Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After getting rid of one zombie, if nothing goes wrong there should be only one left.

Wei Xian, who had already grasped the zombies' weaknesses, felt that nothing would go wrong this time, so he picked up a sharp piece of porcelain and rushed into the house.

But this time there was no sign of another zombie, only the fear brought by the darkness that followed him everywhere.

Chu Shu followed behind his brother Jin and looked, "I think I heard it."

He carefully explored the source of the sound, and did not forget to use his breath to force it, "Brother Jin, I think the sound-listening skills I've practiced are useful."

Jin Chen couldn't help laughing, "Then try your best, just treat it as fighting monsters."

Click.

Chu Shu suddenly stepped on a piece of debris, and the sound of the broken porcelain was clear and sharp.

Chu Shu wanted to cry but had no tears. He raised his feet stiffly and said, "Ai Men So Sao Rui..."

But by some strange mistake, he actually attracted another zombie over.

Although he was also wearing a blue uniform, he was much taller than the man outside. His thick palms were covered in blood, and his needle-sized pupils were staring at them in the darkness, with a whooshing sound coming from his throat.

Just like a perverted murderer in a horror movie.

Wei Xian grabbed the patterned porcelain piece tightly, overcame his psychological discomfort, and rushed forward fiercely.

"Ho..."

The zombie was nearly knocked over, but its heavy weight allowed it to sway its body, and it raised its heavy hands to grab Wei Xian's clothes.

Wei Xian practiced Sanda after all, so he dodged quickly and smashed his fist into the zombie's head.

boom!Boom!

The sound of heads colliding was really frightening.

Wei Xian quickly became excited after taking over. The adrenaline rush made his arms tremble. The sudden increase in strength made it impossible to stop grabbing the porcelain piece, and he kept stabbing it into the zombie's head, again and again.

"Die! I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Chu Shu was stunned, silently hugging his helpless and weak self, "My goodness... this person is so cruel."

"Depend on!"

Jinchen didn't expect this man to suddenly go crazy. He was unable to dodge and his brain was splattered. He retreated with disgust on his face.

"Your uncle's Wei Xian!"

Why does this guy fight like he's on drugs?

The zombie collapsed to the ground, and Wei Xian was still standing in front of it. The excitement that he had never felt in any training or competition lingered for a long time.

It turns out that killing... zombies is so fun.

Hearing Jinchen's complaint, Wei Xian's eyes turned fierce, and he slowly turned his head to stare at him, "Are you scolding me?"

He stood facing Jinchen, moving his shoulders and neck, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

Jinchen took off his sweatshirt that was covered with brain matter and threw it at his head, being extremely fierce.

"What's wrong with scolding you? You have no eyes!"

Wei Xian, whose face was covered with brain matter, said: "..."

No matter how excited you are, you will calm down.

When I calmed down, I heard a creaking sound.

They both looked into the room at the same time and saw Chu Shu rummaging through something.

This may be a temporary residence for workers, and there is a lot of rice and food.

"Hold…"

Wei Xian rushed forward and shot without any hesitation. Quality was not worth mentioning at this moment.

He snatched the food from Chu Shu's arms and said, "Give it to me! What's the point of you, a weakling who can't even kill a zombie, snatching so much food?"

"Ouch!…"

Chu Shu didn't dare to fight with him. He threw the bulging backpack towards Jin Chen with his empty hand, and then quickly spread out his hands.

"Okay, okay! I don't have anything now."

Jinchen carried the backpack on one shoulder and waved to Chu Shu. He did not try to snatch the food from Wei Xian. The food was too complicated. The good thing was the one that could easily fill the stomach.

The two of them only took a few bottles of mineral water, bread, and biscuits, which, together with the things Chu Shu had just looted, were enough.

Wei Xian simply found a snakeskin bag and put all the food and daily necessities into it.

"Brother Jin, are we only going to take this flashlight and two kitchen knives? He's already taken all the good stuff."

Chu Shu was a little unwilling.

Supplies exploded in the safe house, and then someone snatched it away!

Jinchen held the kitchen knife to test the feel, "No matter how good your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife."

"That makes sense." Chu Shu decided to trust Brother Jin unconditionally, if for no other reason than because Zhou Xuan said that Brother Jin kicked a zombie to death.

"Brother Jin, you must have secretly learned the ultimate martial arts somewhere!"

"Wait a minute..."

Wei Xian suddenly stood up straight and listened carefully.

"Why does it seem like there's still sound?"

Jinchen gripped the kitchen knife tightly and looked out the window that led directly to the balcony.

There were also five zombies in blue uniforms wandering outside the balcony, ready to break through the extremely dangerous wooden door at any time.

Chu Shu and Wei Xian also saw it.

"Fuck! That's too much."

Wei Xian was not sure he could kill five zombies.

"Will they break through this door tonight?" Chu Shu was so anxious, "Then we will be in danger!"

“Reinforcement.”

Jinchen glanced around the room and found nothing useful, so he could only try to move the cabinets and bed.

"I'll help! Wei Xian, don't just sit there."

Chu Shu quickly lent a hand, and no matter how unhappy Wei Xian was, he still thought that saving his life was the most important thing.

The three of them moved the single bed behind the wooden door with great effort and then blocked it with a cabinet.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Wei Xian grabbed the snakeskin bag and quickly went downstairs, obviously not wanting to stay with them for even a second.

Jinchen observed through the gaps in the wooden board, hesitating whether to use his spiritual power to kill these zombies.

[Host, think twice! There is no supernatural evolution in this world. It will be under control in a few months. ]

0731's admonition was very timely.

If the zombies absorb spiritual power and mutate, that would be damned.

Jinchen calmly put his arm around Chu Shu's shoulder and said, "Let's go, downstairs."

"Oh good... I'm so tired."

Chu Shu patted his neck and walked down, when suddenly his foot kicked something.

"Don't step on him." Jinchen grabbed the back of his collar, laughed and squatted down.

"You're really good at making mistakes."

"What the hell?"

Chu Shu also squatted down, "A roll of hemp rope for tying tiles? What's the use of it, brother? We don't need to jump off the building or anything."

Jinchen knocked on his head, "This thing is much more useful than a dagger."

"dagger……"

Chu Shu was stunned, patted Jinchen's arm excitedly, and lowered his voice.

"Brother Jin! Zhou Xuan has a dagger. The military daggers we bought at the scenic spot are all with him!"

Jinchen was surprised, "Yes... Keep this secret, don't tell anyone else."

"Okay! No one knows except the four of us." Chu Shu patted his chest.

Jinchen knocked his head again, "Add another doctor Jiang."

"……oh."

Chu Shu rubbed his head in confusion and didn't dare to ask.