"Let's go together."
Flathead stood up, "I still have some food and clothes upstairs, let's take them with us."
Ou Qian knew what this meant, that he wanted to go with her, not with the army outside.
She didn't know why, but her heart was filled with panic.
But when they walked upstairs, they saw things scattered on the floor.
They glanced at them and said, "Someone touched my things."
It’s self-evident who this person is.
The rest of the people were scared and stayed downstairs.
Only Ou Tingting stayed upstairs.
Ou Qian was not surprised at all that she could do such a thing.
Ou Qian immediately packed up.
The weapons were not moved, but most of the food was taken away.
But Ou Qian didn't worry anymore when she thought about the food in her space.
The only problem is how to take it out.
"Brother, if you don't go with the people outside," Ou Qian lowered her head, "Being with me will only drag you down.
What if I mutate?"
The flat-headed man was silent, and after a while he spoke: "What about you?"
"I" she didn't know, "if I hadn't died, I would still want to go to the capital."
If she could go to the capital, she would want to see it, her little brother, and the university she didn't go to.
"Don't do anything stupid and let's go together."
Ou Qian smiled and said, "Let's go.
Maybe we can get in the car and leave during the chaos, and then we can find a chance to leave."
The two of them walked outside the villa, only to see a chaos.
There were so many powerful zombies that even the army was somewhat powerless.
Some people in the villa were dragged away by zombies without even getting into the car.
"Brother, I'll cover you to get in the car."
Ou Qian took a look and saw that there was no trace of Lin Rong and Ou Tingting.
It seemed that they had already gotten in the car.
For some reason, her heart felt lighter.
There were some people who didn't dare to come forward.
When they saw Ou Qian, they also followed her, wanting to go to the military vehicle together.
Ou Qian didn't say anything when she saw it.
She couldn't drive him away mercilessly, but she wouldn't deliberately protect him either.
Everyone's life is important, and she cherishes her life.
"Roar."
Most of the zombies were stopped by the army, but occasionally there were fish that slipped through the net.
"Help my brother up."
Ou Qian escorted the people to the front of the car.
Those people came with her, so they naturally pulled Flathead onto the truck without a second thought.
Ou Qian stood in front of the truck and watched the fish that had slipped through the net heading this way.
At this time, the army people were about to retreat.
They retreated in batches and got into the car.
As a result, more and more fish are slipping through the net.
She stood alone at the back of the truck, looking at the zombies coming this way.
The smell of zombie carrion kept coming in the air, getting stronger and stronger.
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"Everyone get in the car and drive."
The military personnel evacuated in an orderly manner and got into the vehicles, and the engines were already started.
But when Ping Tou saw Ou Qian still standing there, he had no intention of retreating.
The army finally threw a few bombs, and the first wave of zombies were blown to pieces.
Ou Qian turned her back to the truck, facing the bursts of fire and the stench of burning in the air.
At this moment, there was actually nothing in her mind.
She just made a decision.
That silly girl guessed Ou Qian's purpose.
The crew-cut man stood up with a shudder, staggered and leaned against the car door.
He shouted her name toward the fire: "Ou Qian.
Come back."
She remained motionless, not even turning her head.
She slowly changed the knife in her hand to her left hand, and her eyes reflected the firelight on the opposite side.
Brother, even if we meet by chance, thank you for the warmth and encouragement you gave me in my last days.
On the first day of the end, she lost her closest relative.
In the days that followed, she experienced separation, emotion, betrayal, and abandonment.
But people are different from this zombie.
People have feelings.
Even if the love is deep or cold.
Ou Qian knew that she had no future after being bitten.
If she had to choose a way to die, she chose to die with the zombies.
She held the knife indifferently with her left hand, harvesting the zombies' heads like Shura.
In fact, this is the sword technique taught to him by his master.
This is the sword technique for killing people.
Every move and every move is directed towards the most lethal place.
She never used her left hand, because once she did, she couldn't stop until there was blood.
These moves are magical and are designed for killers.
At this moment, Ou Qian seemed to be a different person, and the aura of his whole body was completely different.
She used to be a cute and kind little girl next door, but now she looks like a skilled cold-blooded female killer.
The sword rises and falls with your hand, and you can't control your life.
By the way, in fact, the humble knife in her hand has a very naughty name, it's called Drunken Yama.
Yama, Yama, only when you are drunk will you realize that your fate is not up to you.
In the light of the fire, Ou Qian vaguely realized that killing people can also lead to drunkenness.
She no longer knew what it felt like at this moment.
Maybe drunk, maybe not.
"That move."
Flathead looked at the girl in the firelight in shock.
Each move seemed to awaken his memory, the deepest shadow.
The long knife reflected blazing light, and every move was filled with magic power.
That is the drunken Yama, the drunken Yama.
He will never admit his mistake.
Flathead didn't have time to think, so he threw the crutch in his hand down, and he jumped down immediately, rolling on the ground several times before he stopped.
But just after he struggled to get up, a military vehicle in front of him suddenly stopped with a screeching sound, turned sharply, then turned around and drove over.
"Damn it, Dongzi, go back and go to the solitary confinement yourself.
How dare you hit me."
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The captain touched the wound at the corner of his mouth and hissed, it was really cruel.
"Captain, I know you are a good person."
Dongzi looked at the captain with tears streaming down his face.
In fact, the captain did this on purpose, otherwise how could he touch the captain?
"Stop talking nonsense and go back to confinement."
The captain faced Dongzi with a cold face.
He looked at the girl in front of him who was fighting in the flames.
He has never been so aggrieved as today in his life, asking a girl to wean them off.
Speaking of which, that girl brought them too many surprises.
The girl who ran away from them in the flames, and the movements of raising and lowering the knife were deeply imprinted in their hearts.
"Roar."
Two zombies rushed towards her at the same time.
Ou Qian had to protect the fatal position and kill the nearest zombie with a knife.
Then with a backhand knife, he cut the zombie behind him biting his shoulder into two.
The whole process is completed in a moment.
To an outsider, she could only see two zombies being dispatched by her in an instant.
Ou Qian no longer knew the pain.
She only knew that the zombies in front of her were her enemies, causing her to lose her family and then herself.
It would be great if we could kill all the zombies.
"Ou Qian, get in the car quickly."
The truck suddenly braked and stopped behind Ou Qian.
Dongzi and his comrades fired to cover her.
After only a moment of hesitation, Ou Qian turned around and ran towards the truck.
In fact, she still wanted to live.
But her previous experience of being locked up as a monster really made her sad.
I would rather face death alone than get into a car.
Two taels of bones are worthless, but they are the last bit of dignity you have.
Today when I was coding, I accidentally heard a song that was okay.
I recommend it to everyone.
It’s called Mud, and it’s from Ugly Slave.
Maybe some of you have heard of it
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