The Dawn suddenly let out a violent roar, and the speed of the car suddenly increased. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Oriental Pearl's eyes suddenly jumped, the gun in his hand was thrown, and he jumped down when he opened the car door.

Xiao Fourteen didn't react to Ben, but he saw a snow-bright giant knife constantly enlarging in front of him.

With a violent crash, the van was hit from the side by the Dawn.

The finger-thick steel mesh welded to the body of the van, like papier-mâché, was cut off by the huge horizontal knife in front of the Dawn.

The blades all sliced into the van, and the Dawn rushed straight ahead against the van.

Little Fourteen pressed his fingers three times on the buckle of the seat belt before opening it. Throwing off his seat belt, his hand quickly reached for the car door, ready to jump out of the car.

His eyes suddenly turned white.

Zhao Jiayan smiled and turned on the headlights, watching the van being rushed against the shop on the side of the road.

Little Thirteen's eyes were full of dazzling white light, and he couldn't see anything. His mind was blank. Fingers on the car door, the door that was originally opened as soon as you push it is difficult to move.

The Dawn crashed into the store against the van, stopping abruptly and then reversing with a bang.

Tuya leaned forward, his head slammed against the glass, and in his dizziness, he saw that the glass was a little strange.

Shaking his head, he fixed his eyes, and the plum blossoms bloomed, converging a bright red and sliding downward.

"Blood?" His head froze, and he jerked to where the van was.

The van turned into an iron plate, on which blood flowed like a fountain.

"Hmm."

Tuya groaned, and her nose seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.

The stomach churned, and a mouthful of sour water squirted.

Zhao Jiayan glanced at Tuya, who was vomiting, and shook his head.

The Dawn braked sharply as it retreated, flicked its front 90 degrees, and rushed towards the only movable pickup.

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate, Zhao Jiayan smiled and stepped on the accelerator.

The pickup truck spun around in place in a panic, and finally turned around, only to find that there were already zombies in front of him.

That's the case, the big man who drove still drove the pickup truck and crashed into the zombie wall.

If you don't leave, you will be hit and killed by a bus behind you.

As soon as it was dark, the headlights were shattered by the zombies, and the pickup's difficult progress was also stopped by the zombie wall.

Zhao Jiayan turned the headlights again, giving the people in the car a little light, so that they could take a good look at the zombies faced by humans.

Dahan looked at the world of white teeth in front of him, smiled miserably, and the fiery red phantom in his brain suddenly exploded.

"Don't!"

His companion beside him let out a wail.

Zhao Jiayan found that in the green shadow in his mind, a red dot unexpectedly appeared. The red dot swelled in the green shadow of the human body, devouring the green.

A feeling of extreme danger made his scalp tingle, and the steering wheel was killed twice, and Dawn made a big turn with a roar, and rushed forward with all his strength against the pickup.

There was a loud "boom", and a wave of fire surged around the pickup truck.

The fire wave caught up with the Dawn, licked it on the Dawn's ass and quickly retracted it.

Zhao Jiayan's heart was beating wildly, just with this lick, the ass of the Dawn melted and only a thin layer remained.

When the fire wave retracts, the color changes from red to reddish.

Zhao Jiayan watched the red wave in his brain shrink and lighten in color, according to common sense, the temperature of this fire wave is obviously getting higher and higher.

"What if this wave of fire retracts a little and explodes again?" Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Jiayan adjusted the body again, put the right side of the car against the fire wave, and the Dawn rushed straight to a second-floor storefront.

"Quick, all behind me, quick!" Zhao Jiayan yelled.

Tuye was stunned for a moment and then suddenly ran to the back of the car, no matter what three-seven-twenty-one, picked up Niuniu and ran behind the boss.

Song Chaoyang reacted quickly, pulled up Cangshui and Xiaogu, who were still stunned, and ran to the position behind the boss.

The Dawn slammed open the roller shutter door, smashing through the back wall again and again.

As soon as the butt of the car opened a large hole in the back wall, the red dot shrunk to the extreme.

The Oriental Pearl sweated profusely and followed the Dawn out of the big hole, still carrying the frightened Little Thirteen in his hand.

"Boom!"

Zhao Jiayan stood in front of everyone, frowning at a white wave of fire in his mind, erasing all the green from the red dot in the center with a destructive aura.

The body of the Dawn shook slightly, and the temperature inside the car suddenly rose.

"Boom!"

The fuel in the fuel tank behind the Dawn exploded, and the Dawn was lifted by the blast and fell heavily to the ground.

In a strong tremor, the Dawn held out the flames.

Zhao Jiayan stood up with a chuckle, patted the few people who had fainted, and asked Tuya to take care of them, and he got out of the car himself.

Outside, it's a burning hell. The zombies not far away became pillars of fire, kneeling there and burning silently.

The frame is burning, the pavement is burning, even the masonry is burning.

The fire, which I don't know what it was, lit everything in its path.

Including the zombie flesh on the roof of the Dawn, including the Oriental Pearl, including the little thirteen in the hands of the Oriental Pearl.

"I have a bit of a conscience and know how to save my companions." Zhao Jiayan said softly.

He wants to give himself a reason, a reason to save people.

A small cluster of dancing white flames is approaching the eyes of the Oriental Pearl. A finger-long thunderbolt peeked through his eyebrows, against the flames, desperately trying to stop the flames from advancing.

In Zhao Jiayan's mind, in the restored green, the white fire and purple electricity devoured each other and disappeared.

The white fire is strong, and the purple electricity is weak.

Dongfang Mingzhu saw Zhao Jiayan standing in front of him, and his eyes showed a look of pleading.

This flame, which was created by the last self-explosion of the Great Han, did not know what had changed, and desperately wanted to burn itself to ashes.

This flame is very powerful, his purple lightning is already an extremely powerful existence, and now it is almost gone when it is swallowed by this flame.

What's even more terrifying is that the purple electric phantom in his mind that gave him the ability is also slowly shrinking and transparent.

Death, he is not afraid. But without the ability, he would never be able to withstand it.

Letting go of dignity and attachment, he asked Zhao Jiayan for help.

Zhao Jiayan looked at this person's pleading, looked at the purple lightning that was about to disappear, and chuckled.

The drawing knife was drawn from his left hand and slowly pointed at the flame.

"I'm not saving you, I'm just looking at this flame."

Oriental Pearl wanted to say thank you, but a wisp of green smoke erupted from her open mouth.

His body was still burning, and burning his clothes burned his skin. He burned his skin, and he burned his flesh.

The sword touched the flame lightly, and the black tip of the knife did not change at all, as if the flame that could burn thunder and lightning was really a small flame.

Zhao Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief, he was not sure if the Drawing Knife would be able to resist the power of this flame. Now it seems that the flame is still a level lower in front of the Drawing Knife.

As long as it can be touched, the drawing pattern engraved on the drawing knife can play a role and suck in the flame.

"What if this flame runs like vitality and makes trouble in its own body?"

This problem made Zhao Jiayan not easily start Jiwen.

He didn't move, the flame moved, and with a soft "pop", the flame automatically drilled into the drawing knife.

Zhao Jiayan's hand trembled imperceptibly.

After the deadly white flame disappeared, the purple lightning slowly burrowed into the center of the Oriental Pearl's eyebrows, blending into the phantom in his mind.

As soon as the purple lightning entered the virtual shadow, the virtual shadow immediately turned from virtual to real, like an upright purple thunderbolt, moving flexibly in his body. Search for the white fire that invaded the body, devouring it.

This process was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, Oriental Pearl felt that his strength had regained in his body, and the feeling of a surge in strength came to his heart.

"At this time, I should be able to win against King Kong. But I'm still not 100% sure. If there is a large amount of lean meat......"

The Oriental Pearl maintained a prostrate posture and meditated in his heart.

"Help me save Little Thirteen, thank you." Dongfang Mingzhu said weakly, and reluctantly pushed Xiao Thirteen to Zhao Jiayan's side.

With this push, he grabbed Xiao Thirteen's palm and dropped a piece of cooked meat, steaming on the ground.

"It seems that you really take care of your brother, and you are still thinking about each other at this time, I appreciate your personality. You," Zhao Jiayan paused, looking at the purple lightning that was getting brighter and brighter in the green shadow in his mind, he continued to say sincerely, "I will save you." ”

Squatted down, put the drawing knife into his left hand, and put his fingers on Xiao Thirteen's scorched hand and took it back.

Oriental Pearl breathed urgently, and his breathing slowed down when Zhao Jiayan's hand was touched.

"Thank you." He said weakly.

Zhao Jiayan saw that the light of the purple lightning was stronger than the green shadow, and said with a chuckle, "It's okay, it's just a little bit of gold." ”

The purple lightning jumped, and a trace of thunder and lightning rushed out from above to sweep away the green shadow, and quickly retracted.

The smile on Zhao Jiayan's face was even stronger, and he turned around and shouted, "Chaoyang, do we still have golden meat in the car?" ”

He turned his head to Dongfang Mingzhu and said, "You wait a minute, I don't know if there is still gold meat." You know, this stuff consumes quickly. ”

Zhao Jiayan said sincerely.