Ten members of the so-called Hot Dance Troupe lit a bonfire more than 20 meters away from Ling Xiu and them, and then moved out a large number of drinks, beer, barbecue grills, and two lever-type outdoor stereos from the RV, and soon the noisy and harsh music filled the entire space, and the members of the Hot Dance Troupe danced street dance, roared, drank and barbecued, it was a party.

"These bastards actually have a party, so they're not afraid to bring in zombies?" The monk cursed.

"Yes, one or two ordinary zombies are not afraid, but they are afraid of attracting ghost zombies and tyrant zombies." The pigskin gnawed on the radish and said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of, in this wilderness, how can there be any zombies, and the sound can't travel too far."

Jiang Linghui stood on the side of the Hot Dance Troupe, "After eating this barbecue later, Miss Ben will go over to dance." ”

"Tut-tut, it's really a heartless girl, Jiang Gong's bones are not cold." The monk spoke sarcastically.

"What do you say? Kind of say it again? ”

Jiang Linghui stood up suddenly, her silver teeth clenched, her eyes burst with sparks, she wanted to dance because she was too sad in her heart, but she was so sarcastic by the monk, it was naturally unacceptable, and even the mutant form was revealed, and the evil spirit was surging.

The monk is an ordinary person, although he has practiced and his body is very strong, he can't withstand the pressure of the momentum of the A-level variant, and a cold sweat immediately gushes out of his back. But the dignity of being a man did not allow him to bow his head to a little girl, so he stubbornly said: "I said that you have no heart and no lungs, Jiang Gong's bones are not cold, you ......"

"Bastard, you die!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Linghui attacked him like a mad leopard, his hand turned into a claw, and he took the monk's throat directly, his five fingers were slender, as sharp as a blade, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The monk's pupils shrank suddenly, and he watched this hand approaching, and his hair stood on end, and his life was strongly threatened.

At the last moment, a big hand poked out like lightning from the side, clasped Jiang Linghui's wrist, and intercepted it accurately, Jiang Linghui's hand stopped five or six centimeters away from the monk's neck.

"Goodong~"

The monk swallowed his saliva with difficulty, cold sweat poured out, and he only now realized that the power of the mutant was too powerful, and it was not at all something that he could withstand as a first-order mortal.

Luo Yun'er came back to her senses at this time, stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Linghui: "Linghui stop!" ”

Jiang Linghui fixed her eyes, only met Ling Xiu's handsome and cold face, and suddenly lost any temper, lowered her posture and shouted softly: "Let go of me!" ”

"You can let go, but please remember, I hope there is no next time, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to you!" Ling Xiu warned lightly, and after speaking, he opened her hand and turned around and walked to his place.

Jiang Linghui moved her sore wrist and shouted at Ling Xiu's back: "He provoked Miss Ben first, you rely on your own strength to care whether it is black or white, are you still unreasonable?" ”

Ling Xiu snorted lightly, stood up and turned his head and said, "I didn't expect that Miss Jiang also knows how to be reasonable?" ”

This sentence is quite ironic, let me ask, if it weren't for a change, the Haigang still exists, Jiang Linghui is still her princess, who upsets her and asks someone to chop up and feed the dog, where will there be any reason.

"You...... Bastard! ”

Jiang Linghui was speechless for a while, only feeling endless grievances and annoyance, but she couldn't attack again.

"Enough!"

Luo Yun'er's tone was very heavy, and she lost her temper with Jiang Linghui for the first time, "Can you be more mature, don't always play your eldest lady's temperament!" ”

Jiang Linghui was stunned, the mutant form disappeared, her eyes were red, and she choked up: "Sister, even ...... Even you follow them and bully me? ”

"No one bullied you, just told you, it's not the past, it's not that you say you can let whoever dies, it's not a peaceful and prosperous world, now is the end of the world, the cruel end times, there are cannibalistic zombies everywhere, there are unexpected dangers everywhere, you are always rude and willful, you don't know how to restrain, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss!"

Luo Yun'er said bitterly, "Linghui, you should learn to grow up, and you should learn to accept, don't rely on your temperament, your father is gone, you are my only relative in this world, I can't lose you anymore, you know?" ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen, you all bully me!"

Jiang Linghui was sad and wept, retreated as she spoke, and finally turned around and ran to the side of the Dancing Heavenly Troupe in tears.

"Linghui ......" Luo Yun'er is going to chase her back.

Cao raised his head: "Yun'er, Linghui will be handed over to me, don't worry, it's okay." As he spoke, he ran towards Jiang Linghui.

Luo Yun'er stopped and looked at Ling Xiu apologetically: "Linghui, she has caused you a lot of trouble, I'm really sorry." With that, he bowed deeply to Ling Xiu.

"It's okay, don't worry too much."

Ling Xiu said lightly, and then gave the monk, the eighth child, and the pigskin a look, meaning that he usually had nothing to provoke that Jiang Linghui.

At this time, the monk also blamed himself for being cheap, and he rewarded himself with two mouthfuls.

……

The night is getting darker

Jiang Linghui has already mingled with the Hot Dance Troupe, twisting her body frantically and dancing there, and drinking profusely, looking like she is in a state of broken love. Cao Ju also became acquainted with the Hot Dance Heavenly Troupe, sitting on the side while clinking glasses and drinking while sipping melon seeds.

Ling Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he originally thought that even if the party was held, it should be over before twelve o'clock, but now it was midnight, they were still full of interest, there was no sign of stopping at all, and they were all drunk, it felt like an open-air nightclub.

"Lao Tzu really can't stand it, pigskin, old eight, which of you went over and told them to stop?" The monk couldn't stand this kind of noise, let alone rest, and even when he sat and chatted, he felt very noisy, and his ears were ringing.

Before Pigskin and Lao Ba could answer, Ling Xiu had already stood up and walked towards the Hot Dance Heavenly Troupe with an expressionless face.

The three of them looked at each other for a while, and finally hurried to follow.

As the distance got closer and closer, the noisy music became deafening, Ling Xiu didn't say a word, walked straight to the two outdoor speakers, bent down, pressed their switches, all the music disappeared in an instant, and the whole space was quiet all of a sudden.

The people who were originally dancing to the music stopped, and they all looked towards Ling Xiu, and after a pause of 0.01 seconds, the members of the Hot Dance Heavenly Troupe boiled.

"I'll go, who do I think, it's you, you said you weren't welcome before, what the hell are you doing now? Find the difference! ”

A man walked up and said coldly, with a good figure and strong arms, which were the result of street dancing, and his face was smeared with a layer of powder, which looked bloodless and pale as paper.

"I said this uncle, are you lost?" A woman about fourteen or fifteen years old laughed.

"Don't say that, maybe people want to join us."

……

The man at the head of the Hot Dance Troupe suppressed all his voices, walked up, and asked, "Brother, ...... you are?"

"You're so noisy, I can't rest!" Ling Xiu said lightly.

"Ouch, I'll go, you think this big piece is your family, what can you do if you make a noise?" The pale man smiled weirdly.