The sound of the sports car's engine successfully aroused the mutants' interest, and Wei Dongcheng slowed down the car so that the mutants could keep up with them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mutant at the entrance of the underground mall was like a school of fish chasing bait, and was led onto the road, and after a while, it ran out of the street.

Despite this, there were more than twenty mutants who were unaffected by the sports car, wandering back and forth in front of the roller shutters, their faces pale and expressionless, their pupils dilated, and their white eyes turning in their sockets at angles impossible for humans to reach.

Mutants are not zombies, they don't eat the flesh and blood of living people, more than ten days have passed, death is inevitable, but there is no sign of decay.

Now it is not so much that they are mutants, but that they are mutant corpses, and for this alienated corpse, the idea of 'killing people' in Yan Zhen's heart has been diluted a lot.

He jumped out of the car with a wrench and a sharpened sharpening rod, and rushed directly to the mutants at the entrance of the mall, separated by a road between them, and the mutants sensed someone approaching, and the nearest one moved first.

Since the mutant crowd was not standing on the same line, it was impossible to attack him at the same time, which gave Yan Zhen a chance to use his speed to win.

He strode forward, raising his hand to smash the head of the first mutant to meet him.

He followed his left foot and took a half-step forward, dodging the second mutant's fist sideways, and his left hand pierced its jaw from the bottom up.

Yan Zhen withdrew his weapon, his movements were as fast as the wind, without the slightest pause, and he didn't even glance at the brain tissue brought out by the sharpening stick.

He submitted a part of the task before the action, so even if he had some bad premonitions at the moment, everything had to be carried out as he wrote.

As he had killed the ninth mutant and been surrounded by the remaining dozen or so, there was a loud noise from the shutter door of the underground mall.

A person came out of the big hole in the door, although he had a scruffy beard and dirty and messy hair, but judging from his five views and figure, he should be a man in the prime of life.

"Go back first!" Yan Zhen shouted extremely quickly at this person.

"Squat!" Instead of going back, the man yelled at him.

Yan Zhen didn't have time to think about what he was going to do, he just squatted down obediently with his instincts, and then the sound of 'poof' pierced the air, and the three mutants around him fell to the ground in response.

Yan Zhen seized this opportunity, pounced on the corpse and rolled out of the encirclement, and the mutant who reacted stretched out his ten fingers like an iron hook and stuck it into his position just now, but Yan Zhen had already run away.

He ran to the man who came out of the door, because the man had a gun in his hand!

The sound of the bullet being muffled by the muffler just now, and Yan Zhen found that this person's marksmanship was extremely accurate, and the three corpses that fell were all shot in the head.

Three shots in a row in such a short period of time, and a gun to the head, even if he is a professional killer, it is a killer who makes people feel safe.

But to Yan Zhen's surprise, the man didn't mean to let Yan Zhen go back to the door with him, he didn't retreat, he took a few big steps forward, shot and put down a few mutants.

"If it's dangerous, go back first!" Yan Zhen was stunned by the man's unexpected behavior, but he quickly came back to his senses, and said to the man hurriedly while dealing with the mutant who pounced on him.

Before he could finish speaking, another man came out of the hole in the door, and then a second, and then a third...... As soon as the people who came out one after another hit the ground with their feet, they ran towards the opposite side of the mall.

It seemed that it was impossible to stuff these people back again, so Yan Zhen had no choice but to follow the plan and shouted to them: "Get on that blue truck and go to the train station!" ”

But the men didn't listen to him, and they ran across the road, where a bus was parked.

There were more and more survivors coming out of the gate, and the mutants outside the door were almost wiped out, when a person suddenly jumped from behind the billboard above the mall!

"It's a stone man!" Yan Zhen's heart was partly lifted, and partly fell to the ground. It was mentioned because he was afraid of the strength of the stone man, and the landing was because when he found that these mutants were not affected by the sports car, he vaguely guessed that there was a 'leader' guarding near the mall, so he repeatedly asked the man to go back first.

The stone man landed and smashed the marble floor tiles into a pit nearly one meter in diameter, and then it swung out its fist and smashed it into Yan Zhen's head.

This stone figure is about two meters tall, and its fist is as big as a casserole, so if it is hit by it, won't its head turn into a rotten watermelon?

Yan Zhen held his breath, kicked back a few steps with his heels, and retreated from the attack range of the stone man, the stone man had short legs and long arms, this punch did not hit Yan Zhen, but smashed the marble on the ground to pieces.

"The speed is slow......" Yan Zhen muttered, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, if the speed of this stone man was the same as the one encountered in the factory, Xiao 7 would have to make a move, and now this stone man is obviously different from that, although his strength is great, but his speed is not as fast as his, which makes Yan Zhen feel less pressure.

His eyes were fixed on the stone man, but he shouted to the man with the gun, "Go to the train station, there will be someone to answer." ”

But at this time, the scene changed again, and two waves of mutants poured out from both sides of the mall building, trapping them in a flanking attack.

Yan Zhen asked Xiao 7 behind him in a low voice: "What time is it?" ”

"Twenty minutes to go." Little 7 whispered back.

Yan Zhen's eyes stared gloomily at the army of mutants who surrounded him, there were still twenty minutes before the next plan began, he adjusted his breathing to try to calm the panic in his heart, but this trick didn't work at all now.

Once the story written by the writer involves reality, there are many uncontrollable links, for example, he can let the survivors in the underground mall come out on their own, but he cannot determine the exact number of them, and then there are two results: 'all rescued' and 'not all rescued'.

Another example is time, he can get these survivors to come out at a fixed time, but he can't be sure of the time when all of them are on the bus.

Therefore, he can only set an approximate time point and arrange the plot at this point in time, but the result is still not absolute, which is why he must be present in person.

Twenty minutes was enough for him to die a hundred times, and they had better hide back in the underground mall before the next episode happened.

As soon as he thought of it, he kicked down a mutant, turned around and ran towards the gate of the mall, shouting as he ran: "Go back, go back!" ”

The person who had just emerged heard him shout and immediately retracted his head, and the man with the gun also realized that he couldn't break out.

He waved at the men who had already boarded the bus, and the bus started immediately, then vanished, and succeeded in luring a group of mutants.

Yan Zhen drilled into the hole in the door, and as soon as his body was halfway in, his buttocks were kicked hard, and he fell behind the door with his whole body.