After about three hours, Bai Ling's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she jumped from the second floor of the dilapidated house along the fallen concrete with steel bars to the top. After crossing the uneven floors of residential houses, she saw a group of people coming out of a place full of mutant trees not far away, followed by several tall zombies.
Of course, in addition to the fighting with super powers, there is also the roar of zombies.
Bai Ling could see and hear the sound clearly, but people nearby, not even Bai Xiaoxi, could hear it.
Because it's really a long distance away.
After about ten minutes, those people got rid of the zombie and started coming over here.
The closer they got, the clearer Bai Ling could see as her eyes had long been accustomed to the darkness.
It was a team of about twenty people, each of them wearing clothes that were different from leather clothes, but made of shiny animal skins. Animal bones or shells of defensive mutant animals could be seen on the clothes. There were not many of them, and they were separated into several pieces and worn on the body. It did not look weird at all, because except for the two women, each of them was over 1.75 meters tall and had a sturdy build, so they looked unusually majestic.
After more than forty minutes, they walked into this area and seemed to be very skilled. Some of them even gave some things to the people here. Finally, the group stopped in front of the abandoned house where they were.
The leader was a burly man with three old scars on his forehead that resembled those of a mutant beast's claws. He looked extremely ferocious at the corner of his left eye and was about thirty-five years old.
Naturally, he noticed the people in the house, especially the one standing at the very edge of the roof. He was wearing a black leather jacket that was a little damaged and dirty, with a delicate long sword on his back. He had a bun-like hairstyle, but his face was very white, small and pretty. His pair of dark eyes that emitted starlight were slightly lowered, staring at them.
"Brother." A man with a long face, about 27 years old, frowned behind him and came out immediately. "There are people here. Although it's late at night, the humidity in the air means it's going to rain soon!"
The 35-year-old scarred man was called Scar because of the claw scars on his face and his surname was Dao.
The twenty people behind him were brought up by him. They were all of high level. In addition, Scar himself had a supernatural power level of level 30, so he was quite famous in the Cotton City base. It was also the only mercenary group that had been maintained until now with only twenty-one people, including him, and was named the "Black Hawk" mercenary group.
People dare not underestimate him, even the soldiers stationed at the Miancheng base dare not offend him.
Seven days ago, the Black Hawk Mercenary Group accepted a mission and went out to look for a certain material, so they have only returned now.
They had no right to ask the Miancheng base to open the curfew door for them at night.
Therefore, like other people in the mercenary group, he chose to stay outside for one night and then go back when the gate opened at dawn.
Who would have thought that they arrived too late this time, and the dilapidated house where they had rested before was already occupied.
As the pride of being superpowers and living right at the gate of the Miancheng base, they couldn't possibly rely on their powerful superpowers to compete for accommodation with those poor people who had no ability to risk living here.
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