The two men soon showed the same symptoms, their bodies began to twitch violently, an unhealthy flush appeared on their faces, their faces were extremely painful, blood overflowed from their mouths, ears and eye sockets, their eyes turned up, their limbs twitched, and their bodies quickly softened, completely losing all their vitality.

"If you take another step, it will be the same fate," Mo Lingdong returned to the smile he had before, but with the efficiency of killing the two of them as soon as he made a move before, everyone couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

Mo Lingdong said on his mouth, and the movements in his hands were not idle, he held Song Fu's soft body in one hand, and constantly touched Song Fu's body with the other hand, and then met the somewhat obscene smile on his face, so that the side directly equated him with a certain type of criminal.

Mo Lingdong didn't have time to care about what others were thinking, and after rummaging through several pockets, he finally found an inconspicuous small pocket on the inside of Song Fu's underwear, which contained five corpse cores.

Seeing the shiny corpse cores in Mo Lingdong's hands, Lu Ying saw that the few people could no longer keep calm, that was the only possibility for them to get on the boat.

If there is no corpse core, they will have to go back to the place surrounded by zombies, and live a life where they don't even dare to open the window, and a piece of steamed bun needs a bun of people. They felt that if they continued to stay there, they might have mental problems when they saw ordinary survivors who lived like no one and no ghost looked like ghosts and ghosts every day.

"Give us back the nucleus!" Nan Zonglai, who was tall and tall, couldn't hold back and stood up, holding an extraordinarily thick iron rod in his hand, about the thickness of an ordinary adult man's calf.

If it were placed in someone else's hand, the size of the iron rod would seem a little exaggerated, but in the hands of this man who is more than two meters tall, this iron rod seems to be a little smaller.

Mo Lingdong smiled even brighter, but that smile was full of mockery. Among the few people opposite, the only thing he can be considered afraid of is Song Fu, who is lying unconscious at his feet.

He stomped on the man's chest with a hard kick, and hooked his fingers at him as if he was demonstrating against Nanzong.

Seeing the man's eyes that he didn't take himself seriously, Nan Zonglai was completely furious, and he ignored the obstruction of the others around him, and directly swung the huge iron rod in his hand and smashed it at the head of the man opposite.

Seeing Nan Zonglai rushing over with an iron rod, Mo Lingdong's eyes did not have the slightest timidity, but instead used Song Fu's body as a point of strength, stepped hard, his hands were instantly shrouded in black mist, and he directly swung his fist and collided with the iron rod that smashed over.

At the moment when the iron rod touched Mo Lingdong's hands, it was as if it had been melted by the high temperature, and it directly turned into a puddle of black molten iron and dripped directly to the ground.

Nan Zonglai was shocked, rolled on the spot, and took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and the man.

There was only a small section of the iron rod left in his hand, but it was already stained with the black mist on Mo Lingdong's hand, even if it was far away from the man's body, although the speed of turning into molten iron slowed down, it did not stop immediately.

Nan Zonglai hesitated, although he was a little reluctant, he still had to throw away this weapon that had been with him for a long time. It was also obtained by chance, otherwise he would still be holding those weapons that were like toothpicks to him.

"Do you want to try it again?" Mo Lingdong's face once again put on that familiar smile, as if he had done a trivial thing, and the black mist covering his hands disappeared in an instant.

In a corner that no one else could see, Mo Lingdong's hands trembled slightly, and he adjusted his breath before he forced back the blood that was about to spit out.

The scene fell silent all of a sudden, and several people stared, but no one dared to step forward immediately.

Leng Yan saw the dock in front of him, and the people surrounding it, those people were standing very exquisitely, and they looked like they were about to start fighting at any time if they didn't agree with each other.

Leng Yan and the three of them rode the bicycles they picked up on the side of the road, and the distance of more than ten kilometers was fleeting.

Seeing the place that was obviously a dock, Leng Yan couldn't help but feel a little happy. But the joy didn't last long, and soon the bike under his ass tilted to the side, completely losing control, and the front wheel and body were directly separated.

He quickly stabilized himself in the air in a brief panic and stood firmly on the ground. That's when he realized that the culprit behind the rust-looking bicycle was actually a banana peel in the middle of the road. Looking at the green appearance of the banana peel, it was obvious that it had not been long after it was dropped, and it must have been the remnants of the pile of people in front of it.

The front wheel of the bicycle bounced on the ground a few times and smashed directly into the heads of the pile of people in front of it.

Mo Lingdong suddenly heard the whirring wind, his eyes lit up, and when he looked up, he found that something that looked like a tire was smashing towards his location in mid-air.

"Which turtle son is plotting against Lao Tzu!" Mo Lingdong took a step back, who knew that he happened to step on Song Fu's body, was tripped up, his body lost his balance, and he was about to be smashed by the one who fell from the sky.

There was a whoosh and a cracking sound, and the wheel that was smashing towards him suddenly changed direction and flew directly in other directions.

"I'm sorry, the wheels are separated," an apologetic voice came, and Leng Yan walked towards them with two women.

Lu Haiyan saw Mo Lingdong's somewhat awkward movements at this time, and immediately understood that he was now in a period of weakness after overusing his abilities, so he hurriedly went up and helped the man up.

More than a dozen people at the scene looked at the Leng Yan people who suddenly appeared, and several of them looked very clean and healthy, and they were not the kind of ordinary survivors who needed to worry about food and clothing.

The three of them looked to be twenty years old at most, and one of the women carried a half-sized child on her back, who was sleeping soundly on her back. The combination of a man, two women and a little girl feels weird no matter how you look at it.

Such a person can appear so swaggering in a zombie-infested city, and there is no way to summarize the word luck, it can only be because the three of them definitely have extraordinary strength.

"You're here for the boat, too?"