The dust and smoke around them slowly dissipated, revealing the current situation.
Yuzi stood not far from the off-road vehicle and grinned at them hoarsely, while Qi Zhou's gun was aimed at it, and the cloud-taping sword was on his neck.
Wu Zheng on the roof of the off-road vehicle pointed the gun in his hand at Xi Guimo, and there was an indescribable chill behind Wu Zheng, and he met the cold eyes of the fat man when he looked sideways.
As for Su Jiang, he stared at the ground blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wu Zheng glanced around, pursed the corners of his lips, and said, "What do you mean, take the sword away from the ensign!"
Xi Guimo ignored Wu Zheng's words, but patted Qi Zhou on the neck with the Tayun Sword, and said again, "Put down the gun, otherwise you won't hear it again."
Qi Zhou felt cold on his back, sweating on his forehead, but stubbornly refused to put down his gun, "The one in front is just a mutant beast, you can't leave the weapon."
Qi Zhou thought that they didn't know that the animal opposite was a mutant beast. Although they didn't know the purpose of the mutant beast to help them, it didn't prevent them from being vigilant about this beast.
"Are you sure?" Xi Guimo's eyes narrowed. The cloud-taping sword in his hand had cut through Qi Zhou's neck, and red blood gurgled out.
The smell of blood can spread far away, and zombies can distinguish between the blood of the same kind and different kinds, and now a new batch of gatherings has begun.
Qi Zhou found that even if he had said the identity of the mutant beast, the little girl behind him still didn't have a surprised tone, and his heart sank a little.
"Do you know this mutant beast?" Wu Zheng said tentatively, swallowing the dry saliva in his mouth with some difficulty.
The fat man snorted coldly, and the only power that recovered was locked in Wu Zheng at this time, "I don't know if you don't know your shit, let me put the gun down!"
"Save you in vain, I don't know good people!" The fat man spit on the ground with a sarcasm on his face.
Wu Zheng Qi Zhou: "..."
The two of them immediately took off their guards, and sat leaning on the off-road vehicle with a tired face, breathing heavily, and their hearts beating fiercely.
God knows how thrilling they are this night.
The grapefruit came out of the dust and smoke, bringing a strong smell of blood, and its hair was stained with rancid blood and meat foam from the zombies, and the two front paws were the most dense.
Xi Guimo received the sword, frowned at it, and said after a long while: "Fatty, give it a bucket of ice water."
Fatty: "..." Do you hurt each other
Grapefruit: "..." Laozi... Forbearance!
Fatty looked at Yuzi and then at Xi Guimo. Finally, he obediently poured a bucket of ice water on Yuzi, washed away the dirt on it, and squeezed out the abilities that he finally recovered.
Su Jiang ran to the side of Yuzi, reached out his hand to touch the beard next to his cheek, and then ran back to Xi Guimo's side, clutching her clean clothes corners.
After Wu Zheng and Qi Zhou were relieved, they asked aloud: "Who on earth are you...?"
"Don't worry about it, just ordinary people." Without waiting for others to speak, the fat man answered first.
Wu Zheng chuckled, "Ordinary people are not as powerful as you, and they even...get acquainted with mutant beasts."
With that said, Wu Zheng turned his head and glanced at a depressed look, licking the grapefruits that had been washed clean but still wet hair, and said: "You are not afraid that this mutant beast will bite you back then?"
"Although the beasts are good, they are not comparable to us, are they of the same kind?"
"For each other, although humans are good, they are not as loyal as beasts, are they?"