"Uh-uh-uh. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info. ”

"Roar!!

The four zombies exuded a low hoarse voice in their throats, followed by a high-pitched roar, feeling the two delicacies delivered to the door, Wuwu and Jing Kezhu, and excitedly made the zombies throw away the internal organs pulled out of their hands and rushed towards Wuwu.

"Wow!!"

Blood splashed, black blood sprayed wildly with brain flowers, and the light blue sword in Wuwu's hand was directly inserted into the eyebrows of the zombie who rushed up first, relying on the peerless sharpness of forgetting sorrow, Wuwu did not use two points of strength to penetrate the head of the zombie who bore the brunt without suspense.

Zombies don't stop and wait for you when you're attacking others. At the same time, the zombie behind the zombie also pounced directly, and the whirring wind hit, and after becoming a zombie, he became a little sharp, and his nails were about to be caught.

Although there was a trace of panic, he did not lose his calm, and it was indeed a little sudden to encounter zombies around the corner, but he was also a little prepared.

didn't hurry to wave the forgetfulness in his hand again, it was too slow, he quickly carried Jing Kezhu to the side and avoided it, and kicked the knee of the nearest zombie fiercely, and when he heard a "click", the zombie's entire calf was suddenly twisted and broken.

In the past three months of sword practice, Old Man Li has taught a lot of fighting skills without worry, such as the moment in front of him, when the enemy is attacking, the opponent's strength is tense to a certain extent, and then suddenly attacks a certain joint support point······ The zombie's calf is twisted and dislocated throughout.

The left fist of the left hand, which was originally clenched into a fist, opened out in the shape of a knife, and slashed horizontally.

"Click!"

Cervical vertebrae rupture.

Ancient martial arts, Li's hand knife.

The rank of hand knife is already familiar to people, but it is not easy to achieve this effect without the teaching and practice of experienced predecessors.

The remaining two zombies were too rushed because they were in too much of a hurry, and they were blocked by the zombies that Carefree had just solved with a hand knife and did not stop in time, and because they were about to pounce on Worry-free, they all fell to the ground because they were about to pounce on Worry-free.

Worry-free looked at the two zombies that fell to the ground, and he was not in a hurry, he felt quite good, and he felt that he had played an extraordinary sword flower tonight, and then he swung his sword again.

"Wow!!"

A sound of forgetting sorrow sounded.

With a flash of sword light, a huge head was slashed by the sword and flew straight into the air, and the third zombie was directly beheaded!

In his hand, he forgot his sorrow and went unabated, and waved it at the fourth zombie without stopping, the blade of the sword blurred, the front grip turned into a reverse grip, and the blade pierced into the temple of the fourth zombie, dust returned to dust, soil returned to earth, and everything was settled.

In this way, the four zombies that I met around the corner were all ambushed.

Following the old man Li to practice swords for three months, Worry-free not only learned a certain amount of swordsmanship, but also some simple and practical ancient martial arts, although it is not a complete understanding, but it can also be said that practice makes perfect, coupled with the practice and adaptation of this day since the end of the world, Worry-free can now also learn to a certain extent to put it into practice, not to the beginning of the end of the world, just thinking about quickly stabbing the sword into the head of the zombie.

Some regrets let Jing Kezhu close his eyes, he didn't see his own martial arts just now, if Jing Kezhu witnessed the whole process, would he fall in love with himself, throw himself into a hug, and give birth to a monkey for himself?

Tut-tut。。。。。。。

However, the seemingly relaxed and freehand battle is not as casual as it seems, and the consumption of physical strength by this ancient martial art is also amazingly terrifying, requiring extremely high explosive power and full attention, requiring the whole body muscles to be controlled to the limit and exerting force at the same time, and every palm and foot consumes a lot of physical strength!

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Wu Wu's forehead, both the physical exertion of the previous accelerated march and the martial arts just now.

All right.... In the future, if Jing Kezhu doesn't watch himself shine on the side, it's better not to show it easily.

Around the corner, the smell of gunpowder and blood, which the special operations soldiers had clearly fought, filled the senses of smell, and bullet casings were scattered everywhere.

It seems that these special operations soldiers have just passed here, but it stands to reason that ordinary zombies will not cause damage to these battle-hardened special operations soldiers, and I don't know why the special operations soldiers paid a full two sacrifices.

Just as he was thinking about it, a continuous roar of zombies came from ahead.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar. A group of zombies suddenly appeared around the corner not far ahead.

Not good!!

Worry-free secretly said badly, hurriedly looked for a place to hide, just a dozen steps away is a three-star hotel, hurriedly rushed into the hotel with Jing Kezhu on his back, ran to a room with an open door on the second floor of the hotel, closed the door and hid.

Worry-free, gasping for breath by the window, rested while observing the condition of the room.

This is not a guest room, but a storage room dedicated to storing clean daily necessities. All kinds of disposable items, towels and bedding, slippers and bedspreads are neatly stacked here, and in the middle of the room there is a sanitary cart, which is full of supplies that need to be cleaned, and it seems that it has not had time to send it out, and there are a few blood stains on the changed sheets like plum blossoms········ Well, carefree is blind.

There was no blood in the entire room except for a few spots of plum blossom blood, and it seemed that no one had entered the room since the outbreak of Resident Evil.

The moonlight outside the window is exceptionally soft, and it seems out of place in this hellish world on earth.

After resting, Carefree suddenly found that his speed and strength seemed to increase slightly, maybe it was an illusion, Carefree said secretly in his heart.

"Uh-uh······"

The voice of the zombie group came from the street, and no two people were found.

Jing Kezhu had already opened his eyes, and the two of them were nervous, and only each other's heartbeats could be heard in the small room.

A few minutes later, the zombie group was far away, and the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief, only to find that their backs were already covered with cold sweat.

"Hassle-free。。。。。。 Jing Kezhu's weak voice came.

Wu Wu thought that Jing Kezhu's wound had deteriorated, and asked nervously, "Kezhu, what's wrong?"

"I just... A problem was identified. Jing Kezhu said weakly, a little hesitant, just like every time he finished the exam before, the head teacher Wang Zhiguo first called Jing Kezhu to the office and asked her to read the report card first, after learning the worry-free results, Jing Kezhu came back hesitantly and didn't know whether to say it or not, as if saying it would hit the confidence of worry-free.

But Xiao Nizi couldn't hide the words in her heart, every time she saw Jing Kezhu looking at her evasive eyes, in order to untie the knot in her heart, she had to take the initiative to ask: "It's the second again?"

"Hmmm... How do you know?"

To be honest, worry-free is really a bit convincing to Li Qiang, he can be the penultimate in every exam, and he is even more convinced of himself, every time his results are above Li Qiang's results, which happens to be the second-to-last.

So much so that a few die-hard friends such as Xing Wuchou, whose grades fluctuate occasionally, often use their exam rankings to ridicule themselves.

With a sigh in his heart, he knew that such a time was gone, and said, "Say it." ”

Jing Kezhu said as if a big stone had fallen from the bottom of his heart: "I was thinking, we have always wanted to go to the hospital to see my injuries, but what if the doctors in the hospital also become zombies?"

Worry-free: "······"