Not long after, Zou Lang saw the zombies outside the bank falling one by one like they were cutting straw. □□, gunshot headshot.Then a tall figure appeared at the corner of the street.Holding a long knife in his hand, he cut off the heads of the remaining zombies as if walking in a courtyard.Only one person, within half an hour, solved the embarrassment in this place.

It was the first time that Zou Lang saw that beating zombies was pleasing to the eye.Until the man came to the gate of the bank, opened the barbed wire, and took off the bloody mask, revealing a handsome and fair face, with indifference on his handsome face, slightly raised eyes, like a cold moon that rejects people for thousands of miles , and like the first snow without temperature.

Zou Lang shook the little bun, feeling like a bullet had hit his heart, and felt love at first sight at such a young age, "Damn it, forget it, this kid is so handsome. He's even more handsome than the stars on TV, why didn't I know Are there such talents in our army?"

The little bun was shaken to the point of being a mess, "Captain, calm down! Calm down! You are the one who wants to go home and marry a wife."

"Who said a daughter-in-law can't be male?" Zou Lang quickly identified the target.

The beauty walked through the students, receiving their excited praise like a lonely hero, smoothed her messy hair with her hands, cast her eyes in the crowd, and landed on Zou Lang accurately, her voice was cold, " Zou Lang, right?"

Zou Lang wagged his tail and stepped forward, "It's me, it's me, Lieutenant Zou Lang, Captain of the Fourth Team of the Third Rescue Team in City C." He stretched out his hand to shake hands.

"Special Forces K3 Major Mijingtang, I will take over here from today on." The man dropped a sentence coldly, turned around and left.Caught Zou Lang's outstretched hand in the air.

The corner of Zou Lang's mouth twitched, and he recalled the kid's words first.

King is a newly formed elite special forces unit for zombies. It is a well-deserved king's division, and it is not an exaggeration to be able to defeat one hundred.

King troops are graded according to 1, 2, and 3, and those who can reach level 3 are the elite among the elites.The military rank is more than one level off, but what does it mean to take over?

After sorting out all this, Zou Lang went up and pulled Mijingtang, "Hey, comrade! Why, you dismissed me as soon as you came, and didn't ask what's going on now. I took the students with me. Where were you when you were hiding in Tibet? Can you work together to fight?"

After hearing these few words, the man raised his head and frowned slightly, and made a silent movement towards Zou Lang.

Zou Lang was taken aback, and looked around, "What? Are there any zombies?" The recent wave of corpses has made him a dead man.

Mijingtang's face was so cold that it was about to freeze, and he sent him four words, "You are too noisy."

"I...!" Zou Lang choked back the national curse and wanted to start scolding.

Seeing his uneasy expression, Mijingtang gave him another four words to shut his mouth, "obey the order."

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