Seeing the zombies take the initiative to retreat to both sides, Seinfeld stopped killing and became solemn.

The old man zombie was expressionless, and walked towards Seinfeld step by step, and the invisible pressure intensified with each step.

Seeing the old man zombie stop, Seinfeld didn't dare to relax the slightest vigilance, at this moment the distance between the two sides was less than three meters, and the zombies around him didn't dare to make a sound.

Sou!

The old man zombie moved, and appeared in front of Seinfeld in the blink of an eye, his withered hand grabbing directly at his heart.

The speed of the other party was extremely fast, and Seinfeld, who was on full alert, was not weak at all, and the green steel sword quickly swung out, sparking a series of sparks on the hands of the old man zombie.

"I don't have time to waste here!" Seeing that the old man and zombie withdrew his hand, Seinfeld took the initiative to attack the other party, and the green steel sword turned into a streamer and slashed down towards it.

Uh-uh!

The old man zombie let out a series of whistling sounds, and seemed to be starting to get excited, completely ignoring the sword mark that broke through the chest, and stepped in front of Seinfeld in just one step, its entire arm completely bone, raising its hand and slamming down on the other party.

Rumble!

The ground shook incessantly, and a half-meter-deep chasm appeared in an instant.

Seinfeld knew that the power of the old man's zombies was huge, but he never expected such a perverted big, and at this moment, the surrounding zombies erupted into a tsunami-like roar.

Shout!

The strength could not be compared to the opponent, Seinfeld pushed the speed to the extreme, and one jumped to the side of the old man zombie, and cut off the entire epidermis on the opponent's chest with a single sword.

There was no imaginary scene of flesh and blood splattering, Seinfeld was dumbfounded, the old man's zombie's body was empty, there was not the slightest liquid existing, not even the smell of corpses.

Rumble!

At this time, the white bone arm of the old man zombie also hit Seinfeld's body.

Click!

Seinfeld felt like he had been hit by a truck, his entire shoulder was a little deformed, and he endured the severe pain and quickly ducked to the side.

The old man screamed repeatedly, and he shook his body and rushed towards Seinfeld, waving his white bone arm and smashing at Seinfeld again.

Seinfeld didn't dare to meet this blow head-on, and quickly dodged away, the old man zombie was tall and long-armed, and smashed wildly, and the whole ground was full of desolation.

"Bastard!" Seinfeld was a little short of breath, the other party's speed was actually not slow, but he had a slight advantage in this regard, if he had changed to someone else, he would probably have been a meatloaf by now.

"I'm going to skin you all today." While dodging, Seinfeld noticed that the epidermis on the chest of the old man zombie had not recovered, which gave him some ideas.

The old man's zombie body was staggered, and he saw that its skin was decreasing little by little, and it let out a strange cry, and then the surrounding zombies rushed towards Seinfeld like crazy.

"And so it was!" Seinfeld sneered, killed the zombies close to him, and skinned the old zombies again as soon as he found the opportunity.

"Ugh!" The old man zombie hid in the zombie group, and it began to fear Seinfeld, and there was not much skin on its body, and the white ossified arm was affected by this and returned to its normal state.

"You can't escape." Seinfeld suddenly appeared in front of the old man zombie.

When the surrounding zombies reacted, the staggered floating light had already fallen on the old man zombie's body, and with one blow, Seinfeld attacked the old man zombie back and forth.

Uh-uh!

As the egg's big eyes rolled to the ground, a three-meter-tall skeleton fell to the ground with a bang, and Seinfeld breathed a sigh of relief, this great enemy was finally consumed by himself, and the remaining zombies were easy to deal with.

Seinfeld fought all the way into the corridor, only to find that the corpses here had been piled up, and the roar of the black treasure kept coming from the house.

Quickly eliminate the zombies in the corridor, Song Fei blasted away these corpses and hurriedly rushed into the living room, Heibao's appearance was extremely miserable, its back was completely cracked, the wound was deep and the bones were visible, the forelimbs had been completely broken, and the corners of the mouth were cracked and lost the ability to attack.

However, Heibao just stood at the door of the room, facing the zombies, and it stood up and let out a threatening roar.

"Black Treasure, I'm here." There were zombie corpses all over the ground, and when he saw Lu Boyuan's corpse among them, he sighed and killed the five zombies besieging Heibao in an instant.

"Whew!" When Heibao saw Seinfeld, he let out a mournful roar, and he desperately kicked his hind legs to move forward.

"Sorry, I'm late." Seinfeld hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down to hold Heibao's head, and looked at the messy living room, he could fully imagine what a tragic battle Heibao had experienced, and he blamed himself incomparably.

"Can System Black Treasure's injuries be treated?"

"Helldog damage is more than 80%, it is not recommended for the holder to heal, it is recommended that the holder buy a new Hellhound."

"Nope! Treat it for me, no matter how cost. Seinfeld roared.

"Ding! Spend 5000 Energy to heal the Hellhounds and start healing. It took a while for the sound of the system to sound.

Seeing that Heibao's body began to digitize, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, Song Fei was expressionless, walked into the room, and looked at Lin Mengxin and the others who were huddled in the corner with a sluggish expression, his heart was like a knife.

"I'm sorry!" Seinfeld walked straight up to them, half-crouched on the ground, and the four looked up at him and were silent for a long time.

"Whew!"

"Woooooo

"You—you're back." Lin Mengxin's sluggish face showed a trace of vitality, and the grievances all over his body turned into endless tears, and he fell into Seinfeld's arms.

"Woooooo

"Big brother, big brother."

"Don't be afraid, Big Brother is back." Seinfeld took An An and the others in his arms, his whole body was full of green muscles, and his eyes were already red.

Carrying Lu Boyuan's body out of the pile of zombies and carrying it on his body, Seinfeld took Lin Mengxin and them upstairs, found a suite to settle down, cleaned them, and stayed in the room with them, until everyone fell asleep, he returned to the living room.

Looking at Lu Boyuan on the sofa, his face was tense until he died, perhaps because when he died, the zombies were attacking, and he was very worried, and he was extremely unwilling.

"Lao Lu, don't worry, I will protect Xiao Minghao, he will live a carefree life." Seinfeld said solemnly to the dead Lu Boyuan.

Found a pack of cigarettes in the locker, Seinfeld lit one, and then sat next to Lu Boyuan, lying on his back, quietly looking at the ceiling.

After smoking a cigarette, Seinfeld stood up, carried Lu Boyuan again, and came to the balcony, where a low roar came from the corpse's mouth.

"Goodbye friend." Seinfeld threw the diseased corpse off the balcony.

Burst!

Back in the living room, seeing Lin Mengxin also sitting on the sofa, Song Fei walked over, sat next to her, and said softly: "Tomorrow we will go to the base in the Eastern District, it will be safe there." ”

"No, it's not safe anywhere without you." Lin Mengxin's voice was a little hoarse, and her crying red eyes were staring at Seinfeld at the moment.

Looking at the other party's poignant and helpless face, Seinfeld couldn't bear it, the other party had endured too many things that should not be borne at this age, and he said seriously: "I will be there too." ”

"Can you hug me?"

Seinfeld didn't speak, holding the other tightly in his arms.

"It's so warm, I wish it had been like this forever."

I don't know how long it took, Lin Mengxin was already asleep, and Seinfeld put her on the bed, and at this time, the system prompted that Heibao's injury had been treated.

He summoned Heibao into the living room, and as soon as the other party saw Seinfeld, he pounced on him, sticking out his fiery tongue and licking Seinfeld.