"Where don't we meet in life, put away the gun, Li boy, you deserve to be from the army."

With a warm smile, Wang Xiansen removed the muzzle of the Desert Eagle from Li Haoran's head.

Similarly, Li Haoran put away the pistol very blisterly, and a gun that ran out of bullets was useless except to fool people.

Although the Desert Eagle is very famous and powerful, it is an antique firearm of the last century, although it is a classic, it is not at the same level as the 18 tactical pistols in Li Haoran's hands.

Mr. Wang naturally knows this, and the 18 tactical pistol can completely beat himself and the driver into minced meat in 3 seconds.

The smile on Mr. Wang's face became even kinder, and he took out a bandage and alcohol from the co-pilot's storage compartment and handed them to Li Haoran.

Although this pain is not a big problem for Li Haoran, blood and wounds in the wild will expose his position.

Zombies will come smelling blood.

After quickly treating the wounds, the convoy had rushed to the end of the pedestrian street, and the twisted T-junction that hit clearly did not allow any vehicles to pass.

On the wreckage of the stacked vehicles, a girl wearing the black silk legs of the innocent student group looked at the speeding convoy with a coffee-colored teddy in her arms.

"Yo, what a pretty chick!" A flirtatious whistle from the head car's radio slammed open the guardrail.

"Hurry up and change lanes! Take East Street! Li Haoran snatched the walkie-talkie and roared.

Bang! The terrible screams that followed the sound of electricity on the radio reached the radio stations of every car.

Teddy smashed the glass of the head car, and the cramped vehicle was covered in blood and shredded flesh.

"What's the situation, the head car will talk back!" Mr. Wang asked calmly.

Before answering, the mall was flooded with endless zombies, including mutated special zombies.

There was a sea of corpses in front of the convoy!

The dense zombies even forced the jeep to stop at high speed.

"Turn around! Nima! Li Haoran took out his pistol, and before Li Haoran could speak, the driver had already turned the steering wheel frantically.

The white jeep slammed headlong into the side door of the No. 6 Experimental Elementary School in S City at high speed.

At this time, on the wreckage of the vehicle at the T-junction, the twin corpses were like idol singers opening their mouths and letting out a silent roar.

Five muscular and three-meter-tall zombies block the streets. It's like a strong security guard in front of an idol singer.

Short, agile mutant zombies leap out of the mall, jumping and running on the wreckage of vehicles like parkour masters.

Flying onto the vehicles that were forced to stop by the corpses, the scissor-like claws frantically attacked the vehicles.

"Get out of the car!" Li Haoran pushed the car door and looked ugly.

S City Sixth Experimental Elementary School! He couldn't imagine how many zombies there were!

The five cars in front of them can be sure that they are finished, and no one in the group of corpses will survive unless they put wings.

However, the sacrifice of the five cars was not meaningless, at least temporarily attracting the attention of the twin corpses and most of the zombies.

The remaining five cars followed Mr. Wang's white jeep into the campus as well.

"Block the side door with a car! Fast! Li Haoran cut off the head of a zombie in a security uniform with a sword, and shouted loudly.

Three cars blocked the side door of the school, and Mr. Wang obviously understood Li Haoran's intentions.

Raising a pistol and shooting the fuel tank of the blocked vehicle, the explosion and flames in the United States instantly made people feel a wave of heat.

The fire and the wreckage of the vehicle temporarily stopped the zombies from trying to enter the campus.

Mr. Wang looked at the twenty-three brothers who survived, and his face was ugly.

"It's not safe here, hurry up and find your way!" Li Haoran clenched his long sword and took a deep breath.

Mr. Wang stuck the pistol into his waist, "When the end of the world breaks out, the school should be in session, and entering the school building is looking for death." The main entrance is the T-junction overpass, where you can't get out! It's all zombies. ”

"Sixth brother, go over the wall, the east wall is my field. At least we can take a break. A man in his thirties in a suit spoke.

"That's the only way, don't shoot and make noise, and shut your mouth to Lao Tzu when you die!" Mr. Wang pulled out two flaky folding axes.

The man with a tiger tattooed on his arm walked in front of the road with a sword. Twenty-three men marched cautiously with iron rods and machetes.

"Help, save us!" A blackboard eraser smashed at Mr. Wang's feet.

The low cry for help made him frown, and it was obvious that the others had also heard the cry for help, but no one thought they had heard it when they were unable to protect themselves.

"Please, save me." Mr. Wang and his entourage glanced at the room on the second floor calling for help, and continued to walk forward with expressionless faces.

Li Haoran could also see that it was a woman in her thirties, and her face was extremely ugly due to hunger and lack of water.

"Help us, there are still children here, or I'll scream, don't even want to live!"

The pleading voice turned vicious and hysterical, and the woman picked up a glass teacup.

Mr. Wang and Li Haoran and their entourage did not dare to bet on whether the sound of the teacup falling and shattering would alarm the zombies wandering in the classroom.

"Shut up! Wait! Li Haoran frowned and motioned for himself to save people.

Mr. Wang waved his hand, and two men with machetes followed Li Haoran upstairs together.

Fallen shoes and gnawed corpses were everywhere in the staircase, and the bloody palm prints and messy blood stains of children on the snow-white walls were shocking.

Two zombies are still gnawing on the corpse of a boy who appears to have died recently. The green eiderdown jacket on the child's body was torn and tattered, and the bloodstained eiderdown in the entire corridor drifted in the wind.

Li Haoran twisted the neck of a zombie and solved the other with a sword.

The two men with machetes in their hands were amazed, Li Haoran had already gone up to the second floor, and the tightly closed steel security door read Multimedia Classroom.

There were no zombies in the entire corridor except for the blood stains and scattered clothes on the ground, and Li Haoran knocked lightly on the security door.

The stench on her face and the face of a young woman who was fairly clean.

The multimedia classroom is filled with Snapdragon 17 computers and sensor players. Behind the middle-aged woman who called for help, more than a dozen six or seven-year-old children looked at Li Haoran timidly.

Li Haoran frowned, there were more than a dozen six or seven-year-old bear children on the road full of zombie monsters, and they were simply dying! No one has the habit of making fun of their lives.

The young teacher obviously saw Li Haoran's embarrassed expression and hurriedly said, "These children are very well-behaved. ”

Another woman in her twenties in the corner was holding a little girl, staring at Li Haoran with a pair of eyes but did not speak.

Three women, sixteen children...... Li Haoran was a little embarrassed. If he didn't come up, he could leave without hesitation, but now that he was here, he didn't want to give up casually.

It's not about kindness and morality, it's just the bottom line he sticks to! Those who live without a bottom line will lose themselves sooner or later.