The zombies at the door retreated directly to a gap, and after Han Lie and Dongfang Shuo squeezed out, Han Lie closed the door with his backhand, meaning to prevent Shangguan Wan from coming out.
Of course, Shangguan Wan didn't want to come out either. In her eyes, these zombies were just a drop in the bucket. If the two of them couldn't handle this small number of zombies, then there was no point in talking about saving them. They might as well go home and have a good rest. She also had to watch over these confused people.
Lone Eagle and the others were now like shocked children, with confused expressions, dull eyes, uncoordinated bodies, and hands that kept banging their heads. This scene was a pain that Shangguan Wan could not feel. The bulging veins on their heads showed how much they were in pain, but she was powerless to do anything. After all, the spiritual spring could heal the wounds, not the nerves.
Shangguan Wan couldn't bear to see their miserable expressions, so she turned to the window and saw that Han Lie and the other two had already led away all the zombies on the window. There were traces of bloody finger marks on the glass, and the entire glass looked like a red flower blooming on the glass. Perhaps it was a creative painting left by a caring artist.
Looking at Han Lie and Dongfang Shuo, they did not stop waving their swords as soon as they went out.
As soon as the two people came out, their aura and breathing attracted all the zombies to rush towards them. They stretched out their hands and waved behind Han Lie. Han Lie turned around, raised his right hand, and slashed the knife in his hand in front of him. After a flash of silver-white light, a trace of dark blood was left on the blade.
The zombie in front of him was still holding up his hand, and before he even took off his arm, a scar was clearly visible on his pale head from the forehead to the center of the eyebrows. Then blood came out of the wound and finally the blood was flowing out forever. Han Lie raised his foot and kicked the zombie in front of him away, and the zombie hit the running zombie.
Shangguan Wan saw that Han Lie's movements were smooth and fluent, especially the lifting and lowering of his feet. She thought that her movements were far from his. Whenever she used a knife, she would gather a trace of spiritual energy in her hands.
Han Lie felt the admiring gaze and knew it was Shangguan Wan looking at him. There was even admiration in that gaze.
But he couldn't be distracted because he was surrounded by zombies.
With his right hand gripping the hilt of the knife and his left hand clenched into a fist, he held it to his chest, looking as if he were about to attack. His deep eyes resembled those of a lion in action, ready to burst forth with explosive power and ferocious attacking force. Han Lie stared at the advancing zombies with sharp eyes. The blade of the knife in his right hand was sharp, and veins bulged on his right hand. As all the zombies attacked simultaneously, he aimed the knife at the nearest zombie and slashed it across its neck. He elbowed the zombie with his left hand, then sidestepped his body and kicked it with his right foot. The kick landed squarely on its head, cracking bones, and the zombie fell to the ground. Han Lie's kick had dislocated its head, and without the support of its spine, the zombie was dead.
But there were many zombies surrounding him. Without taking a breath, the knife in his hand was already swimming among the zombies, and he was like a small fish swimming among the zombies.
Every punch and kick was delivered with great force, and every one hit the head. At this time, Han Lie's eyes had turned red, and he only wanted to kill them all.
Dongfang Shuo's movements were certainly not slow either, although he was only a beat slower than Han Lie, but it was already acceptable. Dongfang Shuo's favorite thing was to pick up the knife and cut the zombie's neck from behind. When he was so cruel, the head was only connected by a piece of skin.
Two zombies rushed towards Dongfang Shuo together. Dongfang Shuo threw the machete in his hand directly over. Because of their cleverness, the flying knife directly pierced the zombie's head. When the zombie fell to the ground, the machete was still stuck in its head. When the other zombie attacked, Dongfang Shuo bent down and passed under the zombie's arm. He took two steps forward and pulled out the machete stuck in its head. He then stabbed it back from above his shoulder with his backhand. There was a sound of the knife hitting the flesh. Dongfang Shuo could feel the zombie's hand falling down just as it touched his clothes.
He kicked his legs backwards and turned his body to the side to avoid the blood that splattered when he drew the knife.
Shangguan Wan watched Dongfang Shuo's movements. His movements were too fancy but each one was effective. Each of his movements seemed to be trying to show off. After kicking, he did not forget to shake his suit pants. Dongfang Shuo had the feeling of a domineering president, but except for his occasional silly personality, he was a typical domineering president. However, Han Lie did have the image of a cold military king.
The two of them were very fast and soon all the zombies were dealt with. Dongfang Shuo looked at the zombies lying in front of him. There were not as many as Han Lie's, but they stopped at the same time, so his speed was much slower than his.
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