"Are there any zombies here, and the base is not accurate?"

Bian Zixing complained, burping, and his mouth was full of wine. Liu Feng didn't answer, stepped forward and grabbed his hand, and the claw knife slashed his fingers, making him tremble in pain.

"Dada"

Two drops of blood dripped on the ground, and a faint smell of blood permeated the street, followed by the familiar rancid stench.

Yang Yi was the first to smell it, waved his hand to catch the air in front of his nose, frowned and said, "Eat less in the future, pollute the air!" ”

"IQ, IQ!"

Bian Zixing is not Xu Sanco, he is not used to Yang Yi, he pointed to his head and said twice in a row, looking around, his nose twitching: "It's here!" ”

Of course, this is not someone who will come to welcome a small group, but the last thing they want to see is the zombie horde.

The two drops of blood on Bian Zixing were like the earliest zombie viruses, quickly provoking the sense of smell of all dormant zombies.

In a moment, a small group was surrounded by zombies.

If you look closely, there are thousands of zombies in this group, but they are all junior zombies. Liu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, proving that the situation here was much better than expected.

Man Xing is very disappointed, didn't he detect that there are third-level zombies here before, and Man Ting is still waiting for the evolution stone to save his life!

Xu Sanru didn't reveal his strength too early, the bio-energy cannon was hidden by him, and now the situation in Luoshan City is unknown, so it's better to keep a low profile.

Everyone controlled their strength within the range of not being harmed by zombies, and then began the first wave of killings in Luoshan City.

The first tall zombie with a headshot still had the property costume on its body, and it violently kicked the cart in front of it, its teeth clattering.

Bian Zixing took the lead in attacking, and his sturdy body stabbed into the zombie group, his arms stretched out, and his feet were forced, and his body turned in a circle, and he fell down with a puff.

Yang Yi's body was light, and the double knives were pulled out by her two flowers, and the blades were everywhere, and the zombies were not left.

Xu Sanru still followed Yang Yi's side, waving his iron arm, and rudely smashed open one zombie head after another.

Liu Feng and Man Xing have become sluggish products, standing in the circle and watching the excitement, it is not that Man Xing is lazy, but looking for traces of third-level zombies.

Liu Feng is really arranging the score, these little miscellaneous fish, Lao Tzu is too lazy to do it, just a few of them!

Rumble!

The last zombie was smashed by Xu Sancou, and the streets were littered with zombie corpses.

"It's so unchallenging!"

Bian Zixing put on a broken, but all he could admire was the zombie stumps all over the ground, and Liu Feng had already led the team out of the battle zone.

A warm-up just out of the swamp was clearly seen by a man with a telescope.

In this apocalyptic world of scarce materials, he also luxuriously held a cigar from an ancient melon in his finger.

"New face, that woman is nice!"

"Do you want to meet them?"

Next to the man with the binoculars, there is a lewd-looking man, and like most novels, such a character is usually someone else's dogleg!

The telescope moved away from the man's face, and the first thing that caught his eye was a scar from the center of his eyebrows to his earlobe.

The man's rough appearance, coupled with this centipede-like scar, adds a bit of ferocity.

"Let's see!"

Looking back at the battlefield just now, there was a slow wriggling in the messy zombie stumps, and an intact head arched out of a pile of rotten flesh, and the source of power turned out to be a tongue.

Then, the head slowly rolled among the corpse stumps, stopping next to the mutilated corpse, and merged with the body.

The zombie stood up, turned its head stiffly, found a pair of full arms, and lay down again, and after repeating it a few times, a complete zombie appeared on the street of Century Square again.

If you take the watch and read the data, you can see that this zombie has become stronger......

Liu Feng and the others naturally didn't care about a second-level zombie, in fact, Man Xing was only interested in third-level zombies now.

The team walked aimlessly through the dead city, and the sound of clattering footsteps could be heard far and wide.

"Boss, is this our mission to wander around?"

"There is no limit to this center, maybe you can change the way, do you want to try it?"

Xu Sanru suddenly came to his senses: "Okay, good!" ”

Before the words fell, Liu Feng kicked him away: "If you don't want to go, you can use the rolling ......"

"Hahahaha......"

Bian Zixing laughed and leaned back and forth, and was unexpectedly kicked down by Liu Feng, and rolled down the street with Xu Sanco.

"Boss, you and I ...... yin"

These screams brought a little bit of life to this dead city, and the boredom continued, Xu Sanruo suggested that it was much more interesting to continue to let Bian Zixing bleed and attract some zombies to kill.

But there is no need to bloodlet, they also have something to do, and a second-level zombie appeared at the front of the road.

The bored Xu Sanru was like a cat seeing a mouse, and he pounced excitedly, and the two of them looked at each other, and the second-level zombie was dismantled into a pile of parts.

When passing by the pile of pickets, Liu Feng also kicked the zombie's head fiercely, why there was only one zombie, Liu Feng put a question mark in his heart.

I didn't dig deeper, after all, in these last days, it is normal for anything to happen.

The only thing that is abnormal is that after they left, those parts seemed to come to life, rolling and coming together again, the zombie is still the same zombie, but the strength is full of three levels......

Along the empty streets, after Century Square is the train station, and the once bustling scene is gone, littered with garbage and salutes as people flee for their lives.

The breeze blew, rolling up the old newspapers in the newsstand, and with a loud noise, an old ticket was blown to Liu Feng's feet.

Luoshan - Tianjing, this is a ticket for the end of the world, it seems that the master did not have time to step on this train!

This is the smoothest time Liu Feng has entered the ticket gate of the railway station in his life, and the stainless steel gate has long been destroyed. The team marched through the passages leading to the platforms. The light is a little dim and the atmosphere is a little oppressive.

Liu Feng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

"That zombie just now, it's weird......"

Liu Feng couldn't help but mutter, Yang Yi, as the only woman in the team, plays more than just a match between men and women, and she is not tired of working.

"I feel the same way, it appeared so abruptly, as if it was intentional...... Die. ”

Yang Yi thought for a while, and then organized the vocabulary to describe the behavior of the zombie, Man Xing was silent, Xu Sanru and Bian Zixing obviously didn't have that mind.

"Are you thinking too much, just a lonely zombie, wouldn't it be nice to dismantle it!"

The sound of footsteps clicked in the passage, and the half-cut cigarette butt not far away attracted Liu Feng's attention, he bent down to pick it up, sniffed it, looked at it, and said: "Stay for a short time, it should be left by the survivors!" ”

At least until now, there have been no zombies that can smoke, and when we heard that there were survivors, everyone was a little more energetic and quickened their pace.

Walking through the passage, on the platform, there are white trains parked on the platform, the development of Huaxia is very rapid, basically there is no green train.

The team's appearance at the train station was deliberate, and the sturdy carriage was perhaps the last castle for the survivors.

There was nothing wrong with this way of thinking, as they soon saw the survivors through the glass of the car window.

The survivors also saw their figures, and they were also seen by a group of zombies, perhaps tourists who had admired them, who could say?

The zombies gathered around the team, this is a team of evolved zombies, a small number but not weak in strength, the leader is a big man in a white coat.

With a big head and a thick neck, it's either a high-level cadre or a guy!

The leader must be a fellow, because he still holds a spoon in his hand, and it seems that he has made the big spoon his life's work, and he has not been willing to throw away the second level spoon.

Liu Feng really wanted to give this dedicated guy a thumbs up, but apparently he didn't like this praise very much, and what he liked was still canned food running all over the station.

Zombies are the same, survival of the fittest, this wave of zombies at the train station has been almost eliminated.

They need to evolve, they need a lot of blood to eat, and they focus on this solid train.

The people inside held on to it, easy to defend and difficult to attack, so they had to wait for the rabbit, and saw a small group of people, their teeth clicked, and they pounced on their hands and feet.

Burst......

Xu San flicked his arm, smashed a zombie away, fell a few feet away, and got up again with a roar.

The second-level zombie was obviously stunned, with an anthropomorphic surprised expression on his face, obviously surprised by the strength of these people in front of him.

Liu Feng was also surprised, has the intelligence of the second-level zombie evolved to such a point, this is not a good thing.

More zombies were thrashed and flew out, then scrambled back up and rushed over again.

It's not that Liu Feng can't kill these zombies, it's that they deliberately suppress their strength, and they need someone to stand up and stand out for a few of them in order to pick a leader among the rescued survivors.

However, they underestimated the determination of the survivors on this train to spare their lives, and as the encirclement of zombies became smaller and smaller, a "moving sister" who watched through the window finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to open the door.

"What for?"

A loud roar came from the mouth of a fierce-looking man, who glared at the "Sister Dong" and shouted emotionally: "Five more people, five more mouths, will the food be deducted from you?" ”

Sister Dong's name is Yuan Xiaoyou, yoga exercises give her a good body, and her shadow often appears in Sanda clubs, so she still has a lot of say on this train.

"Zhao Xiaoshan, are you still fucking not a man, don't you save you when you die? If that's the case, you should get off this train! ”

Zhao Xiaoshan was silent, he was indeed Yuan Xiaoyou who picked up the car, otherwise he should be in the zombie team now.

Yuan Xiaoyou pulled out a riot stick and quickly opened the car door, showing a rare courage in this last days.

The raised stick slammed into the head of a zombie with a single snort. Bian Zixing swallowed a mouthful of saliva in surprise and his eyes widened.

"Violent Female ......"