“Ah——”

The closest zombie rushed towards the White Mask and others in the middle.

"Bang——"

A fireball was swung out.

The guards of Base No. 3 immediately protected the bosses of their base.

"Ruth! What are you doing!" the man in the white mask shouted angrily.

"I didn't know the zombie virus broke out here." Ruth looked at the zombies approaching from all directions.

"All of us are in your base, you must ensure our safety! Take us to the safe zone as soon as possible!" The man in the white mask shouted at her.

Ruth's brows were furrowed. She forced herself to calm down. "Let's go to the manager's office. There is a secret passage in his office."

"Hurry up and go!"

"But the administrator's office is at the very back."

"No matter where or how far away we are, we must leave safely! Quick!"

Ruth no longer hesitated, and she ordered her men to rush towards the aisle full of zombies.

Everyone followed closely behind Ruth.

Han Qingxia, who was always the sixth, led a group of dogs and stood steadily in the middle of the team.

There were so many zombies, not one of them could enter her safe zone.

Ning Mo, who was running in front, was a little jealous of Han Qingxia at this time.

It’s so safe with such a group of dogs!

Ruth's people led the way, unleashing all kinds of supernatural powers without regard for their lives.

After they played for a while, they became very tired.

It was only then that Han Qingxia realized that many of these people's supernatural powers were fake.

The fireballs and water balls they swung reached the third-level standard, but they were not lasting at all.

They are far inferior to the superpowers of the Midsummer Alliance.

Han Qingxia suspected that these people killed too few zombies.

They don't have much combat power!

This is like some people who work out in the gym. Their muscles look great, but their strength is not as good as those who do physical work.

The psychics in these three bases are generally just for show.

The actual combat aspect is a mess.

Han Qingxia immediately had a more comprehensive understanding of these people.

If you know enough, you will have a better chance of dealing with them in the future.

Han Qingxia didn't exert any strength, nor did she let the dogs do anything. She just watched them kill the zombies.

Soon, Ruth in the front realized that the people in their base could not hold on any longer, "You guys help too!"

As she spoke, a zombie broke through her defenses.

She pounced on her guard with a roar.

The guard, whose superpowers had been used up, was limping and didn't even have the strength to shake off the zombie.

He could only watch helplessly as the dead body weighing more than 100 kilograms pressed down on him.

Feeling the zombie's claws on the back of his head.

The sharp nails scratched his scalp and dug into his nerves and skull.

“Sizzle——”

The zombie's claws rubbed against his skull, leaving a line of bloody claw marks.

The back of his head felt a chill for a moment, then a burning, piercing pain spread.

“Ah——”

The zombie bit off his nose.

"ah--"

The guards were in great pain.

But his pain did not bring any help from his companions.

Instead, he was kicked into a pile of zombies.

Help everyone resist a small wave of zombie crisis.

Ruth led the group forward with great difficulty.

Her loss of personnel was enormous.

There were originally seven guards, but now only two are left.

"If you don't help us, none of us can get out!" Ruth shouted loudly when she saw that they didn't move.

This time, the people behind her finally moved, but it was still not their people who moved.

It was Han Qingxia who was calling out.

"Base One! What are you doing with all those dogs if you don't use them to clear the way?"

"That's right, if you don't sacrifice your dogs now, are you going to sacrifice our people?"

"The beast should be taken out to clear the way for everyone!"

Han Qingxia was furious when she heard this, and she stopped walking with the dog.

"Hey! What are you doing!?"

"Hurry up and bring the dog up!"

"We're not in a hurry to leave. If you're in a hurry, you can go first." Han Qingxia stopped and took the dog for a walk.

When zombies came up, the Paw Patrol swatted them to death one by one.

Sixteen dogs surrounded Han Qingxia.

No zombie can enter Han Qingxia's body.

The people who were escaping from the wolf pack in front were anxious and angry when they saw this.

"Base One, what are you doing!?"

"She is not from our base, she is a friend I invited." Ning Mo finally spoke at this time.

"Hurry up, otherwise Miss Ruth will die and there will be no one to lead the way for you." Han Qingxia led the dog neither fast nor slow.

Seeing this, the large group of people in front finally united.

The guards of Base 3 went up to clear the way.

Ning Mo gave his men a look, and his guards also rushed forward.

This group of people advanced with difficulty under the escort of their bodyguards.

Every step is full of difficulties and dangers.

Han Qingxia, who was behind, was leading the dogs, following at a leisurely pace, just like taking a walk.

It made the person in front so angry that his teeth itched.

Their guards were exhausted one by one.

Han Qingxia's dogs are all very strong and vigorous.

It was difficult for them to rush out of the pile of zombies.

Han Qingxia left calmly.

Ahhhh!

They're going to be pissed off to death!

Finally.

After nearly losing their guard, they arrived at the administrator's office.

Ruth's last follower made way for everyone, and Ruth rushed over nervously to open the door with the room card.

The group of dignitaries who usually acted high and mighty were now crowded at the door, waiting for it to open so they could rush in.

At the same time, a steady stream of zombies approached them from the front and back of the corridor.

“Ah——”

“Ah——”

The deafening howling of zombies echoed throughout the quiet underground laboratory.

At this moment, there is no living person here except them.

No matter where the zombies were, they all gathered towards the source of the sound.

Looking up, I saw zombies rushing towards me in waves on both sides of the corridor.

Ninety-eight percent of them wore white research coats, and the remaining two percent wore uniformly colored hospital gowns.

No matter what, it's white.

The pale white clothes were covered with bright red bloodstains.

Some had their chests torn to pieces and their internal organs taken out.

Some were missing arms and legs, and their mutilated bodies were swaying around.

Some of them had their bodies reversed and were running towards them in a posture that was completely contrary to common sense of the human body.

Ruth nervously swiped her card and entered her password.

This door requires a password.

But she was having a hard time concentrating now.

The password was six digits in total, but her mind went blank when she entered the second digit.

The tender jade fingers trembled as they tapped the cold metal keys in front of them.

The sweat on her palms soaked her palms.

"Ding - the password is wrong."

The first time, the password was wrong.

"You bastard, are you going to kill us?" the white-masked man yelled angrily.