Chapter 497: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 12
She forced herself to be hard-hearted and ignore him.
Seeing that he showed no signs of resistance, the middle-aged man on the side gradually let down his guard, raised a wooden stick, walked forward, and hit him on the back!
Quan Jiu saw Long Yan moving his body, trying to dodge, but because he was too weak, he couldn't dodge in time, so he could only raise his arm and take the stick.
“Cough… cough cough…”
He was coughing up blood from his throat, and he leaned against the wall with his hands behind his back. He couldn't even straighten his back, and he buried his head in the ground, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs.
"He's dying. Everyone, stop hiding and come here!"
The man called on the people behind him to join in the action.
Long Yan lowered his head even lower and walked forward holding onto the wall, humbly wanting to escape from the alley, but he stumbled and was caught up by someone after taking a few steps.
It was precisely because of these steps that he walked in front of Quan Jiu. Quan Jiu stood in the middle of the alley, looking at the man leaning against the wall in a panic, her thin lips tightly pursed.
As if he noticed her gaze, the pale man gasped and raised his eyes. Under his wet black hair, his crystal clear blue eyes were filled with mist as he looked at her quietly.
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Quan Jiu simply couldn't connect him with the cold-blooded and ruthless Dragon Chief in the eyes of the world.
He is Long Yan.
Long Yan, who single-handedly established the Southwest Base and led hundreds of thousands of superpowers and alien species to fight against each other for a hundred years, is respected by all mankind as the "last hope of mankind."
But now, he was knocked to the ground, with blood at the corner of his mouth and his hands covering his head, looking miserable.
Quan Jiu's eyebrows twitched as she watched the man draw his sword and about to chop at Long Yan, and she cursed angrily.
"Damn it, just think of it as something I owed you in my previous life."
In her previous life, she was surrounded by zombies, and he was the only one who crossed the zombie tide to save her.
"Stop."
She pulled out the dagger, and after the sharp dagger rotated a few times in her palm, it suddenly flew out, brushed past the middle-aged man's eyelashes, and nailed firmly to the wall behind her.
The dagger was embedded in the wall about seven or eight centimeters deep, leaving only the handle exposed.
The middle-aged man stared at the dagger on the wall, the sound of sharp wind still seemed to echo in his ears. He swallowed, his legs softened and he sat on the ground.
The dagger was almost going to pierce through his head.
Quan Jiu was in an extremely irritable mood. She looked at the few people with cold eyes:
"Either die or get out."
The few people who came to their senses hurriedly dropped their weapons and dragged the people on the ground away.
Quan Jiu: "I don't owe you anything."
After saying this, she turned and left.
According to rumors, Long Yan was ruthless and impartial. For the sake of humanity, he killed all humans who had transformed into alien species and chopped off their heads with his own hands.
Among them were his comrades who had fought side by side for ten years, his childhood playmates, his respected teachers, and even... his biological mother.
He is a champion of human justice and a true loner.
Quan Jiu had no doubt that the day she awakened her zombie genes, the poor and helpless man in front of her would chop off her head with his own hands.
Thinking about the future, Quan Jiu strode forward absentmindedly. A faint sound of fabric rubbing against each other came from behind her. She pursed her thin lips even tighter, but never looked back.
Don't be soft-hearted, don't be soft-hearted. He's not Seventeen, he's Long Yan, the ruthless killer...
Quan Jiu brainwashed himself repeatedly and was about to step out of the alley when a muffled "dong" sound suddenly came from behind him and the sound of the rustling of fabrics disappeared.
"Sister, he fainted."
Jing Che took the initiative to remind him.
Quan Jiu gave him a cold, sharp look:
"Need you to remind me? I'm deaf, can't I hear you?"
Jing Che touched his head in confusion and didn't dare to say anything more.
Why did it suddenly feel like I had eaten dynamite...
"Carry him up."
Quan Jiu finally turned around and looked at the unconscious rabbit on the ground with a bad tone.
"Give him a fever reducer."
Once she arrived at the refuge base, she handed the person over to Liang Song, and from then on, she hid as far away as she could.
…
Quan Jiu continued walking towards the refuge base. She went into supermarkets and pharmacies along the way and did some shopping. There were still many people taking refuge in their homes in the city, so she left some supplies and planned to continue on her journey.
As soon as she walked out of the fresh food area, she saw two familiar figures.
They are an old couple who died in the previous life.
"You're halfway into the coffin, why are you eating so much? Let go!"
The two old men had an argument with others over the last piece of pork.
Old grandmother Wang Fengxia held the meat tightly in her hand, and with the elegance of a highly educated person, she talked to people:
"Young man, we got the meat first!"
"Bah! It's time to flee to the end of the world, who cares about who comes first?"
The man who stole the meat was a young man in his early twenties with dyed blond hair and large tattoos on his arms. He looked like an unruly thug.
"Bring it here."
Seeing that the old lady did not retreat, he stepped forward and snatched it away. The old lady wanted to reach out to grab it back, but he pushed her to the ground.
"Old immortals like you have no fighting power at all. You won't survive for more than a few days in this apocalypse. Instead of this, why not give me this piece of meat!"
The gangster didn't feel guilty at all and turned around to leave.
The old man was furious: "Stop!"
The gangster didn't take it seriously, rolled his eyes and continued walking forward.
The old man held his shoulders and said in a firm tone:
"Apologize to my wife."
"It never ends. Aren't you tired of it?"
The gangster impatiently shook off his hand, but he didn't expect the old man was a retired policeman and couldn't shake it off for a while.
The two men soon got entangled with each other. Although the old man was quite skilled, he was old after all. His physical fitness was not as good as that of the young man, so he was kicked away by him.
Just as the old man’s head was about to hit the wall, Quan Jiu grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
The woman turned around, and no one could see her movements clearly, and she tackled the yellow-haired gangster to the ground.
She held the dagger in her backhand, put it against his neck, and said indifferently:
"Apologize."
Seeing that it was a woman, the gangster breathed a sigh of relief.
Women are soft-hearted, and at most they would scare him, but they wouldn't dare to actually do anything.
"Beautiful lady, please talk to me nicely. I..."
The words stopped abruptly.
He felt a sharp pain in his neck, his eyes widened, and he lowered his head in disbelief.
The bright red liquid flowed down his neck and into the collar of his shirt...
Quan Jiu simply repeated: "Apologize."
"I apologize! I apologize right now!"
The man kowtowed madly.
"I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen things. I'm a scumbag. I deserve a bad death..."
Quan Jiu knocked him twice on the forehead with a dagger and stood up:
"Hand over the things."
The man hurriedly got up from the ground and handed the pork to her.
Quan Jiu didn't take it, his eyes were even colder than before.
The man understood immediately and hurriedly handed over everything he had.
"It's all here!"
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