"Sister, why do we have to take the leather jacket?" Bai Xiaoxi hugged the bulging travel bag, and then followed Bai Ling out with satisfaction, and at the same time took the belt basket for the sword that Bai Ling made for him, imitating Bai Ling's appearance It is much more convenient to hang the sword behind your back.
In this way, you can avoid holding it in your hand all the time. Now both hands can be completely free, and it is not a problem to carry a travel bag on your back.
The longer I followed Bai Ling, the more I felt that she was a bit mysterious, and I became dependent unconsciously, as if she could withstand the sky falling.
"Leather clothing is smooth, not easy to get dirty or scratched, and the most important thing is good elasticity!" Of course, this is only for genuine leather clothing.
Bai Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, really, if there are dirty blood stains on it, just wipe it off, try the feel, it's actually better than his expensive leather jacket before.
And the good elasticity means that even if they make big moves, they won't break apart, and they won't hinder their flexibility at all. No wonder Sister Bai Ling has to come here even if she has to face hundreds of zombies.
"Where do we go now?"
Bai Ling looked out along the glass window, and there was a small 24-hour supermarket just opposite, but. . . Bai Ling squinted his eyes and looked at the things in the store. It was obviously very messy. Besides the blood stains, there were actually two hacked messy corpses of zombies. It seemed that some people were short of food at home.
"opposite!"
Listening to Bai Ling's words, following her gaze, Bai Xiaoxi also saw the 24-hour supermarket, and suddenly thought of what Bai Ling said about resting tonight, "Could it be that we spend the night there?"
Bai Ling didn't say much and was ready to go downstairs with his things, but when they passed by an office with closed doors, the door of that office suddenly opened.
Before Bai Xiaoxi moved in a hurry, the sword in Bai Ling's hand had already been pulled out, and the next second he swung it at the shadow coming out of that office.
"Hero, don't, I am a normal person, there is no mutation!"
Because of these trembling words, the sword in Bai Ling's hand stopped at the last moment, but there was a wound on the cheek of the fair-looking fat man in his thirties, and blood flowed out. His legs softened and he knelt down.
"Old Tang, are you okay!" But unexpectedly, a lot of people came out of the office one after another. Some of these people may be employees in the store, and some may be people who come here to consume. They are not dead yet.
The so-called Old Tang was that fair, fat man in his thirties, holding his cheek with a bitter face.
"It's just a broken skin!" Bai Ling directly put the sword into the sword sheath, looked at the person who was surrounded by a group of people asking for warmth, and said coldly.
"Why are you like this? You came here for no reason. Look, what you are wearing now is from Laotang's shop! You are robbing, do you know?" A 30-year-old man dressed in fashion but wearing heavy makeup The women on the left and right couldn't help yelling at Bai Ling.
The other people couldn't help but chattered when they heard it.
"No, do you know how much the leather jacket you are wearing is worth? Can you afford it?"
"Hmph, don't think that with the appearance of those man-eating monsters, the world will fall into chaos. When the police or army arrive, you must be brought to justice!"