"Shut up, Miss Bridgette, this matter has nothing to do with you, please don't" Francis looked at the girl with some surprise, and then a sudden anger made the old soldier, who had always been very kind to Bridget, unceremoniously scolded the girl, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Steve, who was also a little surprised.

"Captain, alright, Captain. Steve was a little out of breath, he was extremely weak and paralyzed, and his speech seemed to be a luxury, and after interrupting Francis's words, he waited for a few seconds before continuing: "Take good care of the young master, don't forget the words of Lord Loraine!"

Francis, whose chest was filled with thousands of words, was completely blocked in his throat by Steve's soft words, and he choked up for a long time and couldn't say anything. Francis, who could not express his inner feelings, could only look at this former colleague in a daze, as if he wanted to imprint this moment in his mind.

"Don't wait any longer, let's go. After Steve put everything down, he felt unusually relaxed, and sat on the ground without grace, the berserker turned to Bridget and smiled, "Miss Bridget, do you love Master Bin?"

"Huh?!" Bridget's calm expression was completely defeated by this question, and the girl's face flushed in an instant was shimsting for a while and she didn't know what to say. Although he fell in love with Yang Long, Yang Long also responded, but the contact time between the two was too short, and it was far from enough to say that they had love.

After hesitating for a while, and just as she was about to say no, Bridge suddenly thought that she might die soon. Such a thought made the girl let go of all her reserve at once, her cheeks were still red, but her eyes were not dodging, and she looked at Steve and said calmly: "Yes, I love him!"

"Hehe, the young master is really extraordinary, so that a girl like Brigitte and you will fall quickly!" Steve looked at Brigitte quite meaningfully, with a relieved smile on his face, he could see Yang Long's actions with Brigitte more clearly than Francis: "Then if the young master encounters danger, what will you do?"

"Unless I'm dead, Bin will definitely not be hurt in any way!" Bridget herself felt a little weird, since she said that she loved Yang Long, a certain section in her heart seemed to be unraveled at once, and she could say it smoothly for this kind of fleshy words in the past.

"Haha, that's good! Great!" Steve burst out laughing, completely ignoring the other two's strange expressions. After waiting for a few seconds, the berserker suddenly restrained all his smiles, and said unceremoniously to the two of them with a cold face: "Then why don't you get out of here?!"

Brigitte gave the Berserker a deep look, then turned and ran forward, not dragging any mud or water. Francis, on the other hand, couldn't react a little, and after hesitating for a moment, he still tentatively asked, "Steve, you"

"Get out!" Steve suddenly stood up and roared at Francis with a hideous face, startling the old warrior.

After staring at his companion for a few seconds, Francis finally sighed, turned and quickly caught up with Bridget, protecting the girl and continuing on her way, and after a while she disappeared at the end of the road, not knowing where to turn.

"Oh, I didn't expect me to die like this, I thought I would die in a woman's bed!" Just sitting on the ground with such a big grin, Steve took out the long-handled shotgun and grabbed it in his hand, looking up at the sunset that was about to set, and a few birds in the sky, far and near, and sighed sincerely: "It's so beautiful, that bastard Regan, I didn't have time to see this kind of scenery, it's really miserable, haha!"

After saying this, Steve's nose was sour, and two lines of tears flowed out inexplicably. Wiping a handful of tears with some unhappiness, Steve just looked up at the sky quietly, and waited until the undead creature had approached within a hundred meters before standing up from the ground slowly.

"Don't be afraid, old man, I'll be with you later!" Steve silently recited a prayer and whispered into the air in front of him. Staring at the approaching undead creatures, he opened the Berserker's final stunt and entered the berserk stance.

Woohoo!

A howl louder than Regan came from Steve's unconscious body, leaving only the fighting instinct. The undead creatures that pounced on them only saw a shadow pass in front of them, and they broke into two and lost all their ability to move.

The number of undead creatures in this group was far less than what Regan had faced before, so Steve, who had entered a berserk stance, could easily block the progress of all the undead. At this rate of killing, unless the time for the berserk stance runs out, not even a single undead creature will be able to break through the defenses of this human being.

On the other side, Francis and Bridget.

Taking advantage of the teammate's initiative to sacrifice and delay time, the old and young fled desperately, and after there was no player who slowed down the hind legs, the speed of the two remained at a very considerable level, and they ran quickly but persistently towards the inner layer.

With a gloomy face, Francis kept killing the undead creatures that stood in his way, as if venting his resentment. Bridget's face was very calm, except for raising her head from time to time during the run, her eyes were always fixed on Yang Long's face.

Yang Long's coma once frightened the girl very much, but Steve's crooked beating made the girl take the initiative to face her inner wishes. After not reluctantly saying that she loved Yang Long, this naïve girl had matured rapidly.

Maturity in the ordinary sense is to know responsibility and commitment, and Bridget's current state of mind is like this. Before, she just blindly wanted to survive with Yang Long, but now she is not afraid of dying with Yang Long.

For Bridget now, being able to die with her beloved is not too bad. Such a series of encounters made this girl many years ahead of schedule and experienced the ups and downs of life, which made her heart shell quickly harden.

In a different timeline, Bridget experienced the death of her father in battle and experienced many crises herself, before forming a thick shell that wrapped her soft heart. And in the current timeline, Bridget has come to this point many years ahead of schedule for the sake of Yang Long.

Bridget, another non-existent person, will only write softness into the diary, and after today, Bridget will only become weak in the face of Yang Long. When you meet someone you don't know well, you will blush and heartbeat because of something, and you have nothing to do with the girl anymore.

The silent old and the young kept rushing on the road, both of them had the heritage of guardian warriors, the former had gone through many attritions, and the latter barely exercised too vigorously. The speed of the two of them remained at a relatively considerable level, constantly approaching the inner layer.

After running continuously for an hour, when the sun was already close to the horizon, the inner second-story city wall was finally revealed. At this time, the two of them were close to exhaustion, and their speed was much slower than at the beginning.

Looking at the city wall that appeared in sight, about three kilometers away, the two fugitives breathed a sigh of relief. After glancing at each other, they had no intention of resting, and continued to run towards the city wall with the last of their strength.

The reason why the two of them made the same choice was that there were still garrisons fighting on the inner second-floor city wall. Although they were a few kilometers away, the light of various types of magic still stimulated the nerves of the two fugitives, causing them to squeeze out a lot of strength in their bodies again.

And there are many more fugitives and undead creatures around than at the beginning, and Francis and Bridget have seen countless scenes of various survivors fighting with the undead or being slaughtered by the undead along the way.

Even at the sight of this terrible scene, Bridget doesn't have any mood swings now, at least Francis doesn't see any mood swings in her. Compared to Yang Long, the current Bridget is still immature, but she no longer has extra love to give to other irrelevant people.

Consciously by fighting the other survivors who escaped, the two quickly approached the city wall, as long as the soldiers who were fighting on the city wall knew Bridge's identity, then the three of them would be able to have a certain guarantee of survival.

"You're going to be saved, Bin. Hold on!" Silently muttering in her heart, Bridget looked at Yang Long, who was paralyzed and only occasionally convulsed to indicate that he was still alive, but there was no expression on his face that was calm and unwavering.

However, it seems that the good fortune given by God to the three of them has almost been exhausted. When Francis and Bridget ran to a distance of more than 900 meters from the city wall, a group of undead creatures numbering as many as several thousand appeared from the fork in front of the two people running, and divided into two survivors who began to slaughter the fleeing survivors.

This sudden situation caught all the survivors on this road by surprise, and it was unbearable to see for a while. Fortunately, the location of the three Francis was right at the entrance of a small alleyway, and without the slightest hesitation, the old soldier and Bridget immediately got in.

The alley was just over two meters wide, and Francis, dressed in armor, needed to keep his attention so as not to collide with the walls on either side as he ran. And because of this, at least undead creatures that are more than three meters tall and more than two meters wide do not appear in this alley.