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The bustling city has long been reduced to a zombie paradise, streets, alleys, high-rise buildings, bungalows, zombies everywhere. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

The living space of human beings is infinitely reduced, like ants living in the cracks, no, ants are not as good, at least ants go out to forage, humans will not swarm here, let alone chase and intercept the ants, on the other hand, zombies, when they find Zhu Ling on the street, they rush to Zhu Ling like a tide.

Even if they can only eat one of Zhu Ling's hair, even if they cover their fingernails, these murderous zombies will all sacrifice their lives and forget to die.

Forgetting to die?

The reason is very simple, when Zhu Ling ran, the two pistols fired one after another, as efficient and accurate as a robot.

Since becoming a wasted person, Zhu Ling, who fell from the clouds to hell, did not give up on himself like other ancient martial artists, but through various relationships, hard practice marksmanship, car skills, camouflage skills, and various useful knowledge, and use other aspects to make up for the lack of strength, at this moment, although he can't use any ancient martial arts, but the zombies can't stop him.

"Phew!" A gunshot rang out, and the heads of the zombies that pounced from the shop were splashed with blood.

Zhu Ling didn't wait for the corpse to fall to the ground, raised his eyes to look at the car blocking the road in front of him, regardless of the zombie chasing from behind, he rushed forward, and when he entered the car, he stepped on it and jumped on the roof of the car.

"Bang bang bang ......" The zombies couldn't stop the car and crashed into the abandoned car one after another, but Zhu Ling didn't care about these at all, jumped out of the car, went around the roadside alley, and appeared on the roof of the house from time to time.

Lying on the roof, Zhu Ling's eyes stared at the campus in the distance like a falcon, it was a middle school, covering a small area, only more than 10,000 bungalows, but this school was surrounded by houses, as long as the school gate was blocked, unless the zombies bulldozed those houses, it would not be able to enter the campus.

It can be said that the middle school is an excellent shelter, no, when Zhu Ling was lying on the roof, he saw the survivors patrolling the roof of the school building.

No, not a survivor, but an enemy, his Zhu Ling's enemy.

When he was young, he went out to practice, and he never thought that he would not be long after stepping into the world, so that he could meet a pair of parents looking for children somewhere in Shuzhong, at that time, Zhu Ling kindly helped, and after searching for days, he actually found that six ancient martial artists actually joined forces to traffick human beings, and these six martial arts scum did not abduct two or three years old, their goal was to be seven to twelve years old, and they were to sell their children to foreign training camps to serve as mercenaries, killers, or train as high-level "receptions".

Although Zhu Ling was young at that time, his cultivation was not shallow, and his internal strength was already able to be released, which could be said to be two or three times stronger than Wu Feng now.

With such skills, of course, it is not a problem to clean up a few scum, but at that time, he was not deeply involved in the world, and he did not kill or abolish those martial arts scum for a while, and actually sent those scum to the local police intact.

If the end of the world had not broken out, those martial arts scum would probably not have been able to come out until they were seventy or eighty years old.

Talking to the man in sunglasses today, I learned from his mouth that the man in sunglasses was originally with a group of survivors YB, and accidentally met a martial arts scum, but the man in sunglasses hated those scum and wanted to go to revenge.

The man in sunglasses was going to go to the CD directly to report, but if he wanted to go to the CD, it was difficult and dangerous, so he wanted to go to the nearest survivor base to tell the news.

Hearing the news by chance, Zhu Ling categorically couldn't let go of those scum anymore, but his skills had long been abolished, and those scum had been in prison for more than ten years, and it was impossible for his skills to be without an inch, and he had made some extremely vicious criminals.

Originally, he also planned to call Wu Feng, and Wu Feng served the scum's nest together, but after thinking about it, he really had no bottom in his heart, it was this matter of becoming a benevolent if he didn't succeed, calling Wu Feng, it was difficult to say that he wanted Wu Feng to die.

"I hope he goes directly to the Holy Land!"

As soon as Zhu Ling thought of this, he immediately threw this distracting thought out of his head, and randomly saw the person on the roof of the school building facing him, and the light in the person's hand flashed.

Zhu Ling's heart tightened, telescope!

Immediately lowered his body, from time to time, only then did he raise his eyes to observe, and saw that the vigilant person was still patrolling the roof of the school building, Zhu Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately he was not discovered, otherwise, without a first opportunity, he would not have the confidence to destroy those scum.

Zhu Ling raised his eyes to observe, took out a pen and paper from his trouser pocket, and observed the patrol sentry when he drew the layout of the school on paper.

You must be fully prepared, otherwise, you will only be sent to death in the past.

"Rustling ......"

In the sound of the pen tip falling on the paper, Zhu Ling quickly planned, whether to find a fuel tanker truck directly, or to make some bombs first and then find a heavy truck, whatever it is, before crashing into the gate, the patrol must be killed, otherwise he has not yet approached the spot.

Thinking about the plan, Zhu Ling had already recorded the various patrol posts and layouts on paper.

With some solemnity, he was just about to get up and leave this roof, when he heard a playful laugh, "Who should I be?" It turned out to be you a little scrap, we didn't go looking for you, but you sent it to the door yourself! ”

Zhu Ling was shocked, how could he be discovered?! Could it be that someone who had been on guard had discovered it, and then the person who was on guard pretended not to know, and secretly sent someone to investigate?

Zhu Ling frowned slightly, but he didn't turn his head to look, he reached into his backpack and wanted to take out the submachine gun, but under the same mold, Zhu Ling's expression changed again, and the gun was not taken out, only a porcelain bottle marked "Huiqi Dan" was taken out.

"Ma Dan, I got the wrong backpack!"

Zhu Ling looked at this backpack that belonged to Wu Feng, and was anxious in his heart, he actually made such a low-level mistake.

And the middle-aged one-eyed man who appeared on the roof at some point, carrying a ghost-headed knife, looked at Zhu Ling with a little playfulness, "Miscellaneous, are you going to treat grandpa?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not a veterinarian!" Zhu Ling casually dropped the porcelain vase, took out a double snatch from his waist when he turned around, and when he faced the one-eyed man, the muzzle of the gun was also aimed at his head, but what surprised Zhu Ling a little was that there was a blonde man with a height of about two meters standing next to the one-eyed man.

"Guns?" Seeing Zhu Ling like this, the one-eyed man sneered, "When did you fall into the use of a gun?" Oh, I'm sorry I forgot, some idiot has done everything he can to save people! ”

Although the one-eyed man smiled, but in one eye, there was all poison, if it wasn't for Zhu Ling, their brothers wouldn't have to suffer from that prison at all, if it weren't for Zhu Ling, they wouldn't have to spend the best ten years of their lives in prison, at this moment, staring at this Zhu Ling, I couldn't wait to break it into pieces.

"Ha, even if you don't have the skills, there's still no pressure to take one or two dog heads!" Although Zhu Ling was eager in his heart, he still had a harmless smile, as if there were not two strong men standing in front of him, but two Chihuahuas......

"Hehe, then let's see if you have the ability!"

The one-eyed man smiled, shook his arm, held the ghost-headed broadsword, and was about to make a move, when suddenly a voice came from afar, "Dog's head? Don't insult the dog, you see how cute my family is to stock rations......"