Before the man could even take a few steps, three S-type zombies jumped out from the bushes and chased after the man.
"Pu!"
The rolling military knife landed firmly on the zombie's head, and the zombie fell to the ground after running a few steps!
The man reached for his waist, but found nothing.
He cursed and threw the rifle away, then ran after the few people that were chasing him.
Yang Ke-er raised the sniper crossbow's scope and looked at the scene. Her mouth was full of venomous words, without the slightest bit of sympathy.
"That's why I can wait for you to die before picking you up!" Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to be a hypocritical gentleman.
"Gulp!" The man holding the Dragon Spring Sword swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Uncle!
They are running over here!
They must have heard the gunshots just now! "
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to save people, but that did not mean he would not kill the zombies.
Furthermore, asking a local for directions was not a bad idea.
"This brother is such a cool man!" Zhang Xiaoqiang was very proud. In order to practice this knife throwing skill, he had almost worn through the whetstone!
Up until now, he could finally kill zombies with a pistol. Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the pistol and sighed!
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not move, the situation was unclear, and the best choice was to wait. He was not a special forces soldier, nor was he a secret agent, he was just a commoner. As long as he could keep his life, he would be happy. Facing unknown dangers, he chose to be cautious.
As for whether it was an S2?
He did not think about it. With the S2's speed, they would not be able to escape.
The laptop music was turned off, and the two of them carefully observed their surroundings. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive. Zhang Xiaoqiang could even hear Yang Ke-er's heavy breathing.
"Shua!"
A gust of wind brushed past his ear and went to the back of his head, followed by a "putong" sound. Something fell to the ground?
He still did not care and continued to run forward, until he ran past Zhang Xiaoqiang who was standing at the side. Only then did he slowly catch his breath. At least there was a cushion.
As he thought about it, he prepared to continue running. There were two monsters behind him!
He let out an earth-shattering scream and swung his arms with all his might to speed himself up a bit.
One was doing a zombie dance, and the other was moonwalking toward the car.
Right at this moment, a man carrying a Type 81 rifle jumped out and started firing behind him. Unfortunately, he did not have many bullets, and after three to five shots, the rifle completely stopped firing.
Zhang Xiao Qiang and Yang Ke 'er stood by the side and watched in a daze, while the zombies and the men ignored them.
In the morning, in addition to the two laptops, he also obtained some dried seafood. The most depressing thing was that in the laptops, besides some mapping data that he could not understand, there were only some songs. There were no games. There was not even a male's must-have porn.
"Look, look!
Uncle, look, the guy with the gun is running to the front! "
"Ah!"
Yang Ke-er reminded Zhang Xiaoqiang as she gripped the Beast Horn Spear with one hand, eager to give it a try!
"Huchi Huchi!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his military knife and wiped the blood off the S-Type's shoulder.
The S-Type collapsed to the ground like a ball of dough.
It roared and pounced towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not seem nervous facing the S-Type.
Zhang Xiaoqiang blew the smoke off the muzzle, feeling elated in his heart.
Before Zhang Xiaoqiang could open his mouth, he saw another two S-Types jumping out from the grass. These two zombies looked a little pitiful, one of their thighs was filled with bullet holes, and they looked like they were jumping zombies.
The left front was blocked by the waist-high grass, and he could not see the situation there. Zhang Xiaoqiang had a serious expression, but Yang Ke-er did not seem to care. She held her sniper crossbow and chewed on her gum, her face filled with contempt.
"Within a meter, I still have a 100% accuracy!"
An S-Type was eating from afar, and had its head pierced by Yang Ke-er's crossbow. Only one was left to pounce towards him.
Although J-City was not big, it still had a population of a few hundred thousand!
If there were one or two D3 or S3, wouldn't they be sending food to the zombies?
The four men ran to the side like a swarm of bees, just like the defeated soldiers in the movies.
As for the few men who were acting out their lives, they were not in his consideration. They were not busty girls?
He could not be bothered with their lives.
Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated at the outskirts of the city, he wanted to look for Yang Ke-er to discuss, but Yang Ke-er said, "That's your problem!"
"Pa Pa Pa!" Another three sounds, this time it was closer.
"Ah!"
A man's scream came from the left. "Pa Pa Pa …" The assault rifle's short burst fire became long burst fire, it seemed like the situation was dire.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang walked back, they were still in a daze!
Their rough breathing could be heard from afar, their faces were flushed red, and their faces were contorted in order to release their last bit of energy. They looked like the little ghosts in Fengdu's Yama Palace!
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care about the lives of others, but he did not stop Yang Ke-er from enjoying the show. After the incident with Xie Yuan Shan, Yang Ke-er had become cold. Of course, she was cold to outsiders, but she was still very considerate to her own people!
Looking at the sesame seed sized circle on the map, Zhang Xiaoqiang was troubled. He did not know the roads in J-City, who knew if he would come back out again if he drove in like this?
He was speechless. "Go in or go back?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a dilemma.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was confused. Four strong men, two of them were holding sharpened steel bars, one was holding the Longquan sword that the old lady used for her morning exercises, and the last one was holding a bow that looked like an English longbow, but he did not see any arrows.
"They really caught up!
They killed one!
Eh?
Why is there only one that stopped to eat?
How are the other two going to chase?
Could it be that they're full? "
He saw a short S zombie chasing behind him, waving its claws at him. The black and smelly claw was about to scratch his face.
"Geji!"
The car stopped, and Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the map in his hands gloomily. The provincial map showed that J-City was only a small circle, and the old national highway to Wuhan City had to pass through J-City.
The guy holding the Longquan sword was already at his limit, he breathed in and out with all his might, his eyes were wide open, and white foam was forming at the corner of his mouth.
Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer, he could not help but look back.
It seemed like he had long forgotten about the Longquan sword in his hands. The Longquan sword swayed along with his right hand, reflecting the sunlight!
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care about them, and only looked at the Type 81 on the ground, liking it more and more.
He was an otaku, but he was also a traditional Chinese man, "Stealing without asking".
Although he had collected many things along the way, they were all ownerless!
The remaining four ran with all their might towards the tricycle, while Zhang Xiaoqiang stood quietly at the foot of the vehicle, watching them run. He did not encourage them, nor did he ask them to speed up.
"Haha!
They're about to catch up!
So stupid, just throw away the thing in your hands and you'll be fast enough!
Isn't that right, Uncle! "
"Uncle?
Are they filming a gangster movie?
Why are those monsters ignoring us? "Yang Ke-er looked at the chase and asked.
The other one was like a moving honeycomb, its chest and abdomen were full of holes. It was unknown where it was injured, but it could not run.
The two injured zombies had caught the scent of the two and came over. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not let Yang Ke-er take action, and watched as the two S zombies came over.
"Wait for them to come over!
Don't use the Beast Horn Spear!
Don't show off your wealth! "
He took a small step to the right as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, his body slightly tilted to the side, allowing the S zombie to get behind him. At the same time, the S zombie missed, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the military knife and stabbed it into the back of its head.
"Gulp gulp!" The remaining three finally reacted, and simultaneously swallowed a mouthful of saliva!
He pulled out the military knife from his waist, and the military knife flew towards the S zombie's head.
"Did we meet a D2?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked, and hurriedly started the tricycle, wanting to run far away. The last time he met a D2, he was able to kill it because of luck and not ability. It was too risky to rely on the little girl.
At that time, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to start scolding, if you can't even watch an AV, are you still a man?
The four men did not make a sound, nor did they move.
They just stared blankly at Zhang Xiaoqiang walking towards the S zombie that was eating people.
Sluggish!
The four men's faces were sluggish, one of the zombies had a crossbow bolt nailed to its head, and the other one was lying on the ground, with Zhang Xiaoqiang pulling out the military knife from its head.
"Hua la"
Four or five shadows rushed out from the weeds, not even looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and ran forward with their heads down.
The S zombie stopped eating, and stood up facing Zhang Xiaoqiang. It seemed to be very angry, the kind of anger that an animal would feel when it was interrupted from eating!
The men ran to the front of the car, wanting to get in, but Yang Ke-er aimed at them with her sniper crossbow, not daring to move, and then looked back.
"Pa pa pa"
The sound of the assault rifle's short burst shot woke Zhang Xiaoqiang, the gunshot was close by.
"Pa pa" two gunshots, and the two S zombies fell to the ground.
"Alert!" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted at Yang Ke-er, and pulled out the gun from his waist.
Yang Ke-er also loaded her sniper crossbow, and aimed towards the source of the gunshot.
The tricycle drove on the road to J-City, Yang Ke-er sat at the back listening to music, the melodious music rang in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears, but he did not feel good listening to the music.
Looking at the Type-81 rifle that was abandoned on the ground, he was considering whether to pick it up now?
Or wait for those people to die before picking it up?
Although he did not have any bullets, but owning a rifle was his dream when he was young.
The weeds shook, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart jumped.