"Did you kill my sister?" Leng Yu's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were hateful and sharp.

Not at all like a six-year-old child, like a wounded wolf cub.

"Your sister?" Li Haoran narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long sword was raised with questions.

"The butterfly knife on your waist belongs to my sister!" Leng Yu roared resentfully, and the hand covering his chest hooked a blade from the cuff.

"Who killed my sister?"

Leng Yu stared at Li Haoran with a pair of eyes.

"Are you talking about Leng Xin, that stupid woman? She's not dead! Li Haoran's tone was a little boring, and being disturbed in his sleep always made people feel more or less uncomfortable.

And although Leng Yu's fingertips hooked the blade extremely small, how could he hide it from an old bird like Li Haoran?

In his previous life, he had seen the old yin who spit out the hidden weapon crotch and hidden knife, not to mention the rookie of the hidden weapon who shook his wrists and snapped his fingers in the cold rain.

"Where's my sister?" Leng Yu feigned half-kneeling on the ground, adjusting the best angle and timing of the force.

"Little ghost, put away your careful thoughts, do you think my sword is not as fast as your secret weapon?" There was a hint of mockery on the corner of Li Haoran's mouth.

Leng Yu was shocked in his heart, he asked himself that a flying knife could be called a stunt, and the performance of being injured and kneeling down was flawless.

Yes! is injured and vomiting blood, how can such a look be seen through?

still underestimated the strength of the man in front of him!

"What happened to my sister?"

Leng Yu stood up, and with his two hands, he did not shy away from taking out eight thin blades, pulling out the posture and saying in a compelling tone.

Leng Yu believed that at such a close distance, even a martial arts master would not be able to dodge his nine-piece flying knife.

That's right, it's nine pieces, a stunt that spits flying knives!

There are four blades in the left and right hands, one on the top of the tongue, and the blade on the roof of the jaw is bitten between the teeth.

"She should be on her way to the Shuanglong Pond gathering place." Li Haoran held the sword trick in his left hand and tied it in front of his throat, protecting the weak point of his throat.

Break through the armor's defenses with blades alone?

Scold! Inexistent!

Leng Yu couldn't help but be a little discouraged when he looked at the man in front of him wearing metal armor.

"Huh, give up? Don't you think about forcing me with throwing knives? Li Haoran looked at the little ghost in front of him with a sneer.

I have to say that this six-year-old ghost is not what a normal elementary school student should have, whether it is a secret weapon or in terms of action.

This flying knife technique is at least the ability that can only be obtained after more than three years of hard practice.

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a capable man glanced at the two people facing each other in the private room.

"Master Li, Sixth Master invites you to discuss things."

After that, he closed the door of the box without dragging his feet, and it was better to come out and mix more than less.

The more you know, the faster you die.

Ignoring the little ghost in front of him, Li Haoran put away his long sword and opened the door to leave.

At this time, Mr. Wang asked himself to go, eighty percent to escape from the city center.

After all, being in the most prosperous commercial area of S City, full of zombies, is not a place for people to stay at all.

You don't need to care about the little ghost who plays with the blade, the thin blade can't break through your own armor at all.

What's more, although Leng Yu, this little ghost, is a little stupid, and there is no reason to attack him.

There is no time and interest to know where a six-year-old ghost learned the skills of a secret weapon, everyone has a secret, although Li Haoran is curious, he also knows that curiosity is easy to kill people.

In the last days, if you feel danger or possible danger, you will immediately run away, and those who are curious to see the situation will not be left with the scum who have long since died.

In the luxurious box, there was no blood stain in the dark stalls and dim lighting, but a faint smell of blood made Li Haoran clearly know Xu Wanjun's fate.

The transparent vacuum bag contains snacks such as French fries, cat ear crisps, and lover's plums.

Although there are a lot of common snacks in several bars and KTVs, everyone here knows that these things are not hungry at all.

A small jar of pickled pepper and phoenix feet, and a few packets of beef jerky were also placed on Mr. Wang's coffee table.

"Brother Li, you're here, sit!" Mr. Wang motioned for Li Haoran to sit down and speak, and a glass of wine slid on the glass coffee table in front of Li Haoran's seat.

"There's not a lot of food here, even if you save it, it's only enough for 3 days!"

"With the loss of vehicles, we lost our weapons and supplies, as well as the necessary food and water."

Mr. Wang gets straight to the point.

However, these circumstances were all expected by Li Haoran.

Even if alcohol is used for food and water, this is only enough for forty people for three days, and even after three days, most people will be unable to flee because of too much alcohol.

Li Haoran certainly had enough supplies and food in the space, but he couldn't contribute stupidly.

"Have a good rest and recuperate, and continue to walk southeast early tomorrow morning." Li Haoran took a sip of wine, tore off a wisp of beef jerky and chewed it.

"The density of zombies in the commercial area is too great to survive at all, either go to the suburbs, or go to the Shuanglongtan gathering place, or the tank division station."

The beef jerky with beer made Li Haoran squint with enjoyment.

He had already planned to leave early tomorrow morning and set off for the Shuanglongtan gathering place, and at the worst of all, he would leave the central city of S.

God knows what moths will be born in a place so dense with zombies.

"Brother Li has a way to get out?" Wang Liuye asked more interestedly.

"Oh, it's just a matter of life! Be careful, you can still get out with certainty. Li Haoran chuckled and could say without scruples, this group of people are all burdens, and when it is difficult to protect themselves, escape with burdens?

Except for being cannon fodder to attract zombies, the men in this area are of no use at all, and those little ghosts are no exception!

But cannon fodder has the value of cannon fodder!

What's more, more than twenty fierce men are extremely valuable whether they are opening the way or fighting!

Such good cannon fodder is extremely rare, and more importantly, Li Haoran's task has not been completed, and it is relatively easy for him to leave.

However, the regional task was in vain, and a bright gold chest was extremely valuable, and Li Haoran decided that if he could bring it to the gathering place quickly, he would directly designate three people to complete the task.

If there is an unavoidable crisis, these people are the best cannon fodder!

Li Haoran has never been a person with too much kindness.

There are too many things about survivors in previous lives betraying each other to drive cannon fodder! Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are conflicts.

If you want to live in the last days, you must have the heart of guarding against people, and you must also have the heart of harming people!

After all, it's better to die a teammate than to die yourself!

In his previous life, he was betrayed by various tricks, if he hadn't had the skill of rebirth, Li Haoran would have died a long time ago.

To sum it up in one sentence, Comrade Li Haoran relied on his senior experience in being sold as cannon fodder, and now he is able to sell his teammates.

"Brother Wang, tomorrow we will walk all the way from the backyard here to the alley and over the wall to East Street. No matter how bad the intersection is, there are cars that can start. ”

With a hint of a smile, Li Haoran took out his mobile phone, opened the map, and clicked on the route.