Just like last night, Zhang Shan was in charge of guarding the main entrance, and the window entrance was guarded by adventurers and mixed-race beauties.

Deng Xiaochun would occasionally help them deliver some supplies, and spent more time watching from the sidelines.

This young lady who likes to wear a peaked hat seems to be indifferent to zombies, but in fact, she has an unknown secret in her heart, and it is difficult to speak.

She just used her camera to record everything that happened.

Nepalese sabers are already green, and the green blood spilled by zombies in the aisles is gurgling into the sea.

The sound of gunfire was incessant.

On the other side of the cabin, sword qi kept appearing.

It was about two or three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Shan obviously felt that the sword qi on the other side of the cabin had disappeared, and then it didn't take long to see the three blind men being carried into the sea by a group of zombies.

As for the big blind man and the second blind man, there was no breath of them on the ship, nor did they have the breath of their sword.

It seems that this round of offensive has not been held after all.

The three blind men were all little kendo masters, and they lost not because of their strength, but because of their physical strength.

Although they all have martial arts cultivation that is not weaker than Zhang Shan, they are not zombie bodies after all, and the long-term battle makes them exhausted, and it is reasonable to lose them.

If Liang Tang was still there, they would work together, every two people, guard in shifts, and rest in shifts, as long as there are no higher-grade zombies, they should be able to hold out to the end.

But they didn't, and they weren't destined to persevere, because they were all masters of the rivers and lakes, strangers, accustomed to mutual suspicion and trust, which led to their complete failure.

Zhang Shan secretly sighed, and the Nepalese saber once again harvested a zombie head.

"The blind men have been lost, and now we are the only ones left on the ship."

Zhang Shan's expression was solemn.

As soon as this remark came out.

Adventurers and half-breed beauties alike fell into an ice cellar.

Those weird masters have all lost, how long can they hold on?

The adventurer turned his head to look at the empty box, where there were few bullets left.

The next round of zombies climbed up again.

"Sooner or later, I'll die, I've got enough of it, fight with them."

The adventurer fired the last few shots, then removed the lever of the box, held it in his hand, and rushed out of the room.

Immediately after, the mixed-race beauty gritted her teeth, also wheeled up a stool, and rushed out of the cabin.

Without supplies, their mentality collapsed and they went completely crazy.

Rush into the zombie hordes and constantly wave sticks and stools.

In the end, they were bitten by zombies in front of Zhang Shan, but for the first time, they didn't suck their blood, but just dragged their corpses into the sea.

It's not that Zhang Shan doesn't have a chance to save them, but he knows very well that there are too many zombies, and he can't save everyone.

At the most dangerous moment, the person who wants to save is always the most important person around him.

And for Zhang Shan, on this boat, the most important thing is, of course, Miss Duck Tongue.

Adventurers and mixed-race beauties may have seen this, so they felt that they had no chance to live, rather than hiding in the room humbly and slowly being eaten by zombies, it was better to go and fight with them, life and death.

Miss Ducktongue came to Zhang Shan's back, he took her hand and looked at the zombie horde.

The zombies suddenly stopped their actions and looked at them as well.

"Tonight's zombies are different from the ones before." Zhang Shan Road.

"They think." Miss Ducktongue apparently saw it too.

"They've stopped attacking, guess what they're thinking?" Zhang Shan said softly.

"I'm not a zombie, how do I know." Miss Ducktongue doesn't have a good airway.

Zhang Shan smiled secretly.

But I am!

Zhang Shan said: "The zombies in the first two nights were relatively weak, they had no spiritual sense, they only knew how to attack, and tonight's zombies already had some spiritual sense, and they were afraid." ”

"Afraid of what?" Miss Ducktongue said.

"Me." Zhang Shan said in a deep voice.

That's right, they are just afraid of Zhang Shan.

This hierarchical concept is actually quite simple.

For example, a three- or four-year-old child, at that age when they don't know what to fear, sees those big people in society, and they just think of them as an ordinary person.

And when they reach the age of twenty or thirty, experience the beating of society, know that they are bad, and see the big people again, their mentality is definitely very different.

The zombies of this night are like children who have grown up.

And Zhang Shan is an adult in their eyes.

Zhang Shan was bitten by Montaigne, belonging to the third generation of zombies, and his bloodline is far stronger than these low-level zombies who crawled out of the deep sea.

Miss Ducktongue was a little puzzled, "But why weren't they afraid just now?" ”

Zhang Shan shook his head, "No, since last night, I actually felt that they were afraid of me, but I wasn't sure, until now, I was almost sure that they were afraid of me." ”

Miss Ducktongue wondered, "But why are they afraid of you?" Can't you be afraid of me? ”

This question is so naïve!

Why are they afraid of you?

Zhang Shan said perfunctorily: "Anyway, I'm just afraid." ”

Miss Ducktongue snorted disapprehantly, and then asked, "Then why do they keep attacking when they are afraid of you?" ”

With such a question, Zhang Shan couldn't think clearly, could it be because adventurers and mixed-race beauties were their targets, and if they didn't achieve their goals, they would not give up?

Now that both of them have been bitten, that's why the zombies are starting to think about whether to go on the offensive or not?

Now is not the time to think about that, Zhang Shan turned his head to look at Deng Xiaochun, "Miss Ducktongue, do you believe me?" "E-book shop

Miss Ducktongue shook her camera, "Of course." ”

Zhang Shan looked at her and said, "If you believe me, please let me hold you, or carry you on your back, the closer you get to me, the less they dare to come close to you." ”

"This ...... Not so good. Miss Ducktongue blushed a little.

"This is not the time to be shy, for your safety, offended."

After speaking, without giving Miss Duck Tongue a chance to refuse to refute, Zhang Shan hugged her up.

"Okay then." Miss Ducktongue felt aggrieved.

She chose to bury her head silently in his cold chest, so that she would not be so hot!

Zhang Shan can't fully confirm whether his idea is right yet, he can only experiment, anyway, now he has to protect her alone, and he can barely cope with it, so he hugged her and slowly walked towards those zombies.

Sure enough, those zombies, you look at me, I look at you, and there seems to be no conclusion, and they all silently get out of the way.

Zhang Shan was a little happy at first, and it seemed that he had deduced correctly.

Walked to the deck.

The zombies did not attack, but they did not evacuate, but followed them to the deck.

The zombies always kept a distance of about three meters from them.

This is probably the aura!

"Looks like I guessed right." Zhang Shan smiled.

Miss Ducktongue hummed softly.

"I'll let you down now, and if they get close, I'll hold you again." Zhang Shan Road.

"Oh." Miss Ducktongue.

Slowly put her down.

The moment their feet hit the ground, the zombies suddenly trembled and seemed to be about to attack again.

Zhang Shan quickly picked her up again.

The zombies are not moving again.

Zhang Shan simply didn't move, just so deadlocked.

"Mr. Duck, don't you have sore hands?"

"It's fine."

"Are we going to keep this posture all the time?"

"It should be."

"I've never been hugged like this, I'm a little shy, what should I do?"

"I don't know."

……

"Don't you enjoy the feeling of holding me?"

"Sort of."

"Have you ever watched Titanic?"

"Nope."

"Why are you talking so little?"

"Is there one?"

"You didn't even speak more than three words."

"Really?"

"Count it yourself."

……

"What's it like to hold me?"

"Soft."

"Nasty."

Small fists pounded in the chest.

Those newly-witted zombies don't know if they'll be enlightened when they hear these conversations.

Will you find a female zombie to hold and try it?

"It's finally dawn!"

Mr. Duck and Miss Ducktongue sighed in unison.

The zombies probably felt the same way, and after a few swishs, they disappeared from the ship.

"You can let me down." Miss Ducktongue bowed her head.

"Hmm." Zhang Shan's upright posture, like a bunch of benchmarks, symbolizes his seriousness.

After putting down Miss Ducktongue, they both stretched and smiled at each other.

Miss Ducktongue bent down and rubbed her thighs, and after being hugged all night, her pants were wrinkled, and she was in a bad mood.

Zhang Shan subconsciously looked at the left hand that hugged his thigh, and then carefully put it away.

At this moment, the captain and the maid with the plate came over.

Captain Lu Fei pointed to the front and said, "Congratulations, you have successfully arrived at the Ancient Kingdom of Yueqin, Fusu Island!" ”

The ship sailed out of the sea fog.

Facing it is a huge island.

The port stele is engraved with three big characters of "Fusu Island", and the iron painting silver hook is extraordinary.