"Follow me!" Wu Fan glanced at Zhao Qiuya deeply, turned around and walked towards the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The nine zombies in the past just now have disappeared, the corridor is empty, Wu Fan is in front, Zhao Qiuya is behind, the two of them walk lightly along the wall, after turning two corners, a door appeared at the end of the passage, and the white light shot in through the crack in the door, it was about eleven o'clock at noon.

When the two came to the door, Wu Fan raised his hand to stop Zhao Qiuya behind him, slowly pushed the door open a little, and looked out along the gap.

Outside the door is not a street, but an alley, the entrance of the employee passage cannot be located in the front of the mall, after looking at the left and right sides, confirming that there are no zombies outside the door, Wu Fan pushed the door open a little more, and looked towards the two ends of the alley.

One end is a dead end, and the other end is also a dead end, because there are more than 20 zombies gathered there, completely blocking the already small alley entrance.

Wu Fan retracted his body, Zhao Qiuya kept staring behind him, sensing that Wu Fan had retreated, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"There are zombies outside!" Wu Fan frowned, quickly recalling the emergency escape map of the mall he had seen, there were thirteen entrances and exits in this mall, six of which were on the side of the store, two were employee entrances and exits, four were in the underground parking lot, and one was an unloading platform.

At present, the only thing closest to them is the unloading platform, but usually the unloading platform is closed, unless there happens to be a truck, then only the door of the store is the closest, and the other employee entrance and exit have to bypass the entire mall, at the other end of the mall. The underground parking lot is also a staircase, and the distance is not close.

"Change an exit!" Thinking of this, Wu Fan walked back decisively, Zhao Qiuya looked at the gate close at hand, and was about to chase Wu Fan, when she suddenly found that Wu Fan, who had already walked four or five steps, retreated back.

Without waiting for her to ask, Wu Fan looked at the dark passage with a bad face. "There's a zombie coming. ”

"What should I do then?" Zhao Qiuya looked left and right, because it was close to the entrance of the passage, there was no place to hide except for a room similar to a porter, and there was only a table and a chair in that gatehouse, on the table was a punch card machine, and there was an employee attendance card hanging on the wall. It is possible to get under the table, but it is useless because there are only four legs under the table.

"I can't say I can only fight it!" Wu Fan took off his backpack and wanted to give it to Zhao Qiuya to hold, but after thinking about it, he still put it at her feet. "Wait for me here, I'll be right back!"

"You, where are you going?" Zhao Qiuya looked at the passage and asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, they didn't come so soon, stay here and don't move!" Wu Fan patted the hand on his sleeve, put the baseball bat on his shoulder, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Zhao Qiuya looked at Wu Fan who walked from darkness to light, at this moment her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, only to see Wu Fan standing outside the gate, facing the alley and pointing the stick forward with one hand, the corners of her mouth curled up with a fearless smile, the door was closed again at this time, and the figure that emitted a glimmer of light also disappeared behind the door.

Wu Fan deliberately pushed the door out of the ring, just to attract the attention of the zombies gathered at the entrance of the alley, and standing at the door and pointing the stick at the zombies was also to give the other party time to find himself and rush over, his purpose was nothing more than to let these twenty or so zombies get away from each other, so that he could save some physical strength.

When the zombies are gathered, it is difficult for him to kill them all in one round, maybe he will have to run an extra lap, and only by letting them spread out can he make it easier for him to attack.

The zombies who heard the sound were really attracted by Wu Fan's fresh food, and no one gave orders, and more than two dozen zombies roared and rushed towards the mouth of the alley.

'Click......' The sound like popping beans sounded from Wu Fan's body, and in the next second, Wu Fan, who was standing in place, suddenly disappeared, and three gray shadows interspersed from the middle and both sides of the zombies, and interspersed back in the blink of an eye, when the gray shadows disappeared, and Wu Fan's figure appeared outside the gate of the passage again, the heads of the zombies who were still running in the alley suddenly exploded one by one, and the bodies that rushed forward jumped backwards and fell several meters away.

Wu Fan looked at the zombies who fell to the ground, handed the stick to his left hand, and shook his right hand to push open the door beside him, because it was the first time to perform the Dragon God Nine Transformations without True Qi, he could not accurately grasp the coordination between the force and acceleration of the swing stick, so the shock force after the first five sticks were swung out made the wrist suffer a little contusion, but the back ten sticks completely mastered the use of speed and force.

"Let's go!" Wu Fan picked up his backpack from the ground, and Zhao Qiuya, who hadn't reacted yet, walked out of the gate and strode towards the alley.

Zhao Qiuya looked at the more than two dozen headless zombies lying on the ground, and looked at Wu Fan in shock. "You killed them all?"

"No, they're suicides!" Wu Fan joked while looking up and looking around, the absence of zombies in the alley does not mean that there will be no zombies falling from the sky.

"You, are you a martial artist?" Zhao Qiuya said in surprise.

Wu Fan's heart moved, and he pretended not to understand and asked, "What martial artist?"

A hint of disappointment flashed on Zhao Qiuya's face. "You're really not a martial artist?"

"Is the martial artist very powerful?" Wu Fan pulled Zhao Qiuya out of the alley, and turned to the right without hesitation, just when he killed the zombies just now, he had already observed the street outside the alley, although he didn't know where the right side led, but there were also zombies at another alley hundreds of meters away on the left.

Zhao Qiuya seemed to have forgotten the situation at this time, and let Wu Fan pull it, explaining with a longing expression. "Of course they are powerful, they can fly the eaves and walk the wall, they can go to the sky and the earth, and they can also fight against ten thousand, if there were a few warriors here at this time, these zombies would have been killed a long time ago. ”

"Since they are so powerful, why didn't they come?" Wu Fan pulled Zhao Qiuya to hide behind a passenger car that fell on the side of the road, and looked ahead, several zombies were originally wandering on the street, as if they heard Zhao Qiuya's voice, and were stopping to look this way.

"Warriors are very mysterious, they come and go without a trace, I haven't seen them with my own eyes when I'm so old, if I can meet them, I must take a photo with them, let them sign for me, and then ...... Then ......" Zhao Qiuya thought hard for a long time, but she didn't think of what to do 'then'.

"Martial artists may not be as good as you think, and you may be disappointed when you really see them!" Wu Fan turned his head to look at Zhao Qiuya, who was frowning and contemplating, and shook his head.

Martial artists are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they will have an ugly side, and the level of martial arts does not mean that the quality of their character is good or bad! Just like the truth that rich people are not necessarily good people!

In their eyes, ordinary people are like ants on the side of the road, he can throw a steamed bun to feed to the ants when he is in a good mood, anyway, it is a gesture, and the ants who get the steamed buns think they are good people and will go around to promote them. They may also stomp on an ant when they are in a bad mood, just because the ant is in their tracks, and the ant who is trampled to death knows that they are not good people, but they can't say it.

A halo is always a halo, and those with a halo are not necessarily diamonds, and sun-dried donkey dung eggs will shine just as well in the sun.

At this time, Zhao Qiuya was obviously the ant, and she retorted a little unwillingly: "No, their martial arts are so high, they can easily help others, how can they not be good people?"

Wu Fan only felt a headache, this kind of theory that was close to idiocy had he also heard in his previous life. 'He's so rich, he must not be a bad guy!'

Wu Fan knew that he would not be able to change Zhao Qiuya's mind for a while, and he didn't have the patience to break it up and crumple it to teach the other party a lesson. "Okay, they're good people, but now the good guys won't come to save you, let's think about how we can survive!" )