Kuaishou's fine system teaches you how to attack the villain

Chapter 475 The Arrogant and Tyrannical Doomsday Zombie King and the Spiritual Stick (4)

Why are we still talking? !
This……

To say that he doesn't live here must arouse his suspicion.

But if you really want to delve into this issue, it is estimated that some troublesome things will happen.

If I had known earlier that I shouldn't have come out to set up a stall today, it wouldn't be a big deal if I drank air with Xiaoguang and lay paralyzed all day.

Miscalculation.

Why didn't she learn the art of fortune-telling from her master? !
[System: (humming) Didn't you say you should treat the child better? 】

Ning Zhi: Now I feel that I don't come out is the correct way for him to live well.

Who knew Ning Xiu would come so fast.

"I'm here... ahahaha, I'm here." Ning Zhi turned around with a smile, and walked over again, with a hunched body and a particularly obsequious tone, "Brother, you look so talented, how could you come to such a poor man like us?" place?"

Ning Xiu didn't answer, his smooth chin was hidden behind the high collar of the windbreaker, and he could vaguely see his fair skin without the slightest trace of blood.

"Do you know the contact person mentioned on the loudspeaker on the street?" It was Xie Chen who was standing aside and smiling.

"Well, it..."

Before Ning Zhi could finish his sentence, a military truck rushed out of the corner of the street. A group of middle-aged men gathered on it. They held machine guns in their hands, covered their faces, and tied red bandages on their arms.

The car stopped not far away, and they got out of the car in groups, and moved quickly on the street with their guns raised.

This group of people immediately spotted Ning Zhi and the others, surrounded them in an orderly manner, and pointed their guns at them in unison.

Facing the pitch-black muzzle of bullets, the Zombie King, who pretended to be powerless, remained indifferent and stood there without saying a word.

Ning Zhi was preparing to wait for him to kill, and even thought about where to hide without splashing blood.

This is too bad, he wants to pretend to be weak and unable to take care of the people to break into the enemy's interior.

Of course, with myself.

At this time, Xiaoguang's voice came from not far away, "Let me go! Let me go!"

Ning Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

Did this kid leave?

She followed the sound and saw Xiao Guang being dragged towards him by his collar.

The elder brother who was holding him had muscular arms, dark skin and powerful eyes, and firm and cold eyes.

It seems that Xiaoguang really didn't leave just now, probably just watching from a distance.

Now that he also saw Ning Zhi, he realized that he was in danger, and immediately stopped crying, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably, probably because he was afraid that he would cause unnecessary trouble by screaming too loudly.

This is the survival criterion taught to him by Professor Ning Zhi.

The two avoided zombie attacks many times by relying on this salted fish principle, and of course there were organizational 'battles' among themselves.

The masked army unceremoniously pushed Xiaoguang to the ground, but fortunately Ning Zhi acted in time, and rushed out to hug the thin and thin Xiaoguang firmly.

Xiao Guang's face turned pale, tears welled up in his eyes, he didn't say a word, but grabbed Ning Zhi's Taoist robe with his hands.

This action made Ning Xiu glance at her unexpectedly, like a duckweed floating past, and looked away in the blink of an eye, making Ning Zhi think it was an instant illusion.

"Master, I'm fine." Xiao Guang took a deep breath and stood up sensiblely, and helped Ning Zhi.

very nice.

Ning Zhi couldn't help the watery eyes.

Apprentices are not in vain!
Not only them, people in and out of this street were gathered one after another. A dozen or so deserted people all gathered in this circle. They were also very confused and had no idea what was going on.

"How is this going?"

"What did they bring us here for?"

"It's not for..."

"Is that..."

From time to time, some intermittent whispers floated in my ears.

(End of this chapter)