Cheng Yixia rushed into the dark and winding alley. Behind him came the roars of zombies and the screams of thugs.
Although she felt severe pain in her ankle, excessive bleeding in her left hand, and numbness, she still showed a carefree smile.
Everything that had happened to him since the end of the world had become more and more frustrating, especially after he fell into Fang Ming's hands, he felt extremely aggrieved.
That annoying face came to my mind again.
What does that bastard think of me? Pets?
She felt like a lion whose teeth and claws had been plucked out, and she had to kowtow to humans and prove herself to be a harmless little kitten in exchange for her chance to survive.
But even though she was in a terrible state after the fight today, she still felt very refreshed, as if she had returned to the days before the end of the world.
There was no stupid apocalypse, no disgusting zombies, and no stinky man making her kneel and yell for help!
She can make those hooligans run around in circles by herself, and the thrill of dancing on the edge of a knife makes her feel very happy. It's so fucking cool!
At this moment, two zombies coming towards her pulled her back to reality, and a sound was heard behind her.
Shit, I’m covered!
…
In a shop, Red-Haired and Yellow-Haired picked up their own broken limbs despite the severe pain and hid in the corner, wailing quietly.
The thought of losing one hand, being unable to drive a motorcycle, becoming a cripple and almost losing all the resources to survive in the apocalypse made them regretful due to the severe pain in their bodies and the anxiety in their hearts.
"Ah Cheng, why the hell did you bother provoking that crazy woman?"
The red-haired man was pale and was yelling hysterically at the yellow-haired man.
Huang Mao was getting anxious and uneasy. Hearing this, he flew into a rage, "Fuck you, you can't control yourself, and now you're blaming me!?"
"How could I know that woman was so crazy! In the end, it's you who's to blame..."
Red Hair was about to argue, but suddenly his tone froze, and he stared at the door in amazement.
Huangmao turned his head with a puzzled look on his face. It was clearly broad daylight, but the sky outside the door seemed to suddenly darken, as if all the light was strangely absorbed, and a shadow gradually condensed.
A tall, muscular young man stepped out from the shadows and looked at them with a polite smile.
monster! ?
The red-haired and yellow-haired men shuddered and dragged their bodies backwards with fear on their faces.
"Hello, there is a woman with a big knife, do you know where she went?"
The two hooligans looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes, but they didn't have the courage to talk nonsense after seeing this weird scene, so they pointed at each other.
"She... just went over there, and there was an explosion..."
"Okay, thank you." Fang Ming thanked him politely, and then said something without any context, "Here you go."
Then he sank into the shadows and disappeared.
"Fuck, what the hell is this monster!" The yellow-haired man's hands couldn't stop shaking.
"He...he went to find that bitch. Could that bitch be a monster? I'm telling you! Otherwise..."
"Wait, what's that smell? It stinks!"
The two suddenly felt something was wrong. A disgusting stench filled the air. The smell was like a homeless person's sweat-stained socks that had been stewed in a garbage dump for three days were suddenly stuffed into his mouth.
At this time, a ticking sound came from the door, and a zombie with rotten flesh constantly falling from its body appeared in front of the two.
The zombies emitted a strange black aura, and their bodies were covered with rotten flesh filled with pus, maggots, and rotten flesh that kept dripping onto the ground.
The rotten zombie's eyes sparkled red with joy when he saw the living people, and he pounced on the two of them.
“Ahhhh!”
"vomit!"
…
Cheng Yixia leaned against a low moss-covered wall. A zombie was lying on the ground at her feet. She was so tired that she leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
On the handsome and heroic face, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the cheeks and dripped, mixing with the blood.
She struggled to stand up, but almost stumbled and fell down even with the help of her sword. It was obvious that she was exhausted.
"Get out!" she snorted coldly.
Green Hair came out from the corner of the alley. He looked extremely miserable at the moment. He was limping and his clothes were stained with blood from someone unknown.
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