Leng Yan looked at the man in front of him with cold eyes, seeing that he began to roll his eyes, and the corners of his mouth also overflowed with white foam, but he didn't mean to put him down.

"Let him go, or I'll shoot!" At this time, the men next to him who were a little stunned finally reacted, took out the pistol hidden in their waists before, and aimed the muzzle of the black hole at the back of the man in front of him.

Leng Yan saw that the man who was choked by his throat had already had urinary incontinence, and as soon as his hand was released, the man collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, gasping for breath, Zhang Shen felt that he had never been so close to death.

Wu Qingxi held a pistol firmly and pointed it at Leng Yan's chest, but he had no intention of shooting. They had been surrounded by zombies for a long time, and they knew how attractive sound was to zombies, and if they shot at this time, they might not be able to get out of here for a long time.

They had planned to go to the Wuyuan base before, but because of the large number of people, they attracted the attention of the zombie group. In order to avoid the zombie group, they had to temporarily choose this residential building to settle down, but who knew about this foothold, they couldn't leave. They didn't have much food on them, so after discovering Leng Yan and the others, they naturally hit the two of them with their ideas.

"If you dare to shoot, you all have to die here," Leng Yan's eyes stared at the man who pointed a gun at him, his eyes were extremely cold.

Wu Qingxi felt terrified, the man in front of him was like a poisonous snake, and he could pounce on him at any time and kill him.

Leng Yan had already discovered what these people were thinking, because when he went upstairs, he saw the unnatural bulge on the waist of the man leading the way, the shape was somewhat familiar, and it was clearly a pistol.

Before the outbreak of the end times, it is impossible for guns to flow into the hands of ordinary people. But after the outbreak of the apocalypse, many places with guns and ammunition will become the first choice for these survivors, and they will soon be looted. Compared with guns, cold weapons are more applicable, otherwise the few people in front of them would not have guns and hide in this foul-smelling room.

"Hand over your backpack," Wu Qingxi was a little scared, but he didn't flinch immediately, his eyes were still staring at the big bag that the girl was carrying behind.

Leng Yan found that one of the men among them was squatting on the ground, pressing one hand on the neck of the man who had been choked by Leng Yan's throat before, and there was a green light flashing in his hand.

"The configuration is good, there are even doctors," Leng Yan saw a person with the ability to heal for the first time in his life, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"You're also a capable person?" Wu Qingxi's hands holding the pistol couldn't help but tighten again, if the man in front of him was still capable, it would be a little tricky.

Seeing the man's hand pointing at him, Wu Qingxi was a little confused. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his waist, and a hot feeling rushed straight to his Tianling Gai, he looked down and found that the clothes on his waist had been rolled up, and the exposed skin was dripping with blood, obviously burned.

Leng Yan's hand was equivalent to answering Wu Qingxi's previous question in disguise, and several people were like facing a great enemy, and they all took out their pistols and aimed them at the man in front of them. The only one of them only has the ability to heal wounds, which is not useful at all in actual combat, and the only one who has the ability has not woken up yet. Wang Sushan, who took the initiative to bring the two of them up, regretted it at this time, he thought it was two fat sheep, but he didn't expect it to be two time bombs.

Leng Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the temperature of his voice dropped suddenly, as if it was about to freeze.

"I'll give you one last chance, put down your guns, or else..."

"Die!" Huang Wanli's expression was hideous, and his cold words seemed to stimulate the man who had just woken up, he used all his strength to touch the pistol placed on his waist, and pulled the trigger at Leng Yan with some trembling.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Leng Yan also moved, and everyone didn't see where the axe in his hand came from, but soon the warm blood splashed on the bodies of several people next to him.

Huang Wanli's head was already gurgling to the side, his body was still sitting there, the blood on his neck was gushing out like a fountain, but he soon fell to the ground weakly, and the pistol in his hand also slipped to Leng Yan's feet.

Blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the axe, and a rare smile appeared on Leng Yan's face, but his voice still didn't have any temperature, "Next, who should it be?" ”

Several men looked at each other and quickly put down the guns in their hands, but they did not intend to give the gun to the man in front of them, if he wanted to snatch it, they would definitely not be restrained.

But to their surprise, the man in front of them didn't seem to have any interest in their pistol, and he didn't even pick up the gun that fell at his feet, and several people found it, but none of them dared to step forward.

"What about the others?" Leng Yan stood at the door and looked into the other rooms, and suddenly asked.

"Just a few of us here," Wu Qingxi's expression was a little unnatural, and he lowered his eyes slightly and did not look at Leng Yan.

"I don't want to ask a second time," Leng Yan squinted at the five people in front of him, several of them seemed to be a little jealous of his skills, but they didn't know why, and no one answered this question.

'Smack, smack! Wu Qingxi suddenly felt that something had fallen on top of his head, he looked up, and almost frightened him, the axe that cut off Huang Wanli's head just now was directly above his head, and blood was dripping down the blade of the axe on his head.

"Downstairs, downstairs..." Wu Qingxi looked at the cold gaze, and his heart beat uncontrollably, as if it was about to pop out of his throat.

"Let's go," Leng Yan put back the axe that was still dripping blood, turned around and walked downstairs.

The number of zombies surrounding this building showed that there were definitely more than these six people here, and he now suspected that the people downstairs were the same people who had escaped from the direction of the playground earlier. But according to the time, they should have left here a long time ago, and it seems that they may have been changed direction by the zombie horde.

He expected that nine out of ten of these people below were women and children, so this kind of leading matter would naturally be handed over to Yun Comaotong, and he didn't want to be entangled with those women who didn't know the depth and waste time.

He found a clean place on the stairs and sat down, and completely acted as the shopkeeper.