Doomsday After Turning into a Zombie

"Be careful, there is more than one high-level zombie," Ge Huai was very sensitive to the fluctuations in the surrounding space, and there were about ten kinds of strange energies lingering around.

He didn't notice a trace of greed flashing in the eyes of the young man behind him, and he even took a breath in the air, even though it seemed to others that there was no change in the air.

After Han Zheng got off the car, he was the first to catch Yan Hao's figure, only to see the strange curve of Yan Hao's lips.

He was startled, thinking about the conversation with Yan Hao last night, he always felt that what he said was abrupt, didn't Yan Hao say that he could control the zombies, then this group of zombies was summoned by him...

Soon, Han Zheng dismissed this idea. The zombies lurking around were the best assassins. As if they couldn't feel pain, they swiftly avoided Song Jia's attack and rushed towards Ge Huai's direction.

Han Zheng's pupils shrunk to the size of pinholes. He took a few steps back. After leaving the battlefield, there was no sign of zombies trying to trouble him. All attacks were aimed at Ge Huai, or Yan Hao behind Ge Huai.

Yan Hao lowered his eyes. Apart from the occasional zombies that flew past his eyes, there were also the man's broad and powerful arms. The tip of his heart seemed to be molested by someone holding a feather. He knew that Ge Huai was standing still. It is to keep the back self from being hurt.

He raised his head, stared indifferently at the two zombies that could stay in the air, and the corners of his lips rose in self-mocking.

He originally only thought that he could control the zombies, but he ignored it. Even if he is the zombie king, it doesn't mean that all the zombies will obey his orders. The purpose of this group of zombies was clear from the beginning, and it was him.

In addition to the third-tier zombies, there were two fourth-tier zombies who launched the surprise attack. Only He Ting and Ge Huai could fight the fourth-tier zombies. He Ting dealt with one, and Song Jia went to protect the three newcomers.

There was also a fourth-tier zombie standing not far away, with venomous spots shining in its cloudy eyes, it was waiting for Ge Huai to show his weakness.

"Stay away from here first," Ge Huai's aura was still steady, and his spatial strangulation had a wide range, because he was concerned about the young people behind him, so he was still unable to perform such a brutal move as spatial storm.

"Well," a scarlet light flashed across the young man's dark eyes, and the only one who noticed this was Han Zheng, who had taken it to heart from the very beginning.

But there were also two third-tier zombies in front of him, and he could only watch helplessly as the handsome figure of the young man walked behind the bushes.

The fourth-order zombie who seemed to be the leader also followed in a blink of an eye. Yan Hao heard the whistling wind. He didn't need to open his eyes or feel it. the way it attacks.

The purple-black nails grow quietly, and anyone who knows Yan Hao at this moment will probably be shocked when they look at them. The young man's eyes are inorganic, like a monster without emotion. Tilting his head, he easily grabbed the zombie's wrist.

The gloomy eyes finally flickered for a moment, regaining human feelings, and showing an expression of interest like a vile devil, pressing down on the wrist, and the fourth-order zombie smashed into the ground and shot out from its mouth at the same time. Corrosive liquid.

Yan Hao didn't dodge, his white and slender neck immediately emitted white gas after being touched by the liquid, and purple-black blood flowed out from it, but the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just as the zombie roared, Yan Hao bent down in an instant, and held the zombie's mouth in the palm of his bony hand, and put the index finger of the other hand next to his lips, making a hissing motion.

His eyes were rare and gentle, as if he was confiding something, or looking at something he loved, "Don't make a sound, it would be bad if someone finds out."

Yan Hao suppressed the hunger in his stomach, looked at the zombies under his hands, his palms were constantly corroded and healed by the mucus sprayed out by the zombies, and repeated this process, he seemed to feel no pain, the red gradually encroach on ownership of the eye.

When the slender nails touch a zombie, they smash the opponent's head as easily as cutting tofu. The zombie that lost its head can still attack with the remaining body. Bloodthirsty flashes in Yan Hao's eyes. His nails are deep Embedded deeply into the heart of the zombie, the continuous supply of energy relieves the hunger gradually.

"Fortunately, it's a zombie at the peak of the fourth order," Yan Hao's red eyes gradually faded, and the fatigue in his body was also swept away, looking thoughtfully at his healing palm.

The fourth-order zombies will definitely not be dealt with as easily as he just did, but he seems to have a kind of coercion over the zombies, and his body seems to have muscle memory, he knows exactly where the zombies are going to attack, and then instinctively knows how to fill his stomach .

The zombie whose energy had been absorbed by him really only had dry skin on the outside, because the head was smashed, and its original appearance could not be seen from the pile on the ground.

Somewhat dissatisfied, Yan Hao crossed the bushes to look at the people who were still fighting over there, and his greedy gaze was on those zombies. The memory that had been silent for a long time was finally pried away. It seemed that such a scene had happened before.

He hasn't taken in energy for a long time, and a fourth-order zombie can only make his hunger less intense. When Yan Hao saw Ge Huai and the others, he suddenly paused, and his black-purple nails quickly faded and turned pale. It became normal, and the indifference in his eyes disappeared quickly.

After he left, all the third-tier zombies attacking around Ge Huai were strangled by the newly built twisted space around him. He glanced at the almost broken zombies on the ground with some pity, and really wanted to absorb the energy inside.

Yan Hao averted his eyes so that he would not look at the dismembered corpses on the ground.

"Fifth-order zombie?"

Lao Li exclaimed, he dodged the attack of the zombies in embarrassment, but the strong wind tore through his clothes, and Hei Jin made the black box he was carrying sound a piercing siren as if in an emergency.

Yan Hao casually looked away, and the fifth-order zombie appeared in front of him in a second.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw himself from his cloudy eyes. The zombie also directly attacked his heart. Yan Hao dodged quickly, but his shoulder was still pierced.

Ge Huai, who was temporarily vacant, looked back and saw a heart-rending scene. The surrounding space was even more distorted. Those zombies had no room to struggle and went to their death.

The next second, Ge Huai appeared in front of Yan Hao, and broke the right arm of the fifth-order zombie abruptly. The zombie let out a roar, and Yan Hao staggered back two steps, bright red blood continuously flowing from the wound.

With the breath of living people and fresh blood, the nearby first- and second-level zombies are also constantly approaching and surrounding them.

Yan Hao gritted his molars tightly. It was due to his negligence. He was indeed somewhat proud of his status as the zombie king. He never thought that not all the zombies would obey his orders, let alone that there would be a fifth-level zombie waiting for an opportunity to snatch him. own life.

When he transformed into a human being, he felt pain even when he was injured. He just tore the severed arm off his shoulder, and the bright red blood continued to flow down. The shoulder was also very frightening, with scary blood holes.

The wound would not heal as quickly as before. With the loss of blood, the scenery in front of him gradually blurred.

The third-tier zombies were almost dealt with, and there were only one or two left. He Ting also killed the last fourth-tier zombie. Qingjun's face was filled with terrifying killing intent, and he changed from his unscrupulous appearance before.

Song Jia looked at Yan Hao's arm pierced by zombies, his brows were locked together, hesitant to speak. Lao Li's ability was group-aggressive, and he was dealing with the first- and second-level zombies that kept coming up.

The three rookies didn't know how to distribute abilities reasonably in the fight against the third-level zombies, and now their faces are a little pale. Han Zheng stared at Yan Hao's position, looked at the bleeding shoulder, his face was pale, and said Some people would believe that he was a zombie at this time.

His hands were trembling uncontrollably, this was the second time he watched Yan Hao get hurt in front of his eyes, especially after he thought he had the strength to protect people, Yan Hao was still hurt.

Ge Huai kept tearing up space cracks around him, and the movement of the fifth-level zombies could not even be caught by the naked eye. The man's dark eyes glanced at the low-level zombies that kept coming up, and gave the first order of the day , "You get in the car and go first."

Song Jia and Lao Li made a decisive decision, each of them grabbed a newcomer and got into the previous car. He Ting was in charge of Han Zheng, and he dragged Han Zheng back by the collar, who had escaped from his protection range, cursing.

With a pale face, Han Zheng stubbornly wanted to approach Yan Hao.

He Ting frowned, and his face was extremely ugly, "You can only hold back if you stay here."

Han Zheng shook his head in resistance. He was not an obedient person, and he didn't want to do it a second time...

A trace of unbearableness flashed in He Ting's eyes, and then he slapped Han Zheng on the back of the neck with one hand, knocked him unconscious, and then dragged him into the car, following Song Jia and the others who were walking ahead.

Seeing that everyone else had left, the murderous intent in the depths of the man's eyes gradually gushed out, like a ghost crawling out of hell, he no longer relied on supernatural powers to tear apart the space around him to catch the afterimages of zombies, Withdrew the protection around him and turned into a killer.

The naked eye can't catch the figure, he can rely on energy fluctuations to judge the attack direction, as long as it is faster than the afterimage——

The black-haired man turned over from the air and squatted neatly on the ground. The dagger in his hand was stained with black and purple blood. At this moment, a drop was falling down the tip of the dagger.

The sharp voice penetrated into his ears, Ge Huai's eyes did not fluctuate, his head tilted slightly to the left, the sharp nails crossed and slashed, and the movements were natural and coherent, which Ge Huai had never seen before. The most powerful zombie.

However, his reaction was faster, the dagger flew across the air quickly, leaving a trail of silver light, and the left arm of the zombie was also cut off by him with the dagger.

Ge Huai raised his eyelids, this zombie was very similar to his own abilities, his movement speed was not fast, but he teleported himself to a certain coordinate.

Ge Huai, who had figured out all this, raised a cold arc on the corner of his mouth.

When the energy fluctuated in a small range, he immediately turned around and stabbed behind the empty person, but this time he completely ended the life of the zombie. In addition to the refracted light, his movements also turned into an afterimage.

Those first- and second-level zombies isolated by his space had already huddled together. Ge Huai looked coldly, walked over and hugged the comatose youth on the ground.

Then manipulated the ability to aggressively open up a passage that no zombies could break through, and the zombies could only be crushed continuously when they touched the surroundings.

Yan Hao woke up in a daze, the pain in his shoulder made him groan, and the moment he opened his eyes, physical tears rolled down.

Then he put a bottle of water on his lips, and he stared blankly at the water bottle in front of him. In front of him was a man's indifferent face.

Yan Hao rarely saw such a side of Ge Huai, the first time he saw him was in Rongcheng, Ge Huai put on this appearance when he ignored him, and after that he always acted dishonestly. Looking around, it was a strange place, and only Ge Huai was alone.

"How do you feel?" Ge Huai frowned, "Forget it, you better stop talking."

Somewhat awkwardly, he put the mouth of the water bottle against the chapped lips of the young man, and Yan Hao was filled with water by the other party without knowing why.

He was choked a few times in the middle, and Ge Huai's hand subconsciously stuck to the young man's back and wanted to pat him to relieve him, but he thought of something, and moved his hand away with a gloomy expression.

Because of the wound, Yan Hao's face turned red instead of pale, and his forehead was hot.

Ge Huai had already confirmed it before he woke up, and his heart sank. This was a harbinger of becoming a zombie.

Now that the young man is awake, he doesn't even dare to approach the young man, not because he is afraid that he will be a zombie, but because he simply cannot accept that Yan Hao will become a zombie because of his own mistake.

His fingers hanging below him kept trembling in a slight arc, and Ge Huai's face became more and more ugly every minute.

While longing to hear Yan Hao speak, he prayed that the other party would not speak.

After Yan Hao's brain cleared up, he immediately understood what was going on. He lowered his eyes, and what caught his eye was the wound after being bandaged. All sour.

What is Ge Huai? He clearly saw himself being caught by zombies. Instead of leaving himself behind, he brought himself here alone. He still remembered those first- and second-level zombies smelling blood before he fell into a coma. The smell came along, and the other party didn't abandon him, it's not counting to bring him here, and now he even bandaged his wound.

His heart seemed to have given birth to some incredible baby, exuding scorching temperature, but not burning, but the eye sockets still became sore uncontrollably.

People will become vulnerable at a certain moment. Yan Hao has been trying hard to hide the secret that he is a zombie. When he met Han Zheng, he had already exploded for a while, and then he was injured this time. Huai's action of unknown meaning suddenly made him want to tell the other party everything in a desperate manner.

Reason dissuaded him in time. He felt that he was going to leave the capital base and be separated from them, but he was a little greedy for the warmth and care he felt from Ge Huai. He laughed at himself, mocking his own weakness, but still With expectations, it is very difficult to even ask the other party to leave.

However, it's not okay to continue to procrastinate, Yan Hao reminded himself over and over again in his heart, if this continues, he will not be able to hide his identity.

"You go first."

Ge Huai looked at the young man with his head down, and the negative emotions in his heart had accumulated to a certain extent. The emotions that he hadn't figured out before were like a punctured balloon. Before he could see what was hidden inside, it had leaked out. up.

He abruptly hugged the young man in front of him, his normally nice voice became hoarse, "Sorry."

His heart was full of uncomfortable and painful complex emotions, but he was not willing to expose these to the young man, even he didn't know why he was sorry.

Is he regretting that he didn't follow his promise to protect him to save Yan Hao, or is he unable to face up to his heart and accompany him to the last moment.

Yan Hao was about to throw his real identity out of his throat, but his rationality successfully stopped him.

It was as if explosives had been placed in the heart, and an astonishing flame erupted in the next second.

He had a severe fever, and his newly awakened head gradually became a little drowsy, and the thoughts in his brain were no longer smooth, and the part of his mind that was free was thought of Han Zheng again. That guy must be in unbearable pain now, and this is his second time This situation is gone from his eyes.

He suddenly found that he couldn't bear the life he had now.

The end of the world is a game of plunder, which dissects human nature on a plane, the conflicts of human nature, the distorted faces for interests, and the courage to defend to the death for cherished treasures.

For Yan Hao, it was more like a gift. From the very beginning, he had only a handful of treasures, and he cherished every thing he owned. Even Ge Huai's care would be kept in his heart, and he remembered it afterwards. All smiles, but now this situation will not continue.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness, and gritted his teeth. Anyway, didn't he have nothing at the beginning?

Ge Huai finally left, and Yan Hao was placed on a bed. Although his head was burning badly, he didn't dare to fall asleep. Now he knows that there are still a group of people hiding in the dark who are targeting him, or peeping at him Zombie status.

The young man closed his eyes, allowing himself to suppress all the discomfort, and then he called the black zombie and the female zombie in his heart. Even if he didn't respond for a while, he didn't give up.

After about 5 minutes, when he finally got a response, Yan Hao heaved a sigh of relief. The only thing he can count on now are these zombies that he avoided before.

It really is a good reincarnation.

He didn't dare to fall asleep completely. Who knew if he would have a chance to wake up, so he waited for the black zombie and the female zombie.

When his consciousness collapsed a little more, he finally heard the voice.

The black zombie worshiped as always, but now he was a little more embarrassed.

'king'

'We're in trouble'

His eyelids twitched and he tried to open them.

Before asking in detail, the black zombie who always likes to pour beans is also very active and conscious today, without Yan Hao asking in detail, he explained the situation clearly.

'that man, around you'

Then his tone was a little pitiful.

'We can't beat him'

Yan Hao felt that he was burnt out, who was he talking about.

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