Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

In other words, this is fundamentally the strength that the human body itself can exert, but it has always been hidden in the depths and has not been discovered by people.

It's like those who are in a desperate situation, without any leverage, can jump on the plane that is about to take off.The ancient and modern sharpshooters are all a manifestation of discovering the potential of the human body.

Anyway, ever since he came to this world, Chen Simeng only felt that the virus in his body seemed to be idle all the time.

But if you think about it, if you don't simulate or absorb them, they really have nothing to do.

The long-range threat was eliminated, and with Chen Simeng's sharp marksmanship shown just now, even though it was unexpected that a gentleman who looked much younger than his actual age would have such abnormal marksmanship, the gangsters still didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

The man on the other side who was shaking hands with Mo Ze just now was distracted by Chen Simeng's precise shooting, his body was suddenly turned half a circle, and the arm that was holding Mo Ze was twisted behind his back Near the shoulder blades, you have to be forced to straighten your waist.

When the palms were turning white due to the unnatural movements, there was also the sound of the cloth breaking and chattering, constantly coming from the clothes on the man's body.

It’s not that the suit the man is wearing is cheap, and it will be torn apart after experiencing such a little force, but because the blade held by Moze’s left hand pierced the man’s right shoulder at this time. Following Moze's movements, the blade sliced ​​through the expensive fabric bit by bit, and rested on the man's neck.

"Heh...strength...not bad?" Even though he was under the control of other people, the man still didn't show any panic, but the sound of gasping mixed in between the words made Moze tighten his eyes slightly. He stretched his left arm, making the blade more intimate with the man's neck.

"Now can you tell me, who instructed you to plot against us like this? Also, we will accept the four guns under your hand." Chen Simeng, who received the hint from Mo Ze's words, responded happily, raising his hand He pointed the gun and walked towards the bodies of the four gunmen just now, rummaging through them with anticipation.

Even though the people around saw that their boss was using their eyes to order to stop him, they only dared to obediently stay away from the Zhengtai who was squatting on the ground and seemed defenseless.

It wasn't until Chen Simeng was carrying three guns on his back and sitting on the sunken hood with one gun in his hand that Moze loosened his restraint on the man a little, and shouted loudly: "All of you, get out of the way!" ! Otherwise, his life would not be so safe!"

Lan Zijian in the car looked at the rifles behind Mo Ze and Chen Simeng with a little fanaticism and admiration, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Did you see it just now! Three bursts of instant kills! I still use the recoil of ssm76 Uncontrollable improvised gun! Oh my god! So handsome!"

Peng Ruyun obviously couldn't understand what Lan Zijian was excited about. She vomited twice and fell into a coma for a long time because of the stimulation. Her face was pale, and her arm moved away from the girl who got on the bus just now as if a bone had been broken, and slowly helped her Sitting on the back of the seat, he stammered because of fear: "They...they killed people just now...will the police come to arrest us...Although those monsters are terrifying, the country should be able to find a way to deal with them soon means?"

"Country?" As if he had heard something funny, Lan Zijian knocked on the radio that had been left with only electric noise from just now, and shook his head helplessly: "Since just now, this radio has been unable to receive a signal, no matter what How about other cities, here we are, the administrative agencies must have been abolished, the police? You let them arrest you, and they have to survive."

"Why do you know so much?" Unwilling to believe the cruel facts Lan Zijian said, Peng Ruyun subconsciously clenched the flashlight that was thrown on the seat, and shook her head blankly: "Then we... what will I do in the future?" Do... I'm just a college student who just graduated!"

As she said that, tears flowed from her eyes. I don't know if it was because of the atmosphere. The girl who was comforted by her in her arms also sobbed softly at this time. The only man in the car, Some raised their chests with a strong desire for protection, ready to express a bold statement.

But he forgot that he was sitting in the car, holding a long steering wheel lock in his hand.Immediately there was a clanging sound, causing two tearful beauties with shattered eyes to look up in doubt, and saw Lan Zijian covering her head in embarrassment, with a silver-blue steering wheel lock on her lap, pulling the corners of her mouth in pain , Turning a paragraph that was originally spoken with great momentum into a paragraph with an active atmosphere.

"Master, as long as I can get those guns! I will protect you all the time! A gentleman loves a beautiful woman! I am a gentleman, and I will always protect you! If I want to hurt you, I will not step on my corpse!"

Although Lan Zijian, still covering his head with a blush on his face, sounds unreliable, but in this negative environment, there is a person who speaks out to protect others, It will always bring a touch of warmth to the hearts of the listeners.

Even so, Peng Ruyun, who has been around the dignitaries for a long time, still asked habitually: "But you have only played with guns in games. I have also played that kind of game, and I can kill people a few times. How can you compare with real guns?" Compare it!"

The blush on Lan Zijian's face unknowingly turned into a sweet voice, with a kind of pride of a man who is asked by the opposite sex to a familiar field, and proudly explained: "I have not only shot in fps games, In order to improve our gun sense, our coach specially let us stay in the shooting range for a month! Not to mention the ssm76, which is said to be a rifle that even monkeys can use, and even the g31, a precision weapon, I can disassemble it again Put it back! Still maintain the accuracy of the perfect shot!"

"Oh? Then when we go to the gas station to refuel, the vigilance will depend on you, the 'sharpshooter' in our team!" Carrying two large suitcases and squeezing sideways into the carriage, Moze joked, He took out a silver-gray pistol from the box and handed it to the flattered Lan Zijian.

Chen Simeng was holding the four assault rifles and four clinking magazines in his pocket, leaning on the back of the chair with a relaxed expression, and even smiled at Peng Ruyun beside him.

This made Peng Ruyun blush instantly, just like Lan Zijian just now, and even her earlobes were charmingly pink.

He hesitated and wanted to get close to Chen Simeng, but in the end he watched him slowly close his eyes, looking tired.

Also, he just killed four people, the guilt should make him feel very tired, right?

Peng Ruyun, whose IQ has been lowered by the rampant motherhood, doesn't know how to think about it, if killing someone will make Chen Simeng feel regretful and guilty.How did he manage to shoot at the three people without hesitation? You know, that was a critical moment when he hesitated and the situation would reverse.

Compared to Peng Ruyun, Lan Zijian is quite smart, at least his current IQ is much higher than what Mo Ze thought he should have.

Who told him to show off that he was a provincial game champion with a face of "I'm the best" when we first met. I didn't expect to see his posture with the gun and the safety measures he made before and after checking the clips. Well.

"Do you really want me to be in charge of the release later? That's a gas station! Can you shoot?"

"Are you stupid?" Spinning past the gangster who was in a hurry to give way, he exchanged the life of the man in the suit for bullets and guns, making Moze feel less bad, and joked with Lan Zijian : "You don't just watch and don't shoot? And what is the stick in your hand for? Hit them!"

"Fuck! Brother! Do you think that I, like you, can kill with a smile! I'm not a pervert!" Lan Zijian, who felt wrong as soon as the words came out, shook his head hurriedly, afraid that Mo Ze would be unhappy, and then don't Talking about the gun, he refused to even take himself away and explained: "I didn't mean that! You also know that I usually only play games, and I don't have much interpersonal communication..."

"It's okay, we are indeed perverts, it doesn't matter." Narrowing his eyes for a while and looking at the gas station filled with three or four cars, Moze smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't this a compliment to us? "

"...you are so fickle!" Lan Zijian remembered clearly that someone yelled at him with an evil face before: "If you don't get down, you won't drive!"

It's good now, he has become a good baby who can't fight back when he is beaten or scolded.

And when I said that they were perverted, it seemed that I was really praising them...

Moze made a lot of money with four rifles and two pistols, and the group of gangsters who took Moze and the others as robbery targets naturally bleed a lot.

However, when all the gangsters were feeling distressed for what they had lost, the boss of their family, the man whose upper body suit was "accidentally" scratched by Moze, was grinning excitedly at this moment, silently crying smile.

Shaking his sore arm from being twisted for too long, the man obsessively put his hand into the shirt under the suit.Just now, Moze used the back of the knife to cut the man's body repeatedly in order to threaten him. Although he only scratched the outermost suit with the blade, the back of the knife made several hard cuts to the flesh.

The purpose is to let the men's subordinates know that their boss is really in pain, and killing him is not a joke.

The scars on the skin had swelled up slightly, conveying a tingling sensation hop by hop, but the corners of the man's mouth were grinning even more, his expression seemed to be more joyful, stroking those wounds, and moaning.

"Oh, as expected of the prey I set my sights on."

It’s been a long time, well, I’ve changed my mind, before I mess with you, I want to enjoy the man who fell into the morbid pleasure just now. It only took a moment for the man to return to his original cold appearance, and he threw it away He took off the tattered suit jacket, as if the action of reaching into the clothes just now was to confirm the degree of damage.

With a frosty face, he ordered to a few fearful subordinates: "Get all the goods in the east of the city, and tell the brothers to clean up."

"Yes! But...don't we still sell it? Are we going to use it ourselves? That's not a good thing."

"Nonsense, of course it's not for your own use, and in this case, who are you going to sell those inedible and unusable things to?"

The little brother who was ordered made a phone call with a puzzled face, and asked the forces in the east of the city to deliver the goods stored in them to the joint. Absolutely indispensable.