Wang Qiang, like Dongzi, found it difficult to accept Nan Muran's decision.
But they knew in their hearts that although Nan Muran and Jia Wu were powerful, they were not soldiers after all.
There was really no reason to accompany them into danger for the unknown.
Si Ye and the other three began to quickly count the weapons in their backpacks.
Only then did I realize that the spare backpack Nan Muran gave me was filled with various grenades.
"Thank you." Old Eagle looked at Nan Muran and thanked him sincerely.
Nan Muran shook her head: "No need."
Looking at the four fully equipped figures carrying military backpacks, running towards the most dangerous position towards the sunset, they were passionate and fearless, without looking back.
Nan Muran couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Are you really not going to care about them?" Jiawu was a little surprised.
Given Nan Muran's feelings for Si Ye, how could she possibly do this? She would just watch them go to their deaths and do nothing about it?
Nan Muran looked at them and sighed helplessly: "To be honest, I don't want to care at all, but unfortunately I can't do it."
When Jiawu heard this, he understood that Nan Muran would not completely disregard the lives of the four of them.
"Go to work." Nan Muran felt very depressed and needed to vent it in the most violent way.
Several men gathered by the window on the third floor and watched Si Ye and his four companions leave, thinking they had escaped a disaster.
When I turned around, I found that Nan Muran and Jia Wu had packed their backpacks and ran straight to the supermarket.
"Two people?" The man with awakened power-related abilities looked at them approaching with disdain in his heart.
If six soldiers came up together, he would have no chance of winning. But now, only two people came upstairs, and one of them was a woman.
Sixteen against two, they didn't need to be timid at all, and they felt more confident.
After Nan Muran and Jia Wu broke open the door on the first floor, they headed straight to the third floor where they were gathered.
"Hey, the girl is quite pretty." The man with strength-type abilities couldn't help but tease Nan Muran as she appeared at the stairs on the third floor, still dazzling in her army green combat uniform.
But the man hadn't finished speaking yet.
Nan Muran had already put down his equipment, and with a three-edged bayonet in his hand, he charged straight towards him.
She attacked extremely quickly and her moves were ruthless, not giving the opponent any chance to fight back.
For a man who awakens the power-related supernatural power, his strength will only be doubled, but his speed will not change.
Facing her swift and agile attack, he had no time to react. Seeing the knife about to reach his face, he could only subconsciously stretch out his arm to block it.
The sharp bayonet left a deep scar on his forearm that was visible to the bone.
"Damn it, you're looking for death." The man began to swear because of the pain in his wound.
Nan Muran did not stop attacking because she hurt him, she continued to attack, even faster and faster. The opponent was a power user, and it would be troublesome if he was hit, so she would not give him a chance to fight back.
Since we lost due to lack of practical experience, we should accumulate experience.
After Nan Muran injured the man several times in succession, she seized the opportunity when the man swung his fist angrily, and directly climbed onto his shoulder, quickly controlled his head with her left hand, and stabbed the bayonet in her right hand into the man's neck.
The remaining man on the side looked at the situation and his face changed drastically.
But before they could react, Nan Muran rushed into the crowd again, the bayonet in her hand constantly twisting to reap the lives of her opponents.
Soon, the small aisle on the third floor of the supermarket was stained with blood.
The man who attempted to escape after a failed sneak attack was also quickly dealt with by Jiawu.
By the time the two men stopped, there were fourteen bodies lying on the ground, most of them had been stabbed in the heart or had their neck arteries cut.
"Why are there two missing?" Nan Muran said calmly after counting the corpses.
Jiawu turned his head to indicate the location of her warehouse door.
Nan Muran walked over with a knife, intending to kick the warehouse door open.
It was a bit embarrassing, so I didn't kick it open.
"Whoever's inside, lie down on the ground and don't move." Nan Muran took out the pistol from his waist and fired a shot at the door lock.
"No, don't shoot." After several shots, a timid male voice came from inside.
Then the door of the warehouse slowly opened, and a man holding a short knife held a young girl hostage: "Let me go, or I will kill her."
Nan Muran frowned slightly and pointed the gun at the man: "Kill him, you've killed a lot of people anyway."
The man had never expected her to react like this, and was visibly stunned for a moment.
It was at this moment of opportunity that Nan Muran shot without hesitation, hitting the man right between the eyebrows.
Then, when the other man was frightened, he turned the gun around and shot the man as well.
There were a total of sixteen men in the supermarket on the third floor, and all of them were lying on the ground.
Nan Muran calmly put away the gun, found an empty space between the shelves outside the supermarket, took out a glass of water, and sat down against the wall.
The five girls sitting in the warehouse were so frightened that they dared not move when they saw the corpses all over the floor.
But after seeing Nan Muran's actions, the girls became confused again.
"Are you here to save us?" Because Jiawu looked really fierce.
A girl in a white dress looked at Nan Muran who was sitting and drinking water. Although she looked scary, a beautiful face always made people feel more comfortable.
Nan Muran nodded: "They are already dead, you can go."
"Leave? Shouldn't you be the one taking us away? Aren't you soldiers?" The girl in the white dress looked at Nan Muran with some confusion. She was very confused and her expression became anxious because of her words.
Nan Muran looked at her calmly: "There is a safe base built by the military over at Nanshan. You can go there by yourselves."
“We can’t do that, and we don’t dare to do that, there are so many zombies on the road.
You are so skilled, why can't you take us away?" The girl in the white dress looked at Nan Muran with red eyes, showing the softness and fragility of a woman to the fullest.
The girls behind her also nodded timidly and agreed with her.
Nan Muran stood up and said in a colder tone: "If you don't even dare to fight for the hope of living, you might as well just wait here to die."
Her words were so cold and decisive that the five girls were stunned.
Nan Muran, who was about to leave, glanced at the few people and suddenly found two girls in the innermost part of the warehouse, curled up on the ground in pain and covered with scars: "Were they the ones asking for help just now?"
"Yeah." The girl in the white dress didn't know what she meant by the question, but she answered truthfully anyway.
After getting a positive answer, Nan Muran walked into the house and helped the two injured girls sit up.
He then took out water, bread and medicine from his backpack and handed them to them.
"Thank you." The girl with a ponytail, the first one to stand up and ask for help, hurried to thank her even though she was covered in wounds.
Another girl also thanked him, her eyes shining as she looked at the pretty Nan Muran.
Although they were seriously injured, they still breathed a sigh of relief at being rescued.
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