With a strong and powerful momentum, the tip of the steel pipe pierced deep into the throat of the living corpse, and the crushed skull was forced out from the back of the skull.

Liu Tianming turned the steel pipe, trampled the living corpse he had just killed, and pulled out the steel pipe.

Luo Kuan may have wanted to experiment. He took a vial of sulfuric acid from the medical cart and threw it at the nearest living corpse. The force and angle of the throw were accurate, and it just hit the forehead of the living corpse. The glass bottle shattered, and strong acid slowly flowed down the head of the living corpse, and a large puff of smoke rose from the eyes and nostrils, burning the monster's visual organs like flames.

It has no pain, but it loses the ability to search. Spinning in place, crashing into the wreckage of cars around it one after another, it looks very funny.

Liu Tianming is addicted.

He rushed into the crowd of corpses like crazy and slashed indiscriminately, and the steel pipe was like a spear, stabbing in and out of the dense crowd of corpses. The arms, attached to the powerful muscles, held the weapon firmly and did not let go in the slightest. Liu Tianming did not use a bone blade, he was like a giant awakened from his sleep, wielding clubs in anger, driving away in the most savage way, and crushing all his enemies who dared to provoke.

The running Yellow River and Luo Kuan were not threatened in any way.

Liu Tianming ensured the killing efficiency with superhuman speed. Waves of living corpses emerged from all corners, and the number was as high as hundreds. He wielded a steel pipe, slashing from front to back, rampage left and right at great speed. The bodies of the living corpses were pierced, and they were lifted high by the huge force, and they were thrown into the distance by Liu Tianming like a sandbag. Despite the howling of the living corpses, the siege, they still could not pose a threat to him.

There was blood all over his body, and Liu Tianming's shoulders and arms were covered with scattered flesh, as well as various internal organ fragments. He was expressionless, using the most ruthless method and unparalleled force to ensure the smooth flow of the road ahead of the Yellow River and Luokuan.

If this is the killing intent, then it is entirely possible to solidify in the air and become a substantial existence.

When he rushed to the entrance of the community, Huang He was completely shocked.

Luo Kuan is the same.

The two of them stood there in a daze, looking at Liu Tianming, who was walking slowly from behind.

He carried the blood-stained steel pipe in his hand, and without saying a word, his steps were brisk, maintaining a majestic and inviolable bravery.

Not all living corpses are killed. A dozen more didn't follow.

They had been keeping a distance of about thirty meters from Liu Tianming.

From those eyes that emitted a terrifying red light, Huang He saw another meaning.

"It's unbelievable."

Huang He shook his head and said to himself in a ghostly voice: "They are actually afraid? Could it be that I'm wrong? Why do I think those living corpses seem to be terrified? ”

Luo Kuan looked at Liu Tianming, who had already walked in front of him, threw away the steel pipe, and was wiping the blood stains on his body with a towel, and his voice was full of awe: "You read that right, they are indeed afraid." They, like us, are terrified of death. ”

Liu Tianming threw away the blood-stained towel, raised his head, glanced at the drowsy sky, stretched out his hand to open the door of the co-pilot of the off-road vehicle, got in and sat down, and ordered in a calm tone: "Let's go!" Captain Qi, they should be in a hurry. ”

……

Zheng Xiaoyue has never been a waste of time.

Liu Tianming left the station with Huang He and Luo Kuan and went to the Jintong Community Health Center, and Zheng Xiaoyue herself was not idle. She armed herself and walked out of the unit, searching the neighborhood for traces of the living corpses.

To the infestation, they are the prey.

Like Liu Tianming, Zheng Xiaoyue also needs a lot of biological nutrition. She will not give up a single opportunity to hunt. Although there are few prey, it is also a good catch.

Liu Fengping took her weapon and went out with Zheng Xiaoyue.

This is not a deliberate overture, but Liu Fengping feels that only through actual combat can she improve her fighting skills. In peacetime, there are simply no such opportunities.

Yang Yuele also followed.

He has a good reason———— he can't just stay in the team and wait for death. He was a man who had to do something for someone else.

With Zheng Xiaoyue as the core, the three of them began to search along the highway outside.

The whole world looks messy.

There is garbage everywhere. God knows where so much waste paper and messy plastic bags came from. They occupy almost all of the space on the ground, are blown by the wind, pile up under the walls, and stay near all sorts of objects they can lean on. They seem to have long legs, appearing in your field of vision at any time, making you feel frightened and irritated, like a group of evil spirits that herald the collapse of order.

Two living corpses pounced on them from the opposite side.

Zheng Xiaoyue brandished a knife and slashed over one of them, letting the other one sideways. Liu Fengping willingly swung the knife to meet it, her movements were more flexible than Zheng Xiaoyue's, directly bypassing the living corpse that swooped over, and inserting the sharp tip of the knife into the back of its head with her backhand.

This hand was played very beautifully, and Zheng Xiaoyue was smacked when she saw it.

Directly ahead, there is a small convenience store next to the road.

"Let's go in and take some of the things we need." Zheng Xiaoyue said, taking a step in that direction.

A living corpse swayed in front of the store. She was a young girl with her head tilted and a large patch of dried blood on her mouth and chest. The unkempt hair is like an explosion after an electric shock. She heard the footsteps of food, turned around, and saw three people walking towards her. The living corpse opened its big mouth full of fangs, and before it could run and sprint, it was whistling open its head by the machete in Zheng Xiaoyue's hand.

The store was in shambles, with two overturned shelves blocking the passage. It was apparently visited by someone else, and most of the food was taken away, leaving only snacks like chips, cookies, chewing gum, and a few stuffed in the corners, possibly bottled water that went unnoticed at the time.

Zheng Xiaoyue and Liu Fengping have a tacit understanding in collecting materials. They each grabbed a few plastic bags from behind the counter and split up to start searching the store.

Yang Yuele held a half-length rebar and stood at the door, seemingly on alert, but his body turned around from time to time, turning towards Zheng Xiaoyue, who was busy between the shelves.

She's really good at getting dressed, she's very good at dressing up.

Zheng Xiaoyue changed into a black tight pullover today, with a deep "V" neckline showing deep depressions, and a large area of snow-white skin. Her body is tight and powerful, and the specially selected black tights and PU faux leather trousers are combined into a set, and the thin material outlines every detail of her body. With smooth lines and long legs supported by black heels, it makes people feel dry just by looking at it.

Yang Yuele couldn't help but think of his girlfriend Chen Jiao.

She didn't come out.

When passing through the previous market town, Chen Jiao took a large down jacket from the department store. It's getting colder, and that kind of clothes is perfect for the season. However, it was an ordinary village after all, and the quality of the goods in the stores was far inferior to that of the big cities. Maybe Chen Jiao doesn't have a better choice, or maybe she has a problem with her vision. The down jacket was dark green, with an average style, wrapped around the chubby Chen Jiao, and there was no body curve at all, like a moving humanoid ball of flesh.

Looking at Zheng Xiaoyue, who had a curved body, her chest and hips were upturned, and then thinking about Chen Jiao, who had not taken a bath along the way and was so sloppy, Yang Yuele felt that her heart was trembling violently.

He glanced at Liu Fengping, who was busy in the corner of the store, turned around, slowly walked to Zheng Xiaoyue's side, squatted down, lowered his voice, and said seriously with infinite anticipation and desire: "I want to talk to you." ”

Zheng Xiaoyue turned to the side, pulled the long hair scattered around her ears, and showed a puzzled look on her face: "What are you talking about?" ”

This is clearly not the time to talk.

She didn't think there was anything between herself and Yang Yuele that had to be talked about right now. Besides, even if there is something that needs to be figured out, it can be said after you go back.

Looking at Zheng Xiaoyue's white face that had wiped the pink lipstick, Yang Yuele couldn't help but swallow her throat and said in a dry tone, "You...... Can...... Give me a chance? ”

Zheng Xiaoyue put the bag of tomato-flavored potato chips she had just taken in her hand into a plastic bag, narrowed her dark eyes slightly, kept a distance between the two people, and looked at each other.

"What do you mean?" Zheng Xiaoyue's voice was full of coldness and vigilance.

"I like you."

Yang Yuele no longer concealed it, and also saved all kinds of troublesome conversation prefixes, and went directly to the core of the topic: "I want you to be my girlfriend." ”

Zheng Xiaoyue took a deep breath, and her tall chest rose and fell with her breathing. She shook her head and replied calmly, "I have a man I like." He and I are married. ”

Although he and Liu Tianming have never been to the Civil Affairs Bureau and received a big red certificate, in Zheng Xiaoyue's view, that kind of thing is just a formality and is not important.

Tie the knot?

Yang Yuele scoffed at this statement: "What kind of marriage are you?" If you follow him, you won't have a good life. Look at the present, he is not with you at all. I won't be like that, I'll be with you at all times. ”

It must be admitted that Yang Yuele is very good at choosing the timing of his speech, and he is also very good at finding exciting points.

Looking at the man in front of him who was full of anticipation and his eyes were staring at him, Zheng Xiaoyue suddenly felt an indescribable disgust. She stood up from the ground with a plastic bag that was almost full, and turned to walk to another row of shelves, leaving behind a cold, hard word of rejection.

"I don't like you, please don't say anything like that to me in the future."

Yang Qingguo is a good person. For the sake of his face, Zheng Xiaoyue decided not to care about what Yang Yuele had just said, and treated it as if she hadn't heard anything.

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