The cold wind turned behind him, and Qiu Du turned around and kicked the person on the thigh hard, and this kick broke the person's thigh bone.

"Ahh

"What are you doing, give it to Lao Tzu!" Brother Luo, who had been cut by Qiu Dao's wrist just now, tore a strip of cloth to wrap the wound out of nowhere, looked at Qiu Dao with a hideous face, stretched out his hand and pulled out a long knife, and then took the brunt of the attack on Qiu Du.

It seems that he is not stupid! Knowing that the sound of gunfire will attract zombies, he is not impulsive enough to take out a gun and face Qiu.

"Hmph, waste," with a cold snort, Qiu Du took advantage of the situation and threw Ye Fan behind him, and then flicked the Tang knife and attacked Brother Luo who rushed over.

"Hammer"

"Smack"

The two weapons slammed into each other fiercely, and with just a little force, Brother Luo's long knife was directly broken.

"Bang" kicked on Brother Luo's lower abdomen, and Qiu Du swung the knife on Brother Luo's neck, but he didn't cut his throat, but squinted at him for a while, and then waved the Tang knife.

With a sound of "brush", the hand that Luo Ge had just touched Qiu Du's hand fell from his body with his arm attached.

"Ahh

"Wow-"

Brother Luo screamed, covering his broken arm wound, and wailed on the ground, at the same time, Ling Xing'er also screamed, turned her head and didn't dare to look at it again, even if she had seen countless zombies and dead people, but she still had no way to accept this bloody scene.

"Sure enough, it's a waste," coldly watching Brother Luo wailing on the ground, Qiu Du frowned, and said coldly, turning his eyes to look at the few people that Brother Luo was carrying, and there was no trace of arc at the corner of his lips.

"If any of you still want to go up, come up together! ”

"No, no, no, we don't dare, you spare us! spare us!" As soon as Qiu's voice fell, a man couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt on the ground, snot and tears flowed down together, crying was miserable.

"Yes, yes, we don't dare, we don't dare, you can spare us!" Seeing this formation, several other people also came back to their senses, and knelt down one after another and began to beg for mercy.

"Hmph, a big waste, a bunch of small wastes under his hands," Qiu Du's brows furrowed even more sternly at a few people who begged for mercy, and then said in a cold voice.

A few people didn't dare to squeak in opposition, but they just looked at Qiu Du with blank eyes, and when he reacted, Brother Luo's wailing continued, constantly beating the eardrums of several people, entering the hearts of several people, and cold sweat continued to flow down.

Qiu Du glanced at a few people, then turned around and took Ye Fan's hand and said, "Let's go." ”

A few people kneeling on the ground looked at each other, but they didn't dare to make any moves, although they couldn't believe that Qiu Du would let them go like this, but they still knelt on the ground honestly, for fear that Qiu Du would come back and kill them if he was uncomfortable.

Holding Ye Fan's hand, Qiu Du inserted the Tang knife back into the scabbard on his back, then glanced at Ye Fan and said, "Let's go! ”

"Okay, but ......" Ye Fan was actually very happy that Qiu Du would hold his hand and was very willing to go home, but his only relative in the world was still behind, how could he go!

Ye Fan looked back at Ling Xing'er, who was standing not far away, it didn't matter, he actually saw Brother Luo pull out a pistol from his body at a glance, and then pointed at the back of Qiu Du's heart.

"Be careful!"

"Bang-"