"Lizhen, I'll help you untie the ropes first."

Lu Ran shouted Lizhen's name, and hurried over there to help her untie the rope behind her.

"Lizhen, wake up, we'll leave right away."

Lizhen still didn't wake up, but the blanket on her body slipped down, revealing her body covered in bruises.

"Lizhen, really don't sleep, come with me......" Lu Ran quickly closed his eyes and fumbled to cover Lizhen with the blanket again.

"Lizhen, offended."

In the last breath, Lu Ran hugged Li Zhen, and in the next breath he suddenly stopped.

Lizhen's body is as soft as a dead fish.

Lizhen's eyes couldn't be opened anymore.

"Lizhen!"

Although Lu Ran didn't want to, this name still shouted out of Lu Ran's mouth like a heartbreak.

……

Dasha Cheng soon appeared at the door.

Li Xiaoyu clenched the gun in his hand again.

Dasha Cheng's face has always been not very good-looking, but at this moment, it is even more gloomy, revealing a smiling face that only appears in shoddy horror movies, and said, "Little foolish brother, you mean the boss called you?"

"Yes, when Brother Long, Brother Tiger, Brother Yanzi, and Brother Yan were together, they called me here." Li Xiaoyu nodded, and at the same time silently counted the number of the other party, counting Dasha Cheng, the front door was just twenty people.

"You...... Wait for me...... Confirm it." Dasha Cheng took out a "big brother" and dialed a number.

Doodoo ......

No one answered.

The three horses after the end of mahjong should be making up for sleep at this time.

Dasha Cheng's tone is quite polite, that is, his words are a little vague, "Little foolish brother...... Brother, look...... See...... No one answered the phone...... words, or ...... This...... So, you're going to go back first, and come back later?"

Li Xiaoyu smiled, "But Brother Yanzi ordered me to take over this place, if I delay what Big Brother wants to do, can you afford it?"

"He...... What does he want you to do?" Dasha Cheng was already a little hesitant, but he was still vigilant.

"You want me to take care of the woman you got back from the hospital last night, it's my sister." Li Xiaoyu simply got straight to the point.

Hearing the word "sister", Dasha Cheng seemed to wake up from a dream, glanced at his subordinates, and did not admit it, "Sister...... Younger sister? It's all guys, and there's a fantasy, so if you say women, women, women, they're all here."

Dasha waved his hand, and two scantily clad sisters flashed behind him, scratching their heads at Li Xiaoyu.

"Whether there is my sister or not, I, as our Hongsheng straw sandals, go in and take a look, rest, Brother Cheng, you shouldn't object, right?" Li Xiaoyu took a step and pretended to go inside.

In fact, he pricked up his ears, listening to the movement inside, and wondering if Lu Ran had succeeded.

"No. This is the storehouse!"

Dasha moved into a body shape and took a step forward, Li Xiaoyu felt that the ground in front of him trembled twice, and then the group of people behind him also drew their knives and guns and surrounded them.

"Dasha Cheng, you're a little uninteresting like this." Li Xiaoyu did not back down, but aimed his gun at Dasha Cheng.

"Hehehe." Dasha Cheng suddenly laughed, stretched out a huge hand, and held Li Xiaoyu's thin barrel, "Don't don't say that brother is not interesting enough, brother, I'm done, it's over, you can go back."

Li Xiaoyu didn't understand his words for a while, but just looked around, and saw that the eyes of several of Dashacheng's subordinates were complicated, and they seemed to have some guilt or fear.

A bad thought exploded in my heart.

Then, he heard a heart-rending shout, which was Lu Ran's voice.

"Lizhen!"

Lizhenli Zhenli Zhen

Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli -

Lizhen!

Li Xiaoyu's body and mind were occupied by the word and again, and then he saw a person, agile like a cheetah, rushing out of the warehouse.

The man was holding what looked like a tree branch in his hand, and he was killing people in a skillful posture that Li Xiaoyu couldn't understand.

In the blink of an eye, three or five people fell to the ground.

"Li Xiaoyu, shoot!"

The man finally approached, with tears and blood on his face and a fire burning in his eyes.

Li Xiaoyu's shouting for Li Zhen finally stopped, and he understood what was probably happening, the gun in his hand, no longer hesitated, banged two shots, and bullets with anger shot out one after another.

It's just that the barrel of his gun is still in Dasha Cheng's hand, although Dasha Cheng didn't expect someone to kill behind him, but he reacted very quickly, raised his arm up, first let Li Xiaoyu's two shots miss, and then kicked Li Xiaoyu in the abdomen, and at the same time made a grip with the other hand, to grab the gun in Li Xiaoyu's hand.

Li Xiaoyu's skills are not bad, he took advantage of the situation to retreat, his hand flashed to the side, and he rolled on the ground, although the gun was taken off, it did not fall into the hands of Dasha Cheng.

Dasha Cheng saw that Li Xiaoyu had taken off his gun, so he stopped paying attention to him and turned his attention to Lu Ran.

Just when he and Li Xiaoyu pulled this trick and a half, the person who came out of it had almost put down all his brothers, even the two girls.

With a wave of his hand, the two subordinates held their rifles and walked towards Li Xiaoyu.

Dasha turned around and actually pulled out a sword from his pants.

A rapier. A sword that is truly the Taoist priest of this world.

At this time, Lu Ran snatched the submachine gun in the hands of one person and smashed it in front of Li Xiaoyu with extreme accuracy.

"Li Xiaoyu, take care of yourself!"

After saying this, he put down another of Dasha Cheng's subordinates, raised his head, and saw the iron-blue lifeless face again.

"Good...... Good, good."

Dasha Cheng grunted, and he had already drawn his sword.

A hand the size of a kettle and a sword the thickness of one of his fingers.

Dasha Cheng practiced Bajiquan, and felt that Bajiquan was not ruthless enough, so he practiced this set of zombie swordsmanship.

The sword wind was lifeless, as if he had drawn a dead word in front of Lu Ran.

Lu Ran was originally going for the huge strength he had that night, wanting to fight him as close as possible, so he collided with the blade of the sword instead, and the Sherlock Holmes head on the T-shirt was cut in half.

"This swordsmanship is okay." Lu Ran saw through this set of swordsmanship at a glance, the routine of zombie swordsmanship is to imitate the zombie chasing people, chasing the smell of people, running without rules, rushing blindly, rushing desperately, as long as the target is still there, he will keep rushing.

A sea of corpses and bones, and finally drowned the other party with despair.

But Lu Ran is not afraid of this.

Lu Ran also rushed, rushing at Dashacheng's sword, and at the sea of corpses and bones.

Died 10,000 times anyway.

Anyway, I don't know if I can do it again after I die this time (if I die, I can do it again, that's not bad).

Anyway, here today, I must avenge Lizhen.