In front of the light rail station, in order to avoid being wrapped in dumplings by the "infected", Yang Xiaohai immediately made a decision, took the initiative to separate from the black-clothed people, and turned on the mode of attracting monsters. Soon, he pulled away most of the hatred. Only ran a dozen meters away, and the army of all kinds of "infected" followed Yang Xiaohai and changed their path.

The ordinary "infected" were reluctant, driven by the mutated "infected", and slowly chased after him. Yang Xiaohai riveted his strength and walked quickly through the streets and vehicles. Don't distinguish between east and west, north and south, where there are few monsters, drill wherever you go. Due to his swift movements, he was in a stalemate with the pursuers behind him for a while.

So, around the black-clad security building, a noisy "black dragon" rolled bigger and bigger in the street.

As the "dragon head", Yang Xiaohai swept his eyes, and the black pupils really followed. Whether it's fast or slow, running or jumping, the little girl is always half a position behind. As time passed, Yang Xiaohai's forehead gradually sweated. Originally, it took a few hundred meters to adjust the direction, but now the streets are full of "infected people".

Seeing those tall figures gradually getting closer, Yang Xiaohai became more and more nervous. Ordinary "infected people" are slow, but they block almost all streets, so that the space for movement is getting smaller and smaller. "If it goes on like this, sooner or later the game will be over."

While running, Yang Xiaohai was dual-minded, turned his head and begged with a crying face to the black pupil: "Ancestor, if you don't make a move, your blood bag will be finished again!" Although he was rushing, his expression was still relaxed. With a light touch of your toes, you can "slide" out of the snow for several meters. Although he is also running, the black pupils have long hair flying, relaxed and elegant, and a graceful posture.

Hei Tong first shook back a few locks of long hair in front of him, then rolled his eyes, and finally said unhurriedly: "Aren't you dead?" Yang Xiaohai suddenly stumbled, and just wanted to go back, but was interrupted by the oncoming black shadow. As soon as his head was deflected, one hand was pinched in his hand.

I just felt that the thing was slippery and greasy, and it was very elastic when I pinched it. He pushed hard into his arms, and he saw a dark red strip of flesh with transparent mucus sticking to it. The sound of "popping" behind him is almost catching up with firecrackers. When he turned his head, it turned out to be a monster on all fours and covered in skin, and spit out a long "tongue" at him.

"What the hell!" Yang Xiaohai's palm was forced, and the tip of his tongue shattered into a mess of rotten meat. The monster retracted its "tongue" into its mouth, but the crawling figure did not hesitate. It climbed onto the side bus extremely quickly. With one of his limbs, his whole body flew up in the air and rushed towards Yang Xiaohai again. The long tongue was like a steel whip, and it quickly wrapped around Yang Xiaohai's neck.

"Poof", the bone knife cut the long disgusting thing into several pieces. I saw a remote alley on the side of the road, and plunged into it. “

'Licker', huh? Beat the dog and don't look at the owner! We can't afford to mess with things that don't have an IQ! Ancestor, you better hide, in case you get trapped, we will become a pair of salmon. ”

The black pupil followed Yang Xiaohai over the fence of the alley and landed in a relatively wide outdoor parking lot. "What do you mean?" "It's boring. It's just that you can't die with me. If you are surrounded by this group of guys, then you must be gnawed by me, I have you. ”

As soon as the words came out, Yang Xiaohaiden's hands and feet were numb: that nasty feeling came again. He fell straight forward, and crashed into a silver-gray car.

Fortunately, half of Yang Xiaohai's body fell on the saddle, and the unlucky lower body was stuck outside the car. Not only that, but he also saw the owner of the car - an ordinary "infected" with teeth and claws fixed by a seat belt.

Yang Xiaohai lay on the back seat, no matter how the infected person writhed, he couldn't reach himself. Yang Xiaohai was a little envious: You said that this "weak chicken" can stretch his limbs, why is it that I can only move my fingers when I am strong? Suddenly, there was a murmur that could not distinguish between men and women.

Yang Xiaohai no longer paid attention to the car owner and raised his ears. The murmur was soft, but soon the general was buzzing. Waves of sound continued to stack on top of each other, and finally the whole world resounded with a humming chant. Yang Xiaohai listened for a long time and pouted - he didn't understand a word.

Just as he was wondering, the soft and cold voice of the black pupil came from the sky: "God...... Chime...... Toll! "In an instant, Sanskrit is a masterpiece! The buzzing sound shook the car Yang Xiaohai was in. The sound grew louder and louder, almost shattering the eardrums. When the Sanskrit sound was like thunder, the owner who was trapped in the car "bang", and the whole burst from the inside out.

An erodent and rancid smell penetrated into his nose irrepressibly. "Puff" blew twice, Yang Xiaohai went soft and fell off the seat.

When he got up and looked, Yang Xiaohai found the black pupil kneeling on the ground at first glance. After being stunned for a moment, Yang Xiaohai came to the side of the black pupil as if teleporting. In case an "infected" pops up next to the black pupil at this time, the equipment for picking up leaks and explosions is light. Yang Xiaohai looked down and saw that this Nizi had her eyes closed, and she didn't know whether she was faint or awake.

As soon as Yang Xiaohai raised his head again, his jaw was dislocated with a "click": with the two of them as the center, as far as the eye could see, all the infected people died with their brains! The strange tide that has just gathered, not to mention tens of thousands, at least a few thousand. With one move, the black pupils let them all rush into the street.

The air was filled with a strange fragrance that made Yang Xiaohai salivate. Wiping his saliva, he lightly pestled the shoulder of the black pupil: "Are you okay?"

The black pupil closed his eyes and opened his arms to Yang Xiaohai.

"Hey, you want me to carry it! You can't turn over old accounts, and don't say that I take advantage of you. To be honest, the master is not interested in underage! ”

Holding the black pupil's ass with both hands, feeling the elasticity behind him, Yang Xiaohai was stern. The black pupils behind him had tears in his eyes, and he squinted and yawned: "Ha......."

Although the surrounding "infected" were emptied, new figures soon emerged from a distance. Taking advantage of this rare gap, Yang Xiaohai ran into the building with black pupils on his back. More than ten seconds later, there was a "bang", and the safety door on the roof of the building flew away from the door frame. The bone knife in his arm was tucked into the flesh, and he stood on the roof.

Perhaps the center of the city corporation, the building's fire escape to the roof of the building does not take the form of a skylight, but adds another layer to the top floor. So he could run up the stairs. Before he could see the situation around him, two tongues stabbed again, in no particular order.

With a "poof", two dark red tongue tips flew past Yang Xiaohai's side, leaving not even a drop of stains. The "Heavenly Cloud Sword" protector mode has finally been turned on, and it easily cuts off the two tongues of the sneak attack without much effort. At this time, Yang Xiaohai saw two monsters lying on the ground, "sucking" and shaking their broken tongues.

Even when he was running for his life, Yang Xiaohai couldn't help but smile: "Sun thief, don't move!" The master is open! ”

The two monsters didn't give any face, waving their long, sharp nails, and lunged at him again. Not surprisingly, two large lumps of minced flesh passed by. And he didn't get a drop of blood. Hearing the crackling sound of minced flesh falling to the ground behind him, he swept left and right, and saw that the roof of the building was empty, and there was not even any clutter, let alone other threats.

He climbed over the one-meter-high guardrail and looked out of the building. The floor he stepped on was not high, only six or seven floors. Speaking of fourth-tier small cities, most residential buildings are like this. So Yang Xiaohai looked at another house more than ten meters away, ran faster and faster, and jumped off the building by stepping on the guardrail.

A black figure crossed the white earth, drawing a long arc. Yang Xiaohai successfully broke free from the shackles of the earth, and jumped from the roof of another building like a space walk. It's just that when he landed, his feet slipped, and Yang Xiaohai turned over two heels before he could stand firmly.

Before he could be proud, the murmur of black pupils sounded in his ears: "Light, press my hair." ”

Yang Xiaohai pursed his lips and held the black pupil with both hands. Aim at a broken window in a building and accelerate again. Thus, a person who constantly parkoured from building to building was born. As dangerous as it may seem, the army of the "infected" has been distanced. It wasn't until Yang Xiaohai's eyes were empty and there were no more residences that he found that he had gone around and returned to the municipal building under the company's jurisdiction.

Not far away, the black-clothed security building in Huabai City, Huaxia Guo Company, was engulfed in flames. Yang Xiaohai swallowed and foamed, grabbed a handful of snow and put it in his mouth, and ran towards the iron gate of the fire escape.

Yang Xiaohai was down-to-earth and glanced at the empty square. Looking far away, I only saw two or three big cats and small cats. The number of "infected" is small, they are scattered sporadically, and they have neither formed a scale nor mutated. Well, the parkour operation was a great success. Yang Xiaohai shook off his big stride and ran towards the city company building.

In the active state of protecting the master of the "Tiancong Cloud Sword", Yang Xiaohai ran all the way downstairs. "Hey, wake up, I've got to work with my hands." Yang Xiaohai said to the black pupils on his back. In response, it was the black pupil who wrapped her small hand around his neck and wrapped it around his neck. "Ahem", my throat is itchy, and my breathing is not very smooth, but my hands are really free.

Yang Xiaohai had no choice but to let the black pupil hang on his back, and unscrewed the hydrogen cylinder with his bare hands.

It only takes a few minutes to get out of the house and then twist the hydrogen cylinder. But several tall figures emerged from the edge of the square. The crawling sound of crabs is getting closer. Yang Xiaohai tidied up the crown of the hot air balloon so that it would not be scratched by the walls of the building.

Then he sighed, and pressed his hands again on the bouncy feet of the black pupil. Aiming in one direction, I ran "pia, pia". So, the chaotic and everything-in-one mixed army of "infected" changed direction and chased Yang Xiaohai closely.

The colorful crown of the ball is getting fuller and fuller by the hydrogen top, but it is collectively gorgeously ignored by the incomprehensible "infected......