Song Xiaolong, who was thrown away, saw his father getting further and further away from him.

Looking at the increasing number of zombies behind him.

His eyes turned red.

Screaming.

At this moment, a figure rushed past him.

Song Xiaolong stared with wide eyes at the tall and straight figure that appeared in front of him.

Han Qingxia swung the Tang sword in his hand at full speed.

The Tang sword trembled and emitted waves of sword sounds under the huge force.

Before the Tang sword arrived, the sharp blade had already cut through the circle of zombies in front of it.

"bass!"

A shadow of a knife fell.

Han Qingxia killed all the zombies that fell on Song Xue with her knife.

Song Xiaolong stared with wide eyes.

The little girl next to him also stared with wide eyes in shock as she watched Han Qingxia chopping the zombies like chopping melons.

This is too amazing!

【Nine Hundred and Twenty】

[Nine Hundred Thirty]

[Nine Hundred and Forty]

.......

【Nine Hundred and Ninety】

Han Qingxia cut all the zombies at the source of the zombies.

Kill all the way to the last garbage well.

She used too much force, and there were not many zombies that climbed to the top floor.

With one blow of her knife, she chopped off several of the holes that had been drilled out from above, and directly caused the bottom to collapse.

【Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine】

She chopped off all the zombies she could see, but surprisingly, there was still one left.

Five minutes left.

Han Qingxia looked at the dark and smelly abyss of garbage well with depression. There was not a single zombie within the range of her mental power.

She turned around depressed and planned to find another zombie in the back.

At this time, I noticed Song Xiaolong and his son.

"dad!"

Song Xiaolong rushed to his father's side.

His father was scratched by a zombie.

Wounded in the leg.

I don't even know which zombie did it and when.

Regret is always the majority.

At this time, a man wearing a yellow mask appeared here.

"Ms. Qingxia." The man looked at Han Qingxia with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Han Qingxia, who was busy, looked at him without any good temper.

"I'm the deputy commander of Base No. 2. Nice to meet you. We had a little misunderstanding about your K1 base before. Don't mind it."

Han Qingxia looked at his mask and listened to his voice.

This is the idiot with brain damage who was planning to cheat her today.

"Misunderstanding? Oh? So you mean to admit that I didn't poison Base No. 3, but you did?"

The second deputy base commander's face immediately changed, "Of course not. I now believe that you K1 base would definitely not bother to do such a thing, and our No. 2 base certainly would not do that either."

"You believe me now? What about Ning Mo and the others? Do they still believe me? You can't believe them all."

The second deputy base commander's face suddenly became very ugly. "Why are you so aggressive? I came to you because I think highly of you. Your K1 base is so small. If I want to deal with you, I can crush you with just one finger. If you continue to be so ignorant, I will bring disaster to your dilapidated base."

Han Qingxia listened to his arrogant words and smiled. She raised her head again and said to the second deputy base commander, "Do you know that I like killing base managers the most?"

Deputy Base Commander of Base No. 2: “???”

The next second, Han Qingxia kicked him against the wall.

"I want to see, will your base be the first to be struck by the disaster, or will I be the first to do so?"

At this time, Song Xue began to change.

Just right.

She's one zombie short of completing her mission.

Just use the idiot's head!

She kicked the deputy commander of Base No. 2 to the side of the mutated Song Xue.