Chapter Forty-Six: The Morning Glow, the Clear Dew, Leads the Line Nineteen

readx; Jin Li did not die, although it was cruel, although she wanted to die. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info。。。。。 She survived like a demon.

It turns out that she can't get the virus! The men who had a relationship with her, all the men who scratched and bit her had turned into zombies, and she 。。。。。。 Still dying, life is worse than death。。。。。。 Alive, even with the knife that should have been fatal.

Everyone thought that she was a carrier of the virus, and many infectious diseases have this phenomenon, but in fact, a few months later, people like her were officially called - evolutionary, fortunately... Or is it unfortunate?.

She was locked up in a separate room, and every man who was about to be converted would visit her, some until she died, and some would find another woman. No woman can stand a day but her.

Barely survived, or could move, on a small amount of food and a lot of water prepared by men with occasional ulterior motives.

That room finally became a taboo-like existence in the Seven Canteens.

Every day, Wang Jianjun lingered at the door: "I, I, I。。。。。。 。。。。。。 of Hama University ”

And that night, Anmei tied the water cup to the wooden pole and reached into the window。。。。。。

In the past few days, the roar of heavy machine guns has wandered around, many zombies have been attracted and never returned, An Mei can also search carefully, and finally found the dying Jin Li and 。。。。。。 Fortunately, I communicated with Jin Li first, otherwise I would have stepped into the wolf's den with one foot.

This is the second time that An Mei has gone to deliver food and water, and she also specially sent a gun, and she doesn't understand it, she just thinks she needs it. Jin Li, who had recovered her little half, fiddled and asked for a long time, silently hid the gun behind her waist, and drank the water calmly: "。。。。。。 Anything else? ”

Jin Li, who took the second cup of water, didn't drink it, and slowly poured the water from her head for a long time.

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Shu Jun almost went crazy, he was always with a madman。。。。。。 That's a lunatic, too.

With ten people! Sweeping the Binhai Polytechnic University campus, even if it's just a branch campus, is it a dream, right?

But this madman is about to do it!

From one car, five people and five guns half a month ago, to today's two cars, ten people and ten guns, it will take a little more than half a month, and the campus is about to be cleared! This is not a myth, it is a fact, because of him, Yang Zhiwu!

For example, he will use his own flesh and blood to attract zombies, and he will look at himself with red eyes。。。。。。

For example, if you use fire without bullets, how many zombies are roasted in the main building of Polytechnic University? That tastes 。。。。。。 Anyway, I can't eat meat for a while.

For example, two heavy machine guns fired cross-fired, and a cart of bullets was emptied, and the stadium could not get any more ground。。。。。。

The price paid for this is only twelve human lives! The results are nothing short of spectacular! Battle footage becomes a classic!

。。。。。。 The heavy truck slowly stopped, a few people jumped off the car, Shu Jun counted, and we had ten more people.

Although Shu Jun thinks that he can't be counted as a human being。。。。。。

"Set up machine gun positions。。。。。。" Yang Zhiwu said stupidly, tilting his head, almost drooling, but Shu Jun snapped upright, creepy.

"I'm going to have two more of them。。。。。。 You're going to have to hurry。。。。。。 Later, Yang Zhiwu added quietly.

Shu Jun was replenished ten days ago, and there have been many soldiers since then, but except for Yang Zhiwu, he is the oldest. To open your eyes is to feed the heavy machine gun of the madman, to shoot, to study tactics and choose the battlefield by the side of the madman。。。。。。 It's been a long time since I've closed my eyes, and the madman is urging you to die.

The madman is already demented, right?

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The third guest house of Binhai Polytechnic University.

The smoke cleared。。。。。。

Everyone waited with bated breath, and the gunfire on the roof of the first floor of the teaching building diagonally stopped suddenly, and the zombies roared, then wandered, and then subsided.

Yang Zhiwu turned around, looked up with a smile, saliva flowed down without realizing it, and finally wet his neckline.

"Comrade! Are you here to save us? Right?...... ”

"Comrade! You're the military, right? What's the outside like?。。。。。。 ”

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"I'll find someone 。。。。。。" Yang Zhiwu looked over one by one.

"There's someone upstairs, right?" Take care of yourself and go upstairs.

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On the roof of the first floor of the teaching building, Shu Jun held down the heavy machine gun and slowly raised his head, why do I always feel drooling?

The passage has been sealed since the third floor, and the zombies can't come up, so as for how we go down, the madman must not have thought about it.

Well? He turned around and crawled to the top of the building to look down.

A pale yellow figure rushed forward, staggering east and west in the grove behind the first floor of the teaching, followed by several zombies, and screamed: "Ah。。。。。。 I'm going to die。。。。。。 Help me...... ”

My day!

"Pick up people!" Shu Jun roared, got up and ran.

Pedaling down to the fourth floor, throwing the rope from the window, and tying this end to the handrail of the stairs, Shu Jun could not care to rush to the window to peek in.

Whoosh。。。。。。 An Mei climbed up, her face flushed: "Ha。。。。。。 I've finally found you. ”

"Platoon commander。。。。。。 You...... The warrior who came with him was out of breath.

Shu Jun turned around, saw the soldier pointing at the corner of his mouth, wiped it blankly, and suddenly: "Oh。。。。。。 ”

Drooling。。。。。。

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Seven canteens.

Civil unrest and fear allowed the virus to spread rapidly。。。。。。

。。。。。。。 There were only four or five boys and two dozen girls left.

My brothers are gone, and I have survived two more days, which is enough。。。。。

The boss approached sullenly and looked at Wang Jianjun: "Sixth! Or are you 。。。。。。 Cough...... "I coughed so much that I couldn't straighten my waist, and I grew old in an instant.

Wang Jianjun turned his head and looked over and blocked in front of the door: "Boss! I'm 。。。。。。 。。。。。。 of Hama University Hama University 。。。。。。 ”

The boss patted him on the shoulder, looked at him, and finally silently pushed him away.

Entering the door, the weak Jin Li raised her head: "Another 。。。。。。 ”

The clothes are ragged, they can't be covered, the smell is tangy, and the obscenity is diffused。。。。。。

The boss knelt down, hugged her, and muttered to himself, for a long, long time。。。。。。

Jin Li smiled, and a drop of water fell from her head like a teardrop。。。。。。

She opened her mind: "You like me too。。。。。。 ”

I hugged my head deeply, and I was biting and breathing heavily。。。。。。

Click。。。。。。

The mysterious room, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened.

The still beautiful figure slowly descended the stairs。。。。。。

"Come on, the old lady accompanies you to the group of forks, forks, forks, forks。。。。。。 Have you tried it? Try it and you'll never forget the giggles。。。。。。 Jin Li twisted her body, as before, like a willow in the wind, swaying, on the former overpass.

Gently stretched out his hand, pinched an orchid finger, and raised the face of the boy opposite: "Whew。。。。。。 ”

The red lips are pursed, and the coquettish breath is exhaled, and the fragrant tongue is swept, and the wet is infinitely tempting.

"And the heavy taste。。。。。。 Fork, fork, fork。。。。。。 It's okay。。。。。。 ”

"Sister is pretty, isn't she?" Hands caressing, all the way down, like pride, like pity。。。。。。 Ups and downs, twists and turns。。。。。。 Up to the back of the waist。。。。。。 Cold.

Thousands of charming, thousands of styles, infinite sadness。。。。。。

Bang bang bang。。。。。。

"I, I, I。。。。。。 。。。。。。 of Hama University Hama University 。。。。。。 ”

"I hope 。。。。。。 There is a place。。。。。。 Only women。。。。。。 ”

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An Mei looked down at the gun, it was shining in the night, maybe Jin Li needed it。。。。。。 Suddenly disappearing in the hand, like a dream in the heart.

Who should be notified to retreat? It seems that there is only one heavy machine gun, and the dark red barrel is cooling on its own, and it is still not cold.

There was a mess ahead, and the smoke was rising, infinitely sad.

In the shadows, Yang Zhiwu finally stood up, shook slightly, stood still, saliva flowed down, lingering at the corners of his mouth, maybe he couldn't shed tears。。。。。。

The night, so dark, has no direction。。。。。

A drop of dew fell on the face, slightly cool, and the morning glow must have spread out, as usual。。。。。。

The wind blows, and the neon clothes dance。。。。。。 Floating on the clouds。。。。。。

On the flyover, you walk slowly。。。。。。 To the heart。。。。。。

Gradually focused in my once shining eyes。。。。。。

But the golden wind and jade dew have never met。。。。。。 you

You know?

ps: Some words are blocked, all replaced by forks, please replace them with tickets, collect it, and others。。。。。。 You look at it.

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