Huang Wu moved quickly, not giving Jiang Ping much time to react, and followed up with several more slaps.
None of the younger brothers beside him dared to step forward to stop him. They just watched as Huang Wu's palms fell heavily on Jiang Ping's cheeks again and again.
Jiang Ping's hand around Huang Wu's neck looked like a joke.
Huang Wu's breathing was a little heavier, but he didn't look like he was suffocating at all.
His slightly bulging left eye was bloodshot, and it was obvious that he was very angry with Jiang Ping.
After slapping him a few more times, Huang Wu directly grabbed Jiang Ping's wrist and twisted it hard in the opposite direction of the joint.
A crisp sound.
Jiang Ping's palm was dislocated instantly, his face turned pale, and his head, which was stunned by the slap, suddenly woke up with pain.
Looking at Huang Wu in front of him and the group of younger brothers behind him who were looking at him coldly, Jiang Ping knew that he had missed the opportunity to kill Huang Wu.
Compared with Jiang Ping's strength, Huang Wu is much more ruthless.
He let go of Jiang Ping's dislocated hand, grabbed Jiang Ping's neck and slammed him to the ground. Then he turned over and punched Jiang Ping twice in the face.
The face that was originally swollen from being slapped now had some color added to it.
Huang Wu's right eye also started bleeding again because of the big movement.
Some of it even dripped onto Jiang Ping's face, making Huang Wu even angrier.
Huang Wu really didn't expect Jiang Ping to betray him and even want to kill him.
Thinking of this, Huang Wu hit Jiang Ping's jaw again, even pulled out Jiang Ping's hair, and pressed his entire face to the ground with force, "Anyone who betrays me should die!"
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Jiang Ping's mouth, and his face was blue and purple.
He regretted it.
Although he possessed the ability to heal wounds, Huang Wu's attack was too fast and his strength seemed to be killing him.
But he was like a dead object, without even the strength to struggle or resist.
Jiang Ping couldn't figure it out.
Huang Wu clearly needed his support to stand steadily before, so how could his strength suddenly increase so much?
Huang Wu looked at Jiang Ping who was powerless to defend himself and planned to end Jiang Ping's life directly.
However, the moment he stepped on it, the flatterer took action.
He grabbed Huang Wu's wrist, preventing him from stepping on Jiang Ping to death, and said in a flattering tone:
"Brother Huang, Shen Jingjin said this guy has special abilities, and he can heal your injuries..."
As the flatterer spoke, he glanced at Jiang Ping, who was lying on the ground and half dead in just two minutes.
Huang Wu had really fainted just now. After waking up, he saw Jiang Ping trying to kill him. Naturally, he had no idea that Jiang Ping had any special abilities.
Now, upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in his only remaining left eye, but was followed by extreme displeasure.
His foot landed on Jiang Ping's chest again, stepping hard:
"I'm not good to you?"
"You're a traitorous bastard. You've got superpowers but you're hiding them. You're even pretending to stand up for me. I never realized you were that scheming."
He completely ignored Jiang Ping's furrowed brows and his repeated pleas for mercy.
Huang Wu had no intention of saying nice things or begging Jiang Ping to treat his eyes.
He grabbed Jiang Ping's neck and pulled him up.
Huang Wu bent down slightly and squatted beside Jiang Ping: "Don't blame me for not mentioning you. You know my methods. If you dare to play any tricks, I will have no choice but to throw you out to feed the zombies."
Jiang Ping really didn't dare to play tricks or be cunning.
With some caution, he placed his hand on Huang Wu's eye sockets.
After a while, Jiang Ping put down his hand.
Huang Wu's expression kept changing as he looked at Jiang Ping, who seemed to be exhausted.
Haha, there really is supernatural power, and it is hidden really well.
Jiang Ping thought that since he had stopped Huang Wu's bleeding and repaired his wound, Huang Wu would remember their old friendship.
But he was overthinking it.
Huang Wu first untied the rag that was still tied on his head and covering his eyes.
The hole in the right eye is still empty.
But the blood was no longer flowing like before.
Huang Wu was not satisfied. He just glanced at Jiang Ping who was slumped on the ground.
"When was it available?"
Jiang Ping naturally knew that Huang Wu was talking about superpowers. After thinking for a while, he was about to say "just one or two days", but was stepped on by Huang Wu again.
"You'd better not lie."
"A week after the apocalypse."
The pain in his chest forced Jiang Ping to tell the truth.
…
He didn't have as strong a fighting power as Huang Wu and the others, but he managed to survive for two or three days.
Later, on the fourth day, the neighbor upstairs turned into a zombie and fell directly on his balcony.
Even though he was prepared, he was still scratched by the zombie.
At that time, there was only hatred in his heart.
He wants to live, so why can't he escape despite all the precautions?
Jiang Ping was unwilling to give up. He looked at his room and finally walked out.
He thought he would become a zombie, but he did not resist, nor was he noble enough to end his own life.
He just let himself go and wandered around the streets, trying to take revenge on more people.
If he can't survive, he'll have to take a few people down with him.
Jiang Ping was still afraid, but perhaps it was because of the wound that he deceived the zombies who were wandering around the streets like him.
He hid in the parking lot, waiting for the survivor to come and give him a fatal blow.
But one day, two days, and three days passed, and Jiang Ping did not wait for the so-called survivors, but was surprised to find that he still had not developed the disease.
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