Chu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly. The'brother' in this population was the son of the Liang family who adopted her
A little unwilling.
"My brother?" Xi Guimo frowned slightly, thinking for a while before pulling out such a person from his memory.
"If you mean Liang Ziyang and Liang Ziye, then they have nothing to do with me."
Why does she have no impression of the old Qin who rescued him
"Stop talking nonsense, if it wasn't for your brother, our team, would I be the only one to survive like this?"
"And your sister, if it weren't for her, my hand would be broken?" Old Qin shouted sternly, but still did not forget the action of restraining Qiao Lin, and did not let go.
Xi Guimo's brow furrowed tighter, his lips pressed into a straight line, and he didn't speak.
"Lao Qin!" Gong Jun whispered, taking a step forward subconsciously, but was pointed at by the gun in Lao Qin's hand.
"Don't come here." Old Qin's eyes were reddish, and he was angry with hatred.
"I kindly took you in and took you and the cat to our refuge, but you brought us zombies!"
"Later, your sister did not hesitate to sacrifice all of our team members in order to achieve her own goals. She still felt that it was not enough!"
"You three brothers and sisters, none of them is a good thing!"
Just as Lao Qin's words fell, a zombie fell from the sky and slammed on Lao Qin's head.
But Qiao Lin, who was originally imprisoned by Old Qin in his arms, took advantage of the momentum and rolled away from the range that Old Qin could attack.
"what!!!"
Without precautions, Old Qin was hit by the zombie falling from the sky, still using the zombie's mouth to fit his neck.
The zombies falling from the sky hugged Lao Qin subconsciously, and with a bite, a strong smell of blood sprayed out, and the screams were endless.
"Old Qin!" Gong Jun drew the dagger from his body and pierced it directly into the zombie's head.
When Xi Guimo and Chu Yuan, who were squatting on the window edge, saw this, they looked at each other and jumped to the small rooftop to check the situation.
"Mo Xi!" Chu Yuan sighed deeply, and Mo Xi, who was in a daze, stepped forward to check Lao Qin's injuries.
"No... no more... His trachea and blood vessels were bitten, and my healing power is useless!"
Moxi's face was flustered, his fingers subconsciously wanted to press the wound on Old Qin's neck, but the blood still kept spilling from his fingers.
The bright red dyed his fingertips and his heart.
He has never seen such a shocking wound being bitten by a zombie so close!
But if it’s bitten in another place, it might be treated, but the neck...
Once the trachea and other things in the neck are damaged, how can he catch it!
Xi Guimo landed on the rooftop, took the gun in Bai Qingyan's hand and pointed it at the top of the mall, eyes half-squinted.
A bullet came out of the muzzle, only to hear that there seemed to be a shadow on it.
When the shadow above fell to the ground, Qiao Lin, who was lingering in his heart, looked intently and gasped, "Sister, the leader of the factory before!"
"I remember, this boss's ability can see a person's memory and confuse that person's mind, causing him to make some crazy actions!"
Xi Guimo sneered coldly at the boss who fell and fell to his death.