Roar!

The mutated zombie with a huge tongue rushed towards Wang Dong and the others again.

Except for Nalan Qingrou, everyone was stupid, including Zhang Lang.

Maybe it was because of the physical pain, or maybe because of other relationships, Zhang Lang quickly came back to his senses and sat up with severe pain.

Looking down, he saw that his body was covered in blood.

Not only that, but the back was cut as if it had been cut with a machete, revealing a huge wound that could even be seen clearly in the intestines.

With a wry smile, Zhang Lang's face showed a look of despair.

Before the crisis broke out in the world, with his current injuries, as long as he was sent to the hospital, maybe there was still a possibility of treatment.

In such a troubled world, there is almost no cure.

Zhang Lang clearly felt that when the blood flowed out of the wound, life was slowly leaving him.

When death was imminent, he found that his mind was very clear, and he thought of many things.

Zhang Lang thought of his dead relatives and thought of anyone and everything he had come into contact with recently.

In the end, Hao Lingling's figure appeared in his head.

Zhang Lang doesn't think he is a sentimental person, and he doesn't know why, even if he is about to die, what he thinks about most now is the life and safety of the little girl in the future.

If he really died, who else would be able to protect the little girl in the future?

Suddenly raised his head and looked at the person who was frantically avoiding the mutant zombies, and finally set his eyes on Wang Dong......

Wang Dong had already emptied the third magazine, and the mutant zombies were still chasing them alive.

Facing the attack of the mutant zombies, Wang Dong no longer had time to change the magazine, but threw away the rifle in his hand.

Only in this way can the body be more flexible to avoid the attacks of zombies.

Even so, under the attack of zombies, Wang Dong is still in a life-and-death crisis!

When this scene fell into Zhang Lang's eyes, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he slowly stretched his hand to his waist and took out a pistol.

Wang Dong can't die!

Even Wang Dong is dead, and the little girl's future life will become more dangerous.

He made a decision in his heart, what he had to do now was to attract mutated zombies to him before he died.

Only in this way can Wang Dong and others be given a chance to escape.

Raising his hand with great difficulty, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the mutant zombie, and Zhang Lang pulled the board machine.

Bang!

The gunshots rang out, not only the attention of Wang Dong and others, but also the 'attention' of the mutant zombies!

The zombies, who have gone completely berserk, seem to hate the sound of gunfire very much.

turned around as soon as possible and rushed madly in the direction where Zhang Lang was.

Zhang Lang was not afraid, but laughed.

I've successfully attracted mutant zombies, maybe, I'm going to die soon, right?!

threw the gun in his hand, used the last strength in his mouth, and shouted to Wang Dong, who was looking at him with a complicated expression in the distance: "Run away, remember to help me take care of the little girl!" ”

Self-sacrificing oneself for others only exists in legends.

There are very few people who have actually experienced it.

Looking at the rushing zombies, Zhang Lang was ready to die.

It's just that when death is really coming, his heart is still very nostalgic for the days of living.

Looking at the mutated zombies that were getting closer and closer, and their bodies were slowly enlarging in his eyes, Zhang Lang closed his eyes helplessly.

At this moment, he suddenly found that the most terrible thing in his life was knowing that he was about to die but was powerless to save it. The few seconds that can only wait for death are the most terrifying!

Time is slowly passing.

Zhang Lang, who had his eyes closed, clearly heard the sound of the mutant zombies running and the strong wind when they came to him.

However, when all this suddenly became quiet in the next second, with the bursts of exclamations and the roar of the heavy object in front of him after it landed, Zhang Lang, who was a little confused, slowly opened his eyes again.

Why didn't he die, and why didn't the mutant zombies attack him?

I wonder why the exclamations around me carry joy?

When he opened his eyes, he found that in front of him, there was not a mutated zombie, but a toned body, and the whole person was a little confused.

In this stunned process, Zhang Lang's expression gradually changed from dazed to shocked.

When his gaze went around the toned body in front of him, he found that not far in front of him, there was an extra 'Roshan'.

And this mountain of meat is actually made up of pieces of flesh and bones of mutated zombies!

The mutant zombie is gone, because it has been cut into minced meat by something that Zhang Lang can't visualize.

At the same time, Zhang Lang's gaze couldn't help but return to the toned body in front of him again, and fell on Nalan Qingrou's face.

"You're, how?"

Nalan Qingrou didn't answer Zhang Lang, but raised her hand slightly.

Zhang Lang saw that Miss Killer was holding a silk thread that could not be found if he didn't look carefully.

This silk thread is very long, and Zhang Lang can't see exactly where it extends. But I can see that this silk thread is so subtle, so subtle that even the flashing metallic luster on it is so faint, and it exudes a feeling of forest that makes people a little cold.

A burst of dizziness struck, and Zhang Lang knew that even if there was no attack from the zombies, he was about to die. But because of curiosity, his eyes were always fixed on the silk thread, and he asked weakly, "What is that?" ”

"To paraphrase your words, boss, this metal wire is the guy I eat."

Nalan Qingrou smiled, this was the first time she had smiled in front of Zhang Lang.

This smile blooms like a vernacular, and people can't help but touch it and get lost in it.

"Boss, you're going to die, you know?" The smiling Nalan Qingsoft said softly.

Nalan Qingrou, who laughed, was very good-looking, and Zhang Lang was a little dazzled. In a daze, he still nodded.

"yes, I know."

"Your wound has been cut open by a zombie, and when the boss dies, it is likely to become a zombie."

Nalan Qingrou was still smiling.

"Zombies?" His eyes widened suddenly, Zhang Lang woke up from his daze and shook his head a few times, "No, I must not become that disgusting thing." ”

"It's not up to the boss."

Nalan Qingrou slowly squatted down, and the smile on her face became weird, like a fox looking at a little hen, "However, I have a way, not only so that the boss you don't die, but also so that the boss you don't have to become a zombie." It's just that this method is a bit dangerous, and the success rate is not very high. ”

Zhang Lang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he exclaimed.

"How is that possible?!"