The black arrow slashed across the basketball hoop and hovered on the basketball court, because it couldn't find the target.

Wu Xin suddenly felt his scalp tingle, this! What's going on! What about people?

When he turned his head to look, he found that Lu Feng and Pan Dingding had also disappeared, and even the two dead bodies were gone, and even the blood stains on the place where Lu Feng was originally sitting had disappeared, and the toilet was empty, and a breeze blew through, blowing his hair.

A strange atmosphere hung over the gymnasium, how did the big living person disappear out of thin air?

First Lu Hong, then zombies, and then even Lu Feng and the others disappeared.

Wu Xin rubbed his eyes, walked to where Lu Feng was just now, and observed with wide eyes, but there was nothing but small sand and gravel.

Wu Xin stretched out his finger and touched the asphalt road, the rough friction was so clear, it didn't look like an illusion at all, and the black lines made him a little dizzy.

Sweat slid down his cheeks, his nerves were already tense to the extreme, Wu Xin's pale face showed a wry smile, this is simply the biggest crisis since the end of the world, this is out of the category of supernatural abilities, it seems to have hit a ghost? Even mental power can't make people disappear out of thin air.

Frustration rose from his heart, and Wu Xin sat on the ground with a lonely look on his face.

I think back to entering the gymnasium at that time, as if my mind was attracted by something, and I kept thinking about it until the cigarette butt burned my fingers.

Am I hallucinating now?

Then Wu Xin directly took out a cigarette, lit it, took a sharp puff, and twisted it towards the back of his hand.

'Hiss~pull'

The sound of a cigarette roasting on the meat sounded, Wu Xin grinned, twitched the corner of his mouth, the smell of burning penetrated into his nose, and then threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and a small hole appeared on the back of his hand, revealing bright red flesh and white smoke.

"Grass, it hurts."

Wu Xin sighed, then looked up and found that there was still no change.

Damn, it's not a hallucination.

Then he looked down at the long arrow on his thigh, the blood was still flowing, and there was a stinging sensation from time to time, it was not an illusion, could it be that he really hit a ghost? This blue sky and white day......

Looking at this long arrow, he frowned, as if it was a little familiar.

After observing for a long time, he muttered, "Isn't this that kid's arrow?" ”

This long arrow is exactly the same as the arrow shot by the students of the HKSI at that time!

Could it be that the zombie has anything to do with the HKSI students? Wu Xin turned his head to look, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a long arrow that was only half left fell on the ground, which was the long arrow that was cut off by Lu Feng.

Picking up the long arrow and looking up, Wu Xin smiled, sure enough, he should have been blindfolded by something like a ghost hitting the wall, everything has not changed, he has become only himself!

Immediately pulled out a long arrow from his leg and stabbed it hard at his arm, 'poof' With a sound, Wu Xin only felt a trance in his brain, and then the whole world seemed to be clear, and the shout came into his ears.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw that on the turf of the track and field, the three old ginger heads were fighting with three zombies, and among them was the white-clothed zombie!

Lu Feng was lying behind him, already turned white, and He Dahai was planted in the urinal unconscious.

Sure enough, it was a spiritual confusion.

He Dahai shouted: "Wu Xin, come and help when you wake up!" ”

Wu Xin nodded, with a wave of his hand, a black long knife fell into his hand, and as soon as his body rushed over, he found that something was wrong, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his thigh, and when he looked down, he found that it was actually bubbling blood, damn, how could the wound exist!

But before he could continue to think about it, the white-clothed zombie dodged Ma Jiu's fork, took out two long arrows from his back with his fingers, bent his bow and arrows, and the two long arrows whistled and shot over.

Damn, still coming?

Wu Xin scolded secretly, endured the pain in his leg, twisted his waist, dodged a long arrow, and then slammed his arm and cut off a long arrow.

A smile appeared on the white-clothed zombie's iron-blue face, and his fingers were put on his back again, but a pipe fork directly pierced half of his palm, black blood flowed out, his face was cold, and he kicked Ma Jiu's abdomen, and his body took a few steps back.

Ma Jiu spat out, took out a white cloth and wrapped the fork around his wrist, and scolded, "Come again." ”

As he spoke, he scuffled with the white-clothed zombies, who were not only powerful in their bows and arrows, but also had a hand in fighting, which was completely different from Ma Jiuye's way.

Wu Xin had already rushed behind the zombie at this time, and slashed at his back with a knife.

Ma Jiuyi's fork in front also stabbed towards its head, and saw that the white-clothed zombie's figure shook slightly, and it swept out from the sandwich of the two, and the two hurriedly regained their momentum and almost collided together.

The white-clothed zombie's left leg was pulled out violently, and the speed was extremely fast, and it fell in front of Wu Xin's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Wu Xin grabbed his ankle and slashed it out, the zombie's calf was directly chopped off, and the zombie's face was no longer calm, and he hurriedly withdrew his leg. Ma Jiu pounced at this time, directly knocked down the zombie, and waved the fork to desperately stab at the zombie.

The white-clothed zombie punched at Ma Jiu is hammer, and the muffled sound made people's eyelids jump.

Wu Xin swallowed his saliva, still don't get involved in their battle, looked up, and saw He Dahai holding a short knife, scuffling with a sturdy zombie, the zombie was full of wounds, and black blood flowed from the two of them.

Wu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, it was normal, but the next scene stunned him, and he saw that the zombie grabbed He Dahai's head and pressed it fiercely to the ground, and then rode on He Dahai, grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it with a cruel smile.

The sound of bones shattering accompanied by screams rang out on the track.

Wu Xin's body exploded, and in a blink of an eye, he was next to the zombie, the muscles of his arms bulged suddenly, and a knife was mixed with the sound of breaking wind, and the zombie jumped up dexterously, dodged, and stared at Wu Xin with a cruel smile on his big face.

On the old ginger head's side, he was not so embarrassed, he bent over, his eyes flashed with war intent, the black long stick in his hand rolled with red flames, and smashed towards the zombie.

The zombie was small, but it was extremely agile and dexterously dodged.

'Whew'

A wind sounded, and the zombie rushed over, with a huge body like a blind bear, Wu Xin did not retreat but advanced, and stabbed him fiercely.

The black qi long knife pierced directly through his chest, but he didn't react at all, and slapped his palm towards Wu Xin.

Wu Xin hurriedly bent down to dodge, if he was shot, he would be crippled if he was not dead, then he gritted his teeth and lifted the long knife suddenly, and a tooth-aching friction sound sounded, and the long knife slashed directly into his neck along his chest.

The zombie's big face showed panic, and two pairs of big hands grabbed Wu Xin's clothes and shook them hard.

"Grass!"

Wu Xin felt that his body was directly thrown out by a huge force, and then his body was thrown away for more than ten meters, and he rolled several times before stopping.

The long knife was still stuck in the zombie's neck, and the zombie looked at Wu Xin with smugness in his eyes.

Wu Xin grinned and laughed: "Stupid." ”

Immediately the mind moved, the blade of the long knife trembled, and the smugness in the zombie's eyes instantly froze, replaced by a kind of horror, looking down at the long knife in the neck, the long knife was suddenly raised, cutting off the zombie's head, suspended in the air, shining with knife light.

Wu Nobunaga breathed a sigh of relief: "I can't think of it, hahahaha." ”

"Wu Xin, the mutant beast should be nearby, you look carefully."

Wu Xin stood up, looked around and asked, "What kind of animal is it?" ”

The old ginger smashed it with a stick, and the dirt splashed: "It's a mouse." ”

Mouse?

Wu Xin felt his brain buzz, and his thoughts poured in like a tide, rats, rats?

No wonder he had to decorate that warehouse so weirdly, and sure enough, it was his lair.

In other words, he has been trapped in his illusion since then, and everything is conjured up by that rat essence?

But he can't think about it so much now, and he endures the sharp pain in his leg and keeps looking for it in the track and field.

And the attack of the two zombies also became fierce, as if they were afraid of something.

Wu Xin's gaze swept over the horizontal bar in the distance, and then stopped, looking at an off-road vehicle parked on the asphalt road behind the horizontal bar, and smiled.