Zhang Zifeng observed up and down, left and right for ten minutes, and found nothing unusual, so he carefully walked out from behind the wall, and when he arrived outside the rental house, he shouted in a low voice: "Fei'er, Fei'er?" ”

"Hmm-" There was a dazed voice from his girlfriend in the room, obviously just waking up, "Zifeng? ”

Zhang Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said anxiously: "Pack up your things, we are ready to leave." "Lin Xue and her war servants are like swords hanging over their heads, they must get out of here quickly.

"Leaving?" A corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing Ren Fei's pretty face, rubbing his loose eyes.

Zhang Zifeng nodded, just about to say something, his heart suddenly tightened, a trace of alarm passed, and he instinctively looked up, only to see a black thing falling quickly, and hurriedly flashed to the side.

With a sound of "bump-", the tower-like body of the "little white face" fell to the place where Zhang Zifeng was originally standing, stirring up a cloud of dust and making the ground shake slightly. Lin Xue sat in the crook of his arm, with a smile on his face, and walked down after landing on the ground.

I already felt that something was abnormal, and she really waited here for the rabbit. This rental house has three floors, and I think they have been lying in ambush on the roof for a long time.

The field of vision was suddenly occupied by a dark zombie, Ren Fei almost screamed, and suddenly woke up completely, and then saw that there was a little girl beside her, although she was smiling and moaning, she felt even more weird.

Lin Xue stared at Zhang Zifeng, who flashed too quickly just now, his body rolled over, covered in dirt, and he was slightly embarrassed. She said leisurely: "I didn't expect you to be really a kind and righteous person, and it is not in vain that I have been waiting for you here for most of the day." ”

Zhang Zifeng didn't speak, his body unconsciously stood farther away, and the fire axe in his hand was held tighter. At the same time, observing the zombies around them with the corner of his eye, they did not mean to attack them in groups, and their hearts were slightly calm. It seems that Lin Xue can indeed only control one zombie.

The confrontation between the two sides did not last too long, Lin Xue's mind flowed, and the "little white face" waved his arms and ran over, and smashed his huge fist straight down at him.

It seems that this battle is inevitable after all. Zhang Zifeng took a deep breath, and he was not polite, and picked up the fire axe in his hand to greet him. With a "bump-" sound, the axe and the zombie's fist collided together, making a sound of gold and iron, and splashing sparks.

Zhang Zifeng felt that the axe had slashed on an iron pillar, and the huge rebound force made his arm sore, and he could barely lift it, and a gap broke out on the blade of the fire axe.

Looking at the "little white face" again, it was obviously not comfortable, a piece of the back of his hand was sunken, and the distorted expression on his face showed that he also felt severe pain - this zombie actually felt pain? This once again refreshed Zhang Zifeng's cognition.

The painful expression flashed away, and the "little white face" strode over, relying on his height and long arms, and his fist smashed down again like Mount Tai was overwhelming.

Zhang Zifeng had no choice but to pick up the axe to meet him. "Bump-" sound, another collision like a comet hitting the earth, the two of them each took a few steps back, Zhang Zifeng used an axe to hit the ground, panting, the "little white face" situation looked much better, and after unloading the strength, he waved his fist again and rushed up, like a tireless robot.

Lin Xue, who was not far away, watched the duel between the two with great interest, and also comfortably cut her hair. Obtaining prey has become very simple since taking this valet, and this is the first time I've encountered a decent opponent.

As for the ordinary zombies in the courtyard, they didn't come up to join in the fun, it seemed that Lin Xue and her war servants had a natural repulsion, which made the zombies fearful.

"Bump-" "Bump-" "Bump-", without any fancy movements, the two people are like Greco-Roman wrestlers, colliding together again and again, and competing in the simplest way.

Zhang Zifeng was secretly glad that his body had mutated, otherwise with the physique of an ordinary person, where would he be the opponent of this big black man. Even so, he still felt more and more powerless, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, the qi and blood in his abdomen were surging, and his throat was sweet, so he couldn't hold back and didn't spit it out.

Especially after he glanced at Lin Xue with his spare eyes, his heart even raised his throat.

The latter was slowly walking to the window, obviously going to attack Ren Fei. Zhang Zifeng wanted to go to the rescue, but the attack of the "little white face" became tighter, not only could he not get out, but he was almost hit directly in the face by his fist.

Lin Xue raised her arms and spread her five fingers, revealing her fingernails painted with bright red oil paint, which were much longer than ordinary girls. She slashed hard at the iron cover, and after a few clear groans, the finger-thick steel bar snapped.

Isn't this the legendary sharpening of iron like clay? Ren Fei behind the curtain and Zhang Zifeng in the fierce battle were all full of horror.

A moment later, the iron cover that had protected the two men for more than a month fell to the ground, and only a neat and shiny stubble was left on the wall. Lin Xue didn't waste a little time, "Boom-" sound, the glass on the window was smashed by her fist, and she opened the curtain with the momentum, and then she jumped into the house like a civet cat.

The terrible screams and scufflers came over, Zhang Zifeng was even more anxious, and took advantage of the punch of the "little white face", rolled on the spot, came to the window, and was about to jump into the house with both feet, when the "little white face" followed like a maggot attached to the bone.

Zhang Zifeng picked up the remaining iron cover on the ground and threw it at the zombie, who directly shook his arm, knocked the cover to the side, and continued to attack him.

"It's ghostly!" Zhang Zifeng scolded in his mouth, his legs exerted force, and he slammed into the zombie's waist, allowing his tall and long arms to hit his back with both fists.

It was as if two pieces of iron were smashed firmly on his back, and the sharp pain came, and Zhang Zifeng felt that cold sweat came down all over his body.

Only by pushing this big black man away can he have a chance to rescue Ren Fei in the rental house! He forcibly endured the pain, used his body to exert force, and pushed the "little white face" back several steps at once, while Zhang Zifeng used the power of recoil to prepare to jump into the window in one breath, save Ren Fei and take Lin Xue down at the same time.

After so many rounds, Zhang Zifeng has realized that neither he nor the "little white face" can help each other in a short period of time, the so-called thief captures the king first, only by controlling Lin Xue, who looks much weaker, can he and Ren Fei have hope of escaping.

But the moment he turned to look inside the rental house, his body seemed to be frozen, motionless.

I saw Lin Xue pinching Ren Fei's neck with one hand, looking at him coldly. Ren Fei's face turned purple and was almost suffocated, and her hands slapped Lin Xue's arm in vain. Obviously, Ren Fei's life hangs in her hands.