Chapter 12: Heroes Save Beauty
Li Yuan didn't even have time to stretch out his hand to stop him, he had already floated off the stage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
In fact, speaking of which, the whole night is a show, but it is just the final finale, many of the previous opening shows are nothing more than to flaunt the value of the girls present, how can women who are unique in literature and art conquer it with a sense of accomplishment than simple skin and meat, and it is natural to open a high price of skin and meat.
Beauty and the Beast is always the best match for male hormones, and the same is true for screaming zombies.
The flesh and skin of these zombies have not yet decayed, and fresh blood can still flow out when they roar through the skin and flesh of their mouths, and they are obviously newly infected zombies. Such a zombie has not yet mutated, in addition to its great strength, its body and movement are extremely slow.
A total of ten zombies were put into the field, which seemed to be a lot of them, but these low-level things with slow pace and unstable center of gravity, for those who were cheering on the stage, any one of them didn't need hot weapons, just a military shovel, and they could all be cleaned up in less than a quarter of an hour.
But when it comes to the panicked girl in the field, it is purely facing ten naked evil ghosts. Looking at these abominable creatures, her body has been completely dominated by fear, and she may be able to slash and kill one or two zombies in a panic of extreme fear, but if she wants to live, it is a fool's dream.
This is also the wish of the boss behind the scenes, since people pay to watch the show, it is good to let others return satisfied, those outlaws can tear up the contract for profit, and let the caravan expose the corpses to the wilderness, they can't rely on the contract to eat, they should be credible.
But is it really pleasant to watch a young girl with a good face turn into a disgusting zombie dragging carrion, or be torn to pieces?
Lin Ying's floating entrance attracted the attention of most of the people in the audience.
If it were a different occasion, there would be more female spectators in the stands, and his chic appearance of wearing a hooded trench coat and a pair of knives on his back would become the dream lover of countless women.
But the occasion is wrong, the timing is wrong, it will only attract boos, no one here wants to watch the drama of heroes saving beauty, once the heart is dirty, only to see the reality that is dirtier than themselves will be comfortable. When the ugly behavior is torn off the fig leaf and revealed to the world, people will automatically close the window that belongs to their conscience, and after closing it for a long time, it will inevitably rust and never open it again.
Lin Ying ignored the noise on the stage, according to his current thoughts, it would be best for these ten zombies to mutate together, slaughter these filthy things on the stage, and reshape the order of the end times.
The newly infected zombies were a little unaccustomed to their surroundings, and while they weren't yet in the mood to be "scared", they were instinctively uneasy by the bright searchlights and the cacophony of sounds.
The end times have lasted for a hundred years, and for them, the end of the world, keeping zombies in captivity is really not a bold move. As long as it is not a short-legged duck that is kept in captivity in the biosphere, which one has not grown up in "communication" with zombies, low-level zombies have become very little threat to the end of the world when they cannot form a zombie group.
In some areas of the M51 base, it has become fashionable to tie a zombie in front of the house, which is similar to raising a dog that only cares for the home, except that the zombie is more disgusting and has a slightly stupid head, but it is first-class to bluff people.
Pushing away the master of ceremonies who came to stop him, Lin Ying drew his sword and rushed towards those zombies. Tian Xingjian rose horizontally, his hand rose and fell, it was a human head on the ground, and there was no need for any fancy actions to deal with these stupid things.
The voice of applause on the stage suddenly became lighter, and there was no mediocre talent present, and no one's status was earned with one punch and one kick. I can't appreciate the art of the wind and snow, and the eyes of the art of killing people are more vicious than the other.
Lin Ying's knife is sleek without the slightest blockage, just like every knife is stuck in the crack of the skull, Ku Ding solves the cow, nineteen years without hurting the knife, anyone can kill the cow, but whether the killing is freehand or not can taste the level of the realm.
Of course, others have no way of knowing that the two wind wing knives in Lin Ying's hands are divine weapons that sharpen iron like clay, not to mention the neck, and the inch-thick iron sheet should also be broken.
Killing ten zombies that have not even been conceived by crystal nuclei is only ten breaths of time.
He put away his knife and got up, walked over to the trembling girl and stretched out his hand.
Sophia trembled and grabbed Lin Ying's hand, deep in every girl's heart, there was a man who came to pick her up with colorful auspicious clouds. Sophia's heart had never beaten so fast that she had forgotten the fear she had at the beginning, feeling the temperature coming from the thick pad, and she just wanted to hug the man in front of her and cry bitterly.
But Lin Ying didn't give her a chance to vent her emotions, so she ran outside the field with her, and the security guard at the door only symbolically stopped her, and was forced back by Lin Ying's gaze.
This scene of heroes saving beauty ended perfectly, and the audience who did not see the duel between zombies and beauties booed as expected.
The old leader of the White Birch caravan sat in the VIP room, still smiling and groaning, without the slightest impatience. Although such a drama is unexpected, it is also reasonable.
It is not surprising that those noble people have some eccentricities, and they have never seen any kind of situation in several caravans of caravans from one base to another.
As long as the young man with the double knife on his back can deliver the right price by tomorrow night, he doesn't mind cooperating with such an ending at all.
As for how the woman who was abandoned by the broiler farm let her, he didn't care about it, she was going to die anyway.
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Li Yuan looked at the two people who ran out, his throat moved, and he was a little helpless: "Brother, aren't you embarrassed brother, I can't afford such a high price." ”
It's not that this kind of thing has never happened in these wandering caravans, but the price of the final processing is often surprisingly high, after all, it offends the audience, and to a certain extent, it also damages the credibility of the merchant group.
Li Yuan had heard about it, and in the end, that person paid a terrifying price of a purple crystal nucleus to settle the matter. He didn't know where Lin Ying got the courage to do such a stupid thing, what was the difficulty of asking for a woman? Although there were fewer foreign girls, it would not cost much money to look for them in the biosphere. An ordinary team of mercenaries who have been fighting in the wilderness for years without eating or drinking, cannot make up this number.
So much so that when he was asked about Lin Ying by Yin Lao's Tao Lao, he almost subconsciously said, "I don't know!"
"If you don't know, you have to find him out for me!"
Li Yuan's heart sank.
Seeing that his face was ugly, the old worshipper knew that he would be wrong, so he patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "It's an old man!"
Li Yuan was relieved at this time, and then licked his face and smiled: "That, Tao Lao, in fact, I know that little brother......