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"Ou Qian, Ou Qian."
Pingtou looked at the man who was pressed under the zombies with splitting eyes.
His veins were bulging, and the rope was almost embedded in his flesh and blood.
Suddenly a faint blue light appeared on his body.
He broke away from the rope in an instant, propped up the chair, jumped off the high platform with all his strength and rushed towards the group of zombies.
"Roar."
The zombie's voice filled his ears.
Ou Qian could barely open her eyes.
She didn't seem to feel anything if it hurt.
I'm really tired.
Ou Qian couldn't bear to close her eyes and fell into a deep coma.
But just after she passed out, the zombies all fell to the ground instantly for some reason, like robots that had run out of power, suddenly losing power.
"Ou Qian."
Flathead raised his body and almost crawled over, throwing the zombie away with his bare hands.
Finally, with almost trembling hands, he picked up Ou Qian, no, he should have picked up the bloody man.
When he felt that she was still breathing, he, a tough man, almost cried with joy.
Still alive, still alive.
Just be alive, just be alive.
He turned his head away and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his shoulder.
Unfortunately, he couldn't move now.
He just jumped from the building.
Although he used a chair to prop him up, his left arm was probably broken.
Now he is a useless person, unable to do anything.
But for some reason, these zombies suddenly became motionless.
Pingtou carefully looked at the zombies around him and saw no unusual wounds.
After taking a breath, Flathead didn't care about any wounds.
He put the person down first, got up and used Ou Qian's long knife to find a rope on the side.
He bent over, almost touching the ground, put Ou Qian on his back and tied her with a rope, just like how women in the countryside used to carry their children.
He didn't expect that the first person he carried on his back was not his unborn child, but the girl whose fate had intersected many times.
Sometimes, fate is really a magical thing.
He lowered his head and glanced at the familiar long knife.
What do you think?
Drunken Yama Flathead carried the person to the second floor, then closed the door tightly and used all the available tools.
In the end, he leaned against the door, listening to the sound of zombies banging on the door outside.
He reached into his trouser pocket out of habit, and then took out a cigarette that had been battered into shape.
He lowered his head and held the cigarette in his mouth, and took a regretful breath, but unfortunately there was no fire.
The scene now is so similar to that in Tongcheng.
"Damn it."
Flathead looked at the crumbling door.
He stood on the table with a knife in his hand and looked down at the door, like an ancient swordsman, with a face as cold as a peak and a sharp gaze like a knife.
He left after being infected by the zombie virus without taking any of the weapons around him.
Now the only weapon left is the Drunken Yama.
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He didn't expect that one day he would use this knife, and the person he was protecting would be the owner of the knife.
The door creaked and finally cracked.
Flathead immediately jumped over the table and kicked everything outside with the help of inertia.
As debris fell, quite a few zombies died, or their limbs were broken and they could no longer move.
The sword was raised, with a roaring sound of thunder, and the sword fell cleanly.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the sword.
Could this be because of the good knife?
He didn't think the mutated zombies could be solved so easily.
With no time to think, he looked for the feeling he had just felt.
Sure enough, this time he clearly saw the long knife covered with white thunder and lightning.
A knife struck the zombie's head, and a burning smell immediately came out.
Sure enough, Pingtou looked at the knife.
Could it be that he saw the knife in Ou Qian's hand glowing last time?
Could it be this?
Not only is it very powerful, even if it encounters a zombie, the zombie will howl in pain and get out of the way.
But there seems to be something wrong, and Flathead can't figure it out for the time being.
The flat head grinned, no matter what, it's good to practice your hands before death.
Not everyone has the opportunity to play with this knife.
Thunder and lightning are all over the blade, and occasionally it will break away from the body and go towards the zombies with the flat-headed moves.
But even though it was quite powerful and he was seriously injured, he was still holding his breath to support him.
He looked back at Ou Qian, wondering how she was doing now.
The zombies were so ferocious that he really couldn't separate them.
The night was gradually fading.
I leaned my head flat on the table and looked at the sky over there.
I had to hold on for a while before it would be daybreak.
When it was daybreak, there would be fewer zombies.
There were not many zombies left, and they cautiously moved toward the house.
This time, they suddenly learned their lesson and moved toward Flathead at the same time.
"Hey, come on, grandson."
Flathead waved the long knife in his hand, and thunder and lightning circled and creaked.
He kicked away the nearest zombie and turned his body to throw the zombie away, preventing the zombie from getting close to him.
The burnt zombie howled and retreated.
He got up from the ground with a flat head and gritted teeth.
His face was pale and livid.
When I was turning my body just now, I accidentally touched the wound on my foot.
The wound was already inflamed.
After touching it again, I felt like I wanted to die.
"Oh, I've actually awakened my superpower."
A familiar voice came from the door.
He turned his head and saw the doctor walking in leisurely, even wearing rubber gloves.
"It's you."
Flathead gritted his teeth and straightened his body.
He was a little surprised to see a doctor here.
Wasn't this person gone long ago?
"I was passing by, but I didn't expect to meet you again."
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The doctor approached slowly.
He stretched out his hand and easily threw away the zombies that wanted to attack him, just like throwing sandbags.
"You, what are you?"
Flathead was a little surprised at the doctor's strength.
Why didn't he realize that the doctor had such great strength before?
After the doctor got rid of the zombies present, he bent down to check Ou Qian's body and said, "You have awakened the thunder power, don't you know it yourself?"
Seeing how smoothly the flat head was used, he thought he was Got it.
"Thunder power" A flash of surprise flashed in Pingtou's eyes, and then a different look came over him.
He couldn't tell what it was, but he was either happy or happy.
"Don't say you haven't heard of it.
People in the top military circles used to know this.
I guess it used to be called superpowers, not supernatural powers."
The doctor checked Ou Qian, but he was bitten like a hedgehog.
He had a crew cut.
After getting through it, I didn’t expect this girl to start again.
"How is she?"
Ping Tou saw Ou Qian's look with worry in his eyes.
If a zombie attacks her, she will definitely be infected, not to mention that she has been bitten before.
Even a grown man like him can't stand the feeling of fighting against the virus.
"It's the same as being dead."
A medical box appeared in the doctor's hand out of thin air.
He opened it skillfully and injected something into Ou Qian's body.
He then took out another quilt and covered Ou Qian, "Whether she lives or dies depends on whether she can survive it."
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