The muzzle of Ling Lang's gun was already against his forehead, and his body was suddenly pulled away, falling back into the zombie tide.
"you!"
Ling Lang smirked, "I won't let you get away with it, and you still dare to threaten me."
If you don’t want to save him, then don’t save him. It’s disgusting to play this trick.
He would rather Xiao Yue ran away like a grandson.
Asking this kind of question is just asking for trouble.
Xiao Yue climbed up the tall building from the pile of zombies with a gun in hand. The zombies at his feet did not dare to approach him because of the weapon in his hand, and attacked them again.
Ling Lang fought hard. The fight with Xiao Yue just now had consumed a lot of his supernatural powers. After holding on for a long time, his body fell heavily to the ground uncontrollably. He was about to fall down, but his arm was pulled back by a force that could not be ignored.
"Brother... I'm sorry, I can't protect you." Ling Lang's white hair had been mostly dyed red with blood, and blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Duan Xiaolin's face was gloomy, and he pulled him up directly, "I told you to leave."
"I'm not leaving." Ling Lang was unwavering. "You picked me up, and I won't leave even if I die."
Duan Xiaolin's lips straightened: "You have your own life. You don't need to give up everything for me."
Ling Lang said, "If you die, what will happen to Pei Xiqing?"
Duan Xiaolin's body stiffened, and he exerted a little force with his arms, pulling him forward. "Even if I die, she can still live on. She loves herself very well. You should learn from her."
"Does she love you?"
Duan Xiaolin said calmly: "I love her."
That's enough.
Ling Lang laughed out loud.
He let go of her hand and said, "Neither of us brothers wants to leave, and neither of us wants to admit defeat. Why don't we go together?"
Duan Xiaolin knew there was something else behind his words, and said expressionlessly, "You have no chance of winning."
Ling Lang shrugged: "It doesn't matter."
The man turned his head and killed several zombies, his lips curled slightly, "If you get out alive, I'll admit that you still have a chance."
Ling Lang: "Are you serious?"
The man said, "He's kind of like a man."
Ling Lang: "Brother, are you praising me or insulting me?"
He covered his chest with his superpowers, and said, "Brother, if you don't have superpowers, just clean up the zombies nearby, and leave the ones farther away to me."
“That’s too many.”
They are back to back.
Zombies continued to appear in large numbers around.
The roots can never be completely killed.
"Compared to the war you went through five years ago, this is nothing, isn't it?"
The man said calmly, "It's a pity that I can't do what I did five years ago."
"I'll do my best."
"The same to you."
Just as he finished speaking, Duan Xiaolin had no special ability to protect him. After dealing with more than a dozen zombies on the right, he was suddenly attacked by a zombie.
The sharp nails scratched his arm, and blood splattered.
"elder brother!"
The zombies came one after another, giving them no chance to breathe.
Ling Lang was surrounded by a tide of zombies just after he finished shouting. He could only watch helplessly as the man was gradually devoured by the tide of zombies, with wounds appearing on his body one after another.
In the distance, Xiao Yue was standing on a building. After what happened with Ling Lang just now, he had completely distanced himself from him and watched coldly as more and more zombies crawled towards them.
The dark green light on Duan Xiaolin's palm flashed for only a second and then went out.
He looked at Ling Lang and mouthed "Go!", gathering the last bit of remaining strange energy.
The dark green poison was like a spider web, and even a strand of it could make the zombies around it move sluggishly, making them as slow and stiff as machines.
He left Ling Lang a last chance to survive.
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