Inkmark seems to have understood that the girl in front of him is not his sister, at least not yet. Ink Marks sighed, picked up the trench coat in the box, and prepared to put it on Mo Ning'er.

At this time, Mo Ning'er stood up, turned around, and faced the ink marks**.

Ink quickly twisted his head to the side, and at the same time draped his clothes over Mo Ning'er's body.

"Now Ning'er will return it to you for safekeeping." Mo Ning'er fainted after speaking, and collapsed into Mo Mark's chest.

Ink Marks gently stroked Mo Ning'er's back and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, my sister, this time, I will definitely protect you, even if I kill everyone here." Ink Marks' back bulged, tearing through his clothes, and tentacles came out from behind and gently wrapped Mo Ning'er.

Immediately after that, someone broke down the door, and Moji didn't even dodge, glaring at the person who dared to rush in with a gun in his hand.

"Ahhh This person was so frightened that he retreated again and again, knocking down a lot of his teammates behind him, and the people behind him immediately cursed. The other tentacle of the ink mark flexibly fastened the box, rolled it up, and lifted it. The ink mark then jumped out of the window and landed steadily.

The people who were busy were frightened by this sudden killing god and fled in all directions.

"Zombies! Children and women hurry up and hide! A weak-looking man with a pistol commanded, standing on a pile of supplies. A group of men surrounded him with airsoft guns, axes, hammers, and crossbows. Ink Marks looked at them coldly, and the group of people immediately lost their combat effectiveness, running and screaming. The direction of the evolution of carnivores is to better hunt prey, and the creatures of ink marks have absolute suppression of humans.

The bespectacled man had never seen anything like this, and was a little flustered, but quickly calmed down and raised his gun tremblingly to aim.

Moji said at this time: "I just want to take my sister away now, and the other thing is to take away what belongs to me, nothing else, I hope you can let us go." “

The people at the windows upstairs were already there, and they were aiming at the ink marks with crossbows and bows.

The bespectacled man was shocked, for the first time he had seen a monster with talking and tentacles.

The left eye of the ink mark flickered with a demonic red light, and the tentacles on the body continued to extend and lengthen, dancing in the air like a demon.

Anyone who wanted to aim at the head of the ink mark would be attracted by the left eye of the ink mark, which directly caused the defensive front that the group had just organized collapsed instantly. The man with glasses was even more shocked, and he guessed that it might be and

"Can't let them go! No! This group of goddamn people, kill my brother! I'm going to fight them! Come on! A man with an inch head rushed out angrily, holding a Type 79 charge at the ink mark and about to open fire.

"Bang!" A thick tentacle slammed into it like a small truck, smashing his man with a gun into the wall.

His companions didn't offer any support, and seeing that Inkmark was so strong, he didn't know if he could kill him.

The man with glasses swallowed, just about to talk to Inkmark. But the ink streaks jumped up and over the floor, disappearing from their sight.

The man in glasses breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the ink mark was gone, slumped on the box, put the gun on the ground, and smirked. "No, no, this defense is such garbage. Fortunately, I met a reasonable zombie. “

Ink Marks ran fast on the roof of the building, followed by speed, jumped to the opposite building, landed, accelerated, jumped, landed. Just kept repeating these actions, and the ink marks ran out a long way, and the zombies crowded under the building saw this scene, and there was nothing they could do, just screaming as hard as they could. After three minutes, the buildings began to shrink, and the distance between the buildings began to increase, and there were fewer and fewer places to provide a foothold for the ink marks, and finally the ink marks were forced to jump onto the road and shuttle back and forth among the zombies.

Inkmark didn't know where he was going now. Where can they be provided with a safe place to live? Is it a high-rise building? Or a basement?

Basement. When Ink Mark thought of this, he immediately thought of the group of biochemical cockroaches, and immediately shuddered. Immediately veto, or look for tall buildings.

High-rise buildings are definitely easier to find than basements, and there are five high-rise buildings around Inkmark, but they are too close to the zombie hordes to stay here. Ink Marks could only continue to run far away, and after running for about ten kilometers, Ink Marks found a tall building, which looked like it had just been built, and the surrounding buildings were relatively low, and the view was relatively wide. Inkmark thought to himself: Just go in here and have a look.

Inkmark walked here cautiously, the door was locked, and Inkmark was satisfied, at least it meant that there was no such thing as zombies here. The tentacles of the ink mark differentiated into a giant hammer state, smashing the anti-theft shutter door open, and the decoration seemed to be a hotel.

The ink mark flipped the light switch, and nothing happened. There was no electricity, and Inkmark walked over to the counter. A few buckets of instant noodles, a few bottles of water, and a few boxes of Durex. These are very useful materials, and the ink marks have not even let go of the TT sleeve, which can be used to hold water, which is very good.

When Ink Marks left, he saw the broken roller shutter door behind him, and if the zombies came in, it was like this...... Smash the roller shutter door on him and pile up the counters, cabinets, and sofas in the doorway so it's safe. Ink Marks withdrew their tentacles, put down the box, and carried Mo Ning'er from the safe passage to climb upstairs. Moji looked at his sister, she looked very uncomfortable in a coma, and she was very anxious, and he wanted her sister to lie down on a comfortable bed and go to rest. Inkmark quickened his pace, although the building was only fourteen stories high, it was unlikely that it would all be used for a hotel. It seems that there will be an investigation later. There are really offices or something on this building, and some places have not been renovated yet, and the ink marks went directly to the thirteenth floor in one breath, which is relatively safe at this height. Ink marks kicked the door one by one, all of them kicked open, these rooms are not decorated, and from the layout point of view, they are still offices.

Inkmark sighed. It's going to be here. At least there are no zombies here. Ink marks gently put Mo Ning'er down and placed it on the ground. Gently caressing Mo Ning'er's cheek. "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Inkmark walked out, ready to carry out a thorough cleaning and material gathering of the building.