Su Hao squatted down and prepared to ask Siffer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

only to find that Siffer's big clear eyes were full of fear again, his hands covered his ears, and the whole person was curled up on the bench.

She shook her head desperately and said again and again: "I won't say it, I won't say it again...... I don't know, I don't know anything...... Don't ask me ......"

Su Hao remembered the middle-aged man's voice that had sounded in his heart, and suddenly understood that the people here also had rules that they could not disobey, just like he would never tell people where he came from.

It's not that the settings in the life and death level are immutable, but that the controller won't do it at all.

However, if someone fouls, "he" can do it at any time.

- Be sure to take her out! Will definitely get out alive!

He reached out and touched Siffer's head again.

"Uncle promised you that he would take you to end this nightmare."

The calm, gentle words made Siffer tremble for a moment, and then gradually quieted down, she looked at Su Hao's calm eyes, and her big eyes were already full of tears.

However, she didn't let these pearly tears come out of her eyes, but just nodded desperately, her hopeful eyes shining under the effect of the tears that did not disappear.

"Now, Uncle is taking you to a place, and you must be strong to hide in that place for a while." Su Hao gently held her hands with his left hand, "Don't be afraid, uncle has to deal with some people." ”

It seems that the warmth of his left hand gave Sifer great courage.

She nodded in agreement, very firm.

The time should be almost up, Su Hao threw the blood-stained clothes outside the carriage, and then picked up the gun.

But soon he was furious, and there were no bullets in the gun.

In other words, this gun only has one bullet, and the only function of this bullet is to make Su Hao injured, and the only result of his injury is that his strength is damaged.

This is also a way to balance the strength of this level.

He wanted to throw the gun away immediately, but he knew in his heart that it was just a futile vent, and it would definitely make the "he" who was watching in the shadows extremely happy.

So Su Hao quickly gave up this idea and quietly stuck the gun in his waist.

Putting his backpack back on his back and picking up Sever, Su Hao came to the front of the subway car, hid her behind the cab, and closed the door of the cab tightly.

Then jump off the subway, lie on the tracks, and listen.

After a few moments, he quickly got up, quickly returned to the place where he had thrown his blood-stained clothes, picked up the blood-soaked underwear, and disappeared quickly and silently into the darkness.

Except for the extra wisps of blood in the air that could not be dispersed, this place was as quiet and suffocating as before Su Hao came.

The subway was still cold, lonely, and lifeless.

How long will it wait this time?

It didn't take long, about five minutes later, the sound of footsteps gradually came in the distance, like a storm, but the closer you got to the subway, the softer the footsteps became.

The pursuers who followed the smell of blood should also feel that this place is unusual, and approach cautiously.

When the footsteps could barely be heard, the five figures approached the last carriage in a standard tactical formation, none of them with guns in their hands, all of them with standard sabers.

The man in the lead breathed a little heavily, but slowly.

He paused, trying to listen to something, then looked back into the pitch black distance behind him, as if to consider whether he should wait for reinforcements.

"He's not stupid enough to stay here!"

A soldier's whisper made the man in the lead seem to have made up his mind, and beckoned everyone to go on the subway to search.

Three soldiers got on the subway, and two more protected along both sides of the subway.

The speed remains consistent.

One car, two cars......

By the time they reached the third car, the five seemed to have relaxed, and the three on the subway began to search with a routine attitude.

A soldier on the side of the subway suddenly spotted the blood-stained uniform.

Quickly let out a quick whistle.

The three men in the car quickly got out of the car, and the soldier on the other side of the subway cursed and ran around quickly, after all, he had to walk the longest.

The man in the lead looked at the blood-colored uniform and snorted softly.

"He's out of here, but he's injured and shouldn't be able to run far."

His judgment made one of the soldiers a little excited.

"Then we won't chase it yet."

The man at the head glanced at him, sneered and said, "Idiot, no matter how he dies, we win, what are you doing so desperately!" ”

"So what are we going to do?"

The leader pointed to the subway and said lightly: "Routine, search for the remaining carriages, and when they come, we will have an explanation." ”

All five of them got on the subway and continued to search for the remaining carriages.

They walked slowly, searching with ease.

When the search for the last carriage was still nothing, the leader suddenly said, "Go down, our people are coming." ”

He got out of the car first, followed by the other four, and the last soldier turned his head to look at the wheelhouse with the door closed, and his heart moved.

The voice of the leader was heard from under the car.

"You're here, you're not on the train, you should run to the next station."

The soldier at the end shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were a little ridiculous and too suspicious, and finally got out of the car.

Five more soldiers joined them, and the soldiers who had previously divided into four groups at the waiting station had now all come here, and the smell of Su Hao's blood revealed the direction.

"Full speed ahead." The grim voice that was giving orders at the waiting station rang out.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned their heads to look ahead, showing a look of surprise.

Footsteps like the beat of a drum came from afar, chaotic and without any rhythm.

Who will it be?

Could it be that another army was also involved in the operation?

Friendly or adversary?

The owner of the cold voice was also hesitant and surprised.

The footsteps are getting closer, and the thrilling "ho-ho" sound is constantly echoing and circling in the underground track, and the answer is already obvious.

The cold voice immediately changed color, and he shouted in a deep voice: "It's a zombie, ready to fight." ”

The sudden change made all the soldiers seem scrambling.

Before he could line up the battle formation, a black thing with a fierce wind suddenly came towards the soldiers in front of him.

The sudden attack caused the soldier to shrink his head and dodge.

The black thing drew a parabola and landed on the ground among the soldiers.

The heavy smell of blood elicited a roar from a cold voice.

"Beware!"

He had fully understood what had happened, and a flame of anger rose in his heart, it was clear that they should have ambushed their opponent, but now they were ambushed by their opponent using the rules.

It's a complete humiliation.

It's just that it's too late for his reminder, and Su Hao suddenly rushed out of the darkness, like a swift cheetah, rushing into the soldiers who had not had time to complete the battle formation.

The long knife tore through the air that smelled of blood and rust.

Three screams rang out in succession.

No one died, and Su Hao's attack was not the vital point of those soldiers at all, his purpose was only to get them injured.

The stronger smell of blood finally made the cold voice realize what kind of opponent he had encountered, and his eyes flashed fiercely towards Su Hao.

Su Hao suddenly retreated.

Behind him there were hordes of zombies, cheering frantically like a torrent rushing towards the soldiers, in the face of blood, these creatures who only relied on instinct would of course give up on Su Hao first.

The cold voice stared at Su Hao, who was retreating into the darkness.

In the deep darkness, he could only see those eyes that were extremely calm, and a piercing chill suddenly rose in his heart.

"Attack, deal with the zombies first!"

He shouted loudly to drive away the cold, Su Hao had disappeared from his sight, and his resentment made him only swing his knife to vent on the zombies.

In the deeper darkness, Su Hao calmly observed.

He attracted a total of more than a hundred zombies, and in this kind of lacquered place, it will undoubtedly pose a greater threat to the opponents, coupled with the irritating smell of blood, the zombies' attacks are even more crazy, and there is no need to worry about them still attacking him.

Su Hao is also not worried that his opponents will choose to escape, and running away will only make them lose any chance of winning.

So he just had to wait here, waiting for the time to come and harvest the final fruit in one fell swoop, even though he didn't think it tasted sweet.

That cold voice must be the fast knife hand that Su Hao guessed.

His knife is not only fast, but also ruthless.

In the face of the sudden zombie attack, he made the right choice to deal with it, and under his order, the soldiers who were not injured and confused were gathered around him and quickly lined up in a horizontal line.

This will at least allow the zombies who are the first to break away from the group and attack alone to no avail.

However, those soldiers who did not have time to form a battle formation became victims, and soon two soldiers were attacked by zombies, and one of the soldiers who was bitten by zombies on his hand was even more frightened and retreated.

The cold voice suddenly rushed forward after solving a zombie with a knife.

In the face of the soldier's shouting "help me", he turned a deaf ear and cut off the soldier's head with a merciless knife.

The decisive, ruthless approach clearly did not hesitate in the slightest.

To him, the soldier bitten by the zombie and the zombie were the same creature, even if it was some time before the person was completely infected by the virus.

Su Hao's mood, who captured all this, did not fluctuate in the slightest.

In a way, he is no different from the cold voice, and will also choose to abandon the infected in order to win. However, of course, he would not be so uncalm to kill the infected person who is still a companion in the first place, this practice will definitely affect the mood of other companions.

The expression in his eyes was calmer, and the long knife in his left hand was more stable.

That cold voice had been angered by Su Hao's approach, when an opponent was in this mood, the bane of defeat had been sown, and Su Hao would never let go of this opportunity.

The zombies are slowly decreasing, and so are the soldiers.

In just five minutes, there were only two people left around the cold voice, and the other soldiers had already died, and more soldiers died under the cold voice knife than those who were bitten by zombies.

There are more than sixty zombies left.

Su Hao's brows frowned slightly at this time, and he heard another soldier arrive.