu Huan, she can let go of her hands and feet.

The next moment, Mo Zishu frowned slightly, and a touch of coldness and darkness bloomed between his eyes, which was the same expression as a dead man, cold and numb and dead silence seemed to have no human thoughts and emotions, and the momentum of the whole person changed drastically, like a blood sword that had not been unsheathed for a long time.

The sudden change made the surrounding dead soldiers stunned for a moment, that is, at this moment, Mo Zishu's figure moved in the middle surrounded by the dead soldiers, and she came behind a dead soldier in a few flashes under her feet, raised the long knife in her hand, and without fancy and redundant movements, she directly slashed from top to bottom with a seemingly simple but extremely sharp action, so fast that the dead man had no time to react.

The sharp long knife slashed directly from the top of the dead man's head to the middle of his body, and quickly pulled out, blood splattered all over Mo Zishu's body, and then her wrist went down, and the long knife picked up the machete that the dead body fell to the ground and fell into Mo Zishu's left hand, the left wrist was horizontal, and the machete flew out and aimed at a dead man, the dead man's pupils shrank, and he quickly dodged, but he still cut off an arm, and the blood quickly spurted out of his arm, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and his brows didn't wrinkle, There was no exclamation.

At this moment, several flashes of dazzling knife light slashed down from the top of Mo Zishu's head, and Mo Zishu's backhand long knife immediately crossed her head, blocking the machetes that came over, and the next moment there were dead soldiers on her left and right who surrounded her, running towards her without a trace of waves.

The cold and deep eyes narrowed slightly, Mo Zishu quickly leaned back with the strength of the knife against the knife, and the moment her body quickly leaned back and withdrew the long knife, her slender legs and feet in combat boots kicked towards the machetes, kicking the dead soldiers who wielded the knives back violently, and then propped their hands on the ground with a force, and the whole body churned, and then jumped up, grabbed the chandelier above his head and jumped behind the dead corpse with the severed hand, and with a wave of his elbow, the dead man fell to the ground as a headless man, and the blood stained the entire ceiling, And at the moment when she rolled on the ground, she took her hairpin out of the eyebrows of the dead man before.

And when Mo Zishu didn't stand up, several machetes flew towards her, she could only continue to roll forward on the spot, but she could avoid the machetes, but there was still a machete that grazed her shoulder, cut off a piece of clothing, and bled a deep scratch, each machete went deep into the ground, revealing a little blade and handle.

Mo Zishu grabbed the window edge with one hand, dragged her body from the ground, she looked at the dead man who was running towards her, and smiled, hand-to-hand combat without weapons.

Mo Zishu also put away the long knife, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, propped up on the edge of the window with one hand, kicked the window hard at the moment his body rose up, and shot towards several dead soldiers, clenched his fists with both hands, protruded the knuckles of his middle finger, aimed at the temples of one of the dead soldiers, and smashed it fiercely, and at the same time, his legs also strangled the upper body of the dead man, so that his arms could not be spread, punch after punch, all the power of the muscles burst out, directly making the dead man's temples burst out of blood, and finally the wooden hairpin slipped out of the sleeves and stabbed into the temples fiercely, A few drops of blood splashed on her face and numb eyes the moment she pulled it out.

Then Mo Zishu retreated from the dead man's body, put his body against his own body, and withstood the attacks of other dead soldiers for her, and then she threw the dead man's body out at will, and in an instant, she once again pulled out the long knife at her waist, her feet formed a lunge, bent over, and squatted in a coherent action, and threw it towards the dead man directly opposite her, the long knife spun in the air a few times, and the blade flashed Ling Ling's cold light and slashed on the top of the dead man's head.

Mo Zishu took out the desert from her waist, and the eagle shot at the five remaining dead soldiers in front of her, at this moment, her face was covered with blood, and even her body was as terrifying as if she had experienced a blood shower, and her body exuded a terrifying aura and killing aura.

The five dead soldiers dodged the bullets quickly, and at this time they had a strange feeling in their hearts, which they had never had before, and they should not have a feeling as a dead soldier, that is, the girl in front of them was too strong.

Mo Zishu stepped a little, and quickly ran towards the nearest dead man to her, the speed under her feet was so fast that she gave birth to an afterimage, there was a feeling of hallucination, her five fingers bent into a sharp eagle claw in an instant, straight to the throat of the dead man, and the dead man seemed to see her intentions, both hands instantly grabbed Mo Zishu's arm, but was caught by Mo Zishu one step faster, Mo Zishu froze, his body was short, and the other hand grabbed the armpit muscles of the dead man, and then the body reversed, The dead man was thrown into the air by Mo Zishu.

The tall body slammed on the ground, and the terrifying thing was that Mo Zishu's strength actually cracked the floor under the dead man, and then the dead man's eyes widened, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and finally passed out, but Mo Zishu would not give him a chance to save his life, and inserted a dagger with his backhand into the dead man's heart.

There were four more people, Mo Zishu thought that she couldn't fight anymore, she had to go all out, and then her legs kicked on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air, grabbed the ceiling lamp in the room, and began to shoot downward with a submachine gun in her hand, and soon the four dead soldiers fell to the ground without a sound.

Mo Zishu swept the corpse on the ground expressionlessly, drew his long knife, and turned to go out.

"Yan An, Huhuan, where are you?" Mo Zishu took out the walkie-talkie and said.

"S, we're in the arsenal, Hu Wei is seriously injured, Xiao Zhengyan and we lost it." Yan An picked up the walkie-talkie and said to Mo Zishu.

Soon, Mo Zishu exited the villa in a few dodges and ran towards the arsenal.

At this time, Hu Wei had three knife wounds on her abdomen, and the depth of the wounds had reached the point where Hu Wei could see the ups and downs of the internal organs even if she breathed weakly, and there were five on her back, and there were no serious abdominal injuries.

When Mo Zishu rushed to the arsenal, a wave of anger instantly rose in his heart after seeing Hu Wei's condition, but he was speechless.

"Lay her flat on the ground, and I'll give her a simple bandage first." Mo Zishu walked in front of Hu Wei, opened Hu Wei's backpack and took out alcohol and gauze from it, as well as disposable medical suture needles and threads.

"Baili Xian Yan An controlled her body and told her not to move, Huwei, you bear with it." Mo Zishu frowned, disinfected his hands and then soaked the gauze with alcohol, cleaning up the blood stains around Hu Wei's wound, and soon a ball of gauze ran out, and another ball of gauze was disassembled to continue to disinfect.

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