A few people were blocked at the window, and the people on the opposite side obviously saw them.
There are too many zombies, there are already zombies breaking the door, they are a little bit unable to resist, so someone waved at them.
"Hey!!"
"Opposite, help me!!"
Everyone knows that the other party may not be a good person, but when they are about to stop the zombies, does it still matter
Zhao Yingjun was quite excited: "Boss, they are asking for help for us."
Chuzheng put down the telescope and looked at him coldly: "What did you say?"
"They gave us... I didn't hear anything." Zhao Yingjun changed his words: "I didn't hear anything."
Chuzheng looked away in satisfaction.
The boss is unwilling to keep this busy, and the others don't dare to say anything.
Everyone pretended not to hear and continued to watch the play. The person on the other side was in a hurry, from the first call for help to the scolding at the back.
"Now in this world, it's normal to not save, why are they still scolding people?" Zhi Kai was dissatisfied.
"Then you have to curse back."
"No... no." Zhi Kai was a coward.
Chuzheng, who really wanted to swear back at it: "..."
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The zombies heard the movement, and more and more came in, blocking the other side.
The resort is in a retro style, most of which are wooden buildings, including doors... The wooden doors can't stop the scratching of so many zombies. Seeing that the zombies are about to destroy the door and enter, suddenly someone shoots Chuzheng with bullets on their side.
There was a row of withered plants outside the house, bullets shattered flower pots made of porcelain, and the loud noise attracted the attention of the zombies.
"Grass!"
Branch snorted lowly.
"These people are sick!"
"The zombies are coming towards us!"
"These bastards!"
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When the people on the opposite side saw the effect, they immediately divided their firepower, kept hitting the opposite side, made noises, and scattered some zombies.
"Jin Ling, you are still smart." Someone gave Jin Ling a thumbs up.
Jin Ling looked serious: "Don't be distracted, get out of trouble first."
Some people said weakly: "Are we doing this..."
"It was they who didn't save us first. If that's the case, don't blame us." Jin Ling's voice was inexplicably gloomy: "Or do you want to die here?"
"… "
The man stopped talking.
No one else said a word, and concentrated on dealing with the zombies below.
Jin Ling glanced at the opposite side, the zombies had already arrived there, but because there was not much movement there, the zombies wanted to come back here.
Jin Ling immediately aimed there, made a bigger movement, and led the zombies over.
She's been having more frequent dreams lately.
It seems to be urging her to kill her quickly.
otherwise…
Otherwise she will die.
Jin Ling tried to aim at the window, but there was no one there, so she couldn't kill her directly...
"Why are those zombies back?"
Jin Ling was pulled back to reality by the sound, she looked down, and the zombies that had just passed were coming back one after another.
what happened
These zombies...
Why more than before
"There are also zombies over there, no, we can't keep it!"
"I'm out of bullets."
"I'm gone too."
In the chaos, Jin Ling heard someone shouting that a zombie was coming.
She was dragged to another room, and Jin Ling didn't recover until she was pushed against the window.
"Jump down!"
Jin Ling looked down and saw that there were also zombies below, but not as many there.
"I… "
The people behind heard the zombies coming up, how could they care so much, and immediately pushed the golden bell down.
Jin Ling was not ready, was pushed down like this, fell to the ground, and his head was stunned.
When someone pulled her, Jin Ling felt the pain in her legs.
"pain… "
Jin Ling's tears came down.
"It hurts... my leg..."
"Hurry up!" The person pulling Jinling stared at the zombies around, sweating profusely: "Get up quickly."
Jin Ling covered her leg, her face was pale in pain, and she didn't have the strength to speak.
The person who was pulling Jin Ling dragged Jin Ling several times, and found that he couldn't carry her, so he let go of her decisively and ran in one direction.
"You..." Jin Ling was so painful when she moved, she could only watch the man run away.
There were still people resisting upstairs, but more screams.
There were also people who climbed up the window and were dragged back before they jumped down. A viscous liquid fell from the air on Jin Ling's face, and the tip of his nose was full of blood.
"Hoohoho!"
In Jin Ling's sight, the zombies were approaching, she supported her body and moved back with difficulty.
Is she going to die here
Should not be!
Jin Ling looked at the building opposite, and could only see a window of that building. There was someone standing beside the window.
Although Jin Ling couldn't see who it was, she gave her the answer from the bottom of her heart.
It must be her standing there.
Obviously she has worked so hard to change, why is she still killed by her in the end
Is this his destiny
There was no way for Jin Ling to retreat, and despair and hatred gradually filled her eyes. She was not reconciled.
"Roar… "
The stench of the zombie floated, and Jin Ling even felt that the zombie's teeth were biting on his leg.
boom-
Jin Ling thought that he was dead, but the zombie suddenly fell to the ground.
Jin Ling's pupils were slightly widened, staring at the fallen zombie, and she did not recover for a long time.
bang bang bang —
The sound of bullets and explosions kept ringing, and Jin Ling saw a car coming in. The people in the car were well-equipped. Wherever they passed, zombies were no longer a threat.
not dead…
She is not dead.
After Jin Ling's huge fear, there was a slightly distorted smile on her face, and God is still facing her!
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When Chuzheng saw someone appear, let her zombies run first.
[Miss, this is not your style. 】The king can't help but talk cheap.
Chuzheng: What is my style
[… Shouldn’t you copy the knife now? 】This is your style, just do it if you don't like it!
Chuzheng: Am I sick
【… 】I think there is, and he is not very ill. The king didn't dare to say it, and said very against his heart: [Miss, how can you be sick. 】
Chuzheng: Then what am I going to do? Haven't you seen people with heavy weapons
This group of people is menacing, well-equipped, and some heavy weapons. At first glance, it is not a temporary team assembled in bulk.
She is not afraid, but zombies are all mortal bodies, so what else is left
After finally collecting such zombies, how can they let them die here
Surely it can't be done without running and waiting to die
【… 】
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that Miss Sister actually weighs the loss first, and then thinks about whether she can win or not, and then decides whether to go on or not.
When she can't win, she can shamelessly turn around and run—sometimes she's too lazy to do it, so run first to save trouble.
The king's account is a bit of a headache, and I hope that the young lady will think more about how to lose her family, instead of these messy things.