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This is simply a shot in the arm for Song Zheng.

Let his mental power be squeezed out a little more.

Whoosh!

The heads of the three zombies were impaled by the cat's tail tentacles, and as they fell to the ground softly, the cat's tail tentacles finally could no longer be maintained, and disappeared behind him.

After killing these three zombies, his mental power was all exhausted, his brain felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle, it was difficult to concentrate, and his physical strength was almost exhausted, so it was difficult to continue fighting.

The dragon bone sword was used by him as a crutch, and it was stuck on the ground, supporting his body that could fall at any moment.

The number of zombies around them has decreased, and many of them have also been affected by the explosion and have become missing arms and legs, their attacks are no longer as crazy as before, the whole fit collides, and then attacks with all parts, only to reach out and scratch it, open their mouths and bite it......

Song Zheng used his last strength to wield the iron pot, boring left and right, and barely supported it.

He didn't know who caused the explosion just now, he didn't know if the purpose of the explosion was to save him, and he didn't know if he would break through and whether someone would answer him before he couldn't support it.

But he knows that he can't give up, he has to keep moving forward, and he has to die on the way forward, not on the ground where he stops!

Song Zheng had never been able to block all the attacks, and a claw shadow grabbed at his eyes.

The iron pot had already blocked the teeth of the half zombie on the left side biting into his ankle, and he could only dodge this claw shadow.

Song Zheng felt that he had used a lot of strength to deflect his neck, in fact, he just made his head crooked, and the zombie's claws still attacked his eyes, but this crookedness also allowed him to avoid being directly gouged out of his eyeballs, but his right eye was still scratched blind.

Two horrific scars tore his upper and lower eye sockets, and his eyelids were divided into four, and blood gushed out at once, leaving along his cheekbones, mixing with the blood of zombies, and dripping to the ground.

Song Zheng slapped a zombie away with an iron pot with his backhand, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood left behind. Couldn't taste anything, had bitten too many zombies, the virus seemed to affect his tongue and teeth, and his sense of taste had failed.

He was still persevering, but he used enough strength at every step, but he could only move, and his body began to crumble, and he almost couldn't stand anymore.

Whoosh!

A series of air-piercing whistles rang out not far away.

Song Zheng felt as if time had stood still around him, why did those zombies around him suddenly stop attacking?

However, the next moment, time flowed again, and he understood what was really happening.

One zombie after another fell to the ground in front of him, all with a silver scalpel stuck in the back of their heads.

Twenty meters away, there stood a man he knew, a doctor with a decadent face.

"Is there really a Xiao Li flying knife?" Song Zheng's wrist was weak, and the keel sword could no longer support his body, and he fell to the ground.

A blood-red raindrop hit his nose, making him regain the most consciousness - the blood rain has finally fallen!

......

Song Zheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were shaken by white, he quickly closed his eyes, and let a tear moisten his eyes.

Then I slowly opened my eyes again, and immediately adjusted to the light.

Effortlessly raised his head and observed the surrounding environment, it turned out to be his room in the gathering place.

This came as a surprise to him.

Maybe it's because of the mental power ability, even if he was seriously injured and unconscious, he just woke up, but it didn't make him have a blurred memory.

He remembered very well that every thing that had happened, someone had saved him, and nine times out of ten it was a decadent doctor.

But why he still appeared in his room, he couldn't figure it out.

You know, it's not far away, but there is a rain of blood.

After every blood rain, a large number of mutant zombies and mutant biochemical beasts will inevitably be born, and those newborn mutant creatures will inevitably start hunting and dividing the territory.

And the object of hunting, without exception, is human.

This gathering place was not far from the blood rain, and it was really strange to him that it had not been washed in the blood of mutated creatures.

But to figure out why, he first had to get out of bed.

After struggling for a while, Song Zheng gave up this plan.

He has already discovered that he is now covered with bags similar to mummies, and his joint movement is greatly restricted, coupled with the weakness of his body, he can't complete his own sit-up movements, and being able to twist his neck is already the limit.

Giving up the senseless struggle, Song Zheng began to examine his body.

After five minutes, his mood began to deteriorate.

Although the second-order new human brought him good recovery power, it was obvious that after the previous battle, his self-recovery ability had completely dormant.

The rupture of the Achilles tendon is only a small part of healing, and the broken bone is reduced, but it is not by his own recovery force, but someone has operated on him, and the place of operation is not limited to the location of the broken bone, many parts of his body have been operated on.

This is also the reason why he was mummified.

There are too many wounds on the body, and it is very troublesome to bandage them one by one, so I simply pack them all over my body.

Sighing slightly, Song Zheng didn't have too many regrets, he wasn't very worried about the injuries on his body, as long as he still had an iron pot in his hand, then these injuries would not be a problem.

Healing food, starting to be more useful than any doctor's baby.

At the thought of the iron pot, he immediately turned his head to look around, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The iron pot was on his bedside table, along with his MP5 and some bullets on his back, but there was nothing else but them.

The dragon bone sword is gone!

Song Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, anger was not a useful emotion until he understood the ins and outs.

Click, at this time, the sound of the key inserting the lock came from the door.

Then Song Zheng saw the door opened, and the decadent doctor walked in with a can of fruit in his hand.

"You're awake. ”

Even when he saw Song Zheng wake up, the doctor's tone was still indifferent like something, not excited at all, without any emotion.

This made Song Zheng wonder if this guy could save himself.

"You saved me?" Song Zheng asked directly.

The doctor nodded: "Don't thank me, I changed a lot of things for your sword, so take it as a reward." ”

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