Level 3 zombies
Qian Hao returned to the store with a gloomy face and soaking wet body, but found that Zhang Dong was not there.
Huang Shounan was a little panicked for a moment, "Brother Qian Hao, where is Brother Zhang?"
Qian Hao kicked the stool Zhang Dong had just sat on to the ground and said angrily, "How the hell should I know!"
"Brother Zhang left alone...what should we do then?"
Hearing Huang Shounan's question again, his anger found an outlet and he punched Huang Shounan, "Aren't you awesome? You can even dodge a level 2 zombie! What do you think we should do?!"
The thin yellow man was knocked to the ground and kept his mouth shut, not daring to make another sound.
After throwing a punch, Qian Hao's anger subsided a little and his mind became clear. He didn't believe that Zhang Dong would leave alone without them.
There’s no need for that!
So where did he go? Qian Hao looked around, his eyes stopped at the shelves of the canteen, and he shouted to the thin yellow man: "Hey!"
The thin man shuddered, "Qian, Brother Qian..."
"Has this shelf been moved?" Qian Hao stared at the shelf.
Huang Shounan had no recollection of such a thing and could only vaguely say, "Okay, it seems so."
It must have been moved. Qian Hao looked at the dust marks on the ground with certainty.
His eyes darted around the shelves, stopping suddenly at a poster behind them. It was a common beverage poster, but...
"Zhang Dong?" he shouted.
No one responded.
"Zhang Dong?" He shouted again, moving the shelf away inconspicuously while shouting.
Huang Shounan was standing by, confused, but when the shelf was moved away, he noticed the small door with the poster on it, and the water-stained shoe prints on the poster.
Qian Hao stared at the wet water stains as he pushed the door open and said, "Zhang Dong, don't play tricks on me. I know you're in there! The rain has stopped outside, but Master Tu's business can't be delayed!"
He pretended to be Qiu Tu to let Zhang Dong know what was important.
As soon as the door opened, Qian Hao could smell cigarettes. Sure enough, he saw Zhang Dong huddled against the table in the grocery room, a half-burned cigarette between his fingers. He was furious and strode in, pushing Zhang Dong and saying, "Zhang Dong, don't think you have special abilities just because you—"
Zhang Dong was pushed to the ground, and he belatedly smelled the smell of blood masked by cigarette smoke.
A scream from the thin yellow man was heard behind him, and Qian Hao felt a chill on his neck. He blinked and slowly reached for his neck, but before he could touch it, he fell beside Zhang Dong and died.
The thin yellow man sat on the ground with his legs limp, looking at the Shura-like woman coming out from inside, his legs shaking as he kept backing away. He didn't dare to run because there was a pitch-black gun muzzle in front of him.
The white and slender fingers contrast sharply with the cold silver metal handle.
Huang Shounan couldn't have any romantic thoughts at this time.
"Where are the level three zombies?" he heard the woman ask.
"In... in the Tianxiang Shopping Mall in the West Fifth District." The thin yellow man replied tremblingly.
After he answered the question, he saw the woman put the pistol back on her waist. He breathed a sigh of relief and thought he had escaped. But the next moment, he saw the woman throwing the short blade at him, and his pupils suddenly constricted.
A cold light flashed, and the blade pierced into the center of the eyebrows.
Killed with one blow.
Lin Bai drew out the short blade, took out a piece of black cloth to wipe the blood stains on the blade, and glanced to the side as if he had sensed something.
A small figure walked out of the grocery room, holding a doll in his arms.
Xiya didn't know when she woke up.
Lin Bai retracted his gaze and continued to wipe the knife. The cold light reflected by the slender black blade was frightening.
Xiya held the doll in her arms, clasped her hands together, and walked forward hesitantly.
Lin Bai raised his eyelids and looked at her.
Xiya's fingers were shaking violently. She pushed her palm forward, revealing a flame in her palm that was not much bigger than her palm. She said in a childish voice: "Are you still cold..."
Lin Bai chuckled.
Xiya tiptoed to get the flame as close to Lin Bai as possible.
"Aren't you afraid?" Lin Bai asked her.
Xiya shook her head: "No, I'm not afraid!"
Lin Bai put the short blade back into the scabbard tied to the side of his thigh and whispered, "Let's go."
Xiya was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether Lin Bai was saying that she was leaving or telling her that he was leaving.
She took two tentative steps towards Lin Bai, but found that she didn't react. This meant she wasn't rejecting her! Her eyes lit up, and she quickly followed her.
After running for a distance, she couldn't help but look back at the thin yellow man lying in the convenience store. She actually knew that man.
Five days ago, he was the one who pushed himself down.
Because he can't run as fast as her.
She quickly turned her head away and stopped looking, following Lin Bai and walking away. She heard roars and screams from behind her.
The smell of blood will attract zombies in the surrounding area, and it is obvious what will happen to the three corpses.
…
At the same time, on the second floor of Tianxiang Shopping Mall in West District 5.
Fierce gunfire and explosions rang out one after another.
Broken legs and arms were scattered all over the ground, some from zombies and some from humans.
There were screams everywhere.
B-level psychic Sun Yuan, panting, hid behind a pillar in the mall and whispered into the specially designed intercom beside his ear, "Brother Chang, when will your backup arrive? I can't hold on any longer here. There are too many zombies in the mall!"
"You useless thing, hold on for two more minutes!" Chang Qi's voice came from the headset.
"Brother Sun, have Brother Chang and his team arrived?!" asked one of Sun Yuan's teammates.
"Let's hold on for two more minutes!" said Sun Yuan.
Someone wailed, "How can we hold on? We've lost most of the people we brought with us! There are only a few of us left, and I'm completely exhausted! I haven't even seen a single level three zombie!"
"We work for Master Butcher! We don't die for him!"
A blood-bone psychic casually pulled out a person from the crowd of survivors in the mall and threw him far away, using the living person's flesh and blood to lure away the zombies. Screams rang out, and he glanced at the screaming survivors indifferently and said, "There aren't many people left! What should we do with more and more zombies!"
As they were talking, zombies kept coming towards them following the scent.
They dodged in a panic, drew their guns and attacked, occasionally throwing out ordinary people's fire to attract zombies for them, but the zombies were more interested in the scent of the psychics.
The smell of gunpowder, blood, and decay filled the air...
As they were talking, three zombies rushed towards them, making hoarse sounds.
Sun Yuan condensed three metal balls and smashed them into the zombies' heads.
Two hit the mark, one missed.
But the zombie who dodged was soon grabbed by a vine by the ankle and fell to the ground. Sun Yuan immediately fired a metal ball at him.
Sun Yuan also knew that he couldn't fight head-on at this moment, so he said, "Hide well and wait for Chang Qi and the others - fuck!" He dodged the attack of a zombie.
Seeing that they were unable to take care of themselves, the survivors in the mall screamed and ran upstairs. After all, no one wanted to be thrown into the zombie swarm by the Blood and Bone People.
"Damn it, you dare to run!" someone cursed.
Sun Yuan casually threw a few metal balls, injuring those ordinary humans, then stared at the zombies in the mall and said, "Don't worry about them, just take care of yourself."
Although it was said to be two minutes, five minutes passed and they still didn't see Chang Qi coming to rescue them!
"Damn it! Does that bastard Chang Qi want to sell us out? I won't let him go even if I become a zombie!" said the wood-type mutant who had just taken action.
A level 2 zombie suddenly circled over their heads and charged towards them head-on.
"Ah!!!" The person who spoke was caught off guard and scratched by a second-level zombie. Looking at the wound on his arm that quickly turned red and festered, he begged for help from Sun Yuan, "Brother Sun, help—"
Before he could finish his words, the person behind him strangled him to death. His eyes were filled with disbelief before he died.
The few survivors didn't say anything when they saw this. The zombie virus was extremely contagious. It would turn a living person into a hideous zombie with sharp fangs and claws in as fast as ten seconds or as slow as twenty-four hours.
If a person with special abilities turns into a zombie, he will start as a level 2 zombie. The situation will be difficult enough, and no one wants to deal with another level 2 zombie.
Sun Yuan threw out the body of the mutant who had not yet completely transformed into a zombie, and gained some breathing space.
"Hey, the trash are still alive!"
Chang Qi's voice came from the second-floor window, and he grabbed the vines and jumped into the second floor.
Sun Yuan no longer had the energy to argue with Chang Qi. "The level three zombies are in the clothing store downstairs. There are too many zombies outside. We can't get in."
"Why are there so many zombies?" Chang Qi landed on the second floor and was a little surprised to see the dense group of zombies downstairs.
"How the hell should I know that!" Sun Yuan cursed.
After Chang Qi, several more psychics slid in through the window. Particularly conspicuous was a young man with a missing right ear, waving a thorny bramble in his hand. He was Chang Qi's younger brother, Chang Ping, a B-level wood-type psychic.
"You guys go and deal with these level one zombies, I'm going to meet the level three zombie. Chang Ping, pay attention to my movements, hurry up! The people from Black Flame are coming this way!" Chang Qi ordered. He is an A-level mutant, and no zombie can hurt him during his daily missions.
"Yeah." Chang Ping responded.
The addition of the blood and bone superpowers triggered another wave of fighting in the Tianxiang Shopping Mall.
Chang Qi stretched out his hand and pushed out two flames, clearing a path for himself among the zombies and going straight into the clothing store where the third-level zombies were hiding.
As soon as he entered the store, the temperature, which was five or six degrees lower than outside, made Chang Qi feel a chill on his back.
"Ho-ho-ho-" A sound came from the side. Chang Qi threw two fireballs extremely quickly and took two steps back to create distance.
The next moment, the hoarse sound was close at hand.
Speed-type level three zombie!
Chang Qi threw two fireballs towards the source of the sound.
He condensed the fireball very quickly. The fireball took shape almost as soon as he raised his hand, and was thrown out with a wave of his hand.
"Ah——" a zombie's cry was heard.
Hit it!
Chang Qi had no time to feel happy. When he saw the scene in front of him, his heart sank.
There are two zombies in front of me!
One is about 1.5 meters tall with black hair and red eyes, and the other is at least 2 meters tall with yellow hair and red eyes.
How could there be two?! Chang Qi was shocked.
"Someone come and help--" Chang Qi had just opened his mouth when he saw the one and a half meter tall black-haired zombie jump up and attack him.
Chang Qi made a prompt decision, clearing the road behind him while being on guard against the zombies, preparing to retreat first.
But the two zombies obviously didn't intend to give him this opportunity. The breath of the psychic made them go crazy.
"Ahhh——" the zombies roared, and the zombies in the mall began to gather towards the clothing store.
Chang Qi condensed a fireball from his palm and attacked the big zombie's head, but the zombie dodged it. The fireball grazed the zombie's shoulder and sparks flew.
The smell of burning rotten meat is fishy and unpleasant.
The yellow-haired zombie screamed even louder and strode towards him.
Fire attack works!
but--
He suddenly jumped to the side and avoided the sneak attack of the black-haired agile zombie.
He could barely handle one zombie, but with two level three zombies and so many zombies surrounding him, Chang Qi was having a hard time.
"Fuck! Where are you guys!" Chang Qi cursed.
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