Escape

Critical moment, Xiao Jun just ready to launch teleportation, but the next second, Wanqian ya figure suddenly disappeared, with the speed of almost displacement came behind Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun quickly turned around and saw a third-level zombie holding aloft his claws and harshly grabbing down Wanqian Ya.

Although wearing a high-tech combat suit, Wansiya is still hit by the claw, falling into the distant zombie swarm, and then surrounded by a large number of zombies.

Xiao Jun's steel knife in his hand swung out hard, forcing back the third-level zombie, and immediately turned and ran to the direction of Wanqian Ya landing.

Along the way, all the zombies in the way were cut in two by Xiao Jun.

"Zia!

When Xiao Jun picked up Wanqian Ya, she was already dying.

Although she has a high-tech combat suit, her body is still hurt by a strong impact, falling behind, but also by a large number of zombies around and bite, there are several scratches on her face.

"Soldier, kill me. I don't want to be a zombie."

Xiao Jun held in his arms, Wanqian ya in crazy, she did not want to become a zombie, she would rather be killed by Xiao Jun.

"Stupid woman, don't move, I'll save you, no one touches my woman, not even a zombie."

Hold down the moving Wanqian ya, Xiao Jun took out a small medicine bottle from the space, the unknown green liquid inside makes people look a little panicked.

Xiao Jun can not care so much, at this time can only pray that the antidote works.

"Open your mouth."

Time has passed tens of seconds, Wansiya has appeared on the body some traces of zombies.

If it wasn't for her third-order mutant constitution, she'd be a zombie by now.

Antidote was fed into the mouth of Wanqian ya, Xiao Jun also do not know how long to have an effect.

And fed a second-order mutation crystal to Wansiya, her injuries are also very serious, not timely treatment may also die.

Around the place emptied by Xiao Jun has been crowded with zombies, and the third level zombie but stayed not far away quietly watching.

Just Xiao Jun's knife gave it a great sense of crisis, so it did not rush to jump.

Xiao Jun from the space first a few clothes out, the wan qian ya tightly tied behind his own.

After doing all this, the zombie swarm is in sight, Xiao Jun's eyes are just staring at the third level zombie, the culprit is it.

Perhaps feeling the killing in Xiao Jun's eyes, even the zombies who are not high in spirit and wisdom instinctively took a few steps back.

"Does it work?"

The voice just fell, Xiao Jun's figure slowly disappeared.

The instinct of the third level zombie has been very strong, even if Xiao Jun such a sudden attack, it still avoided the vital parts.

It must be done quickly.

Now Xiao Jun, not only carrying a person on his body, seriously affecting his actions, there are countless zombies around.

Without a quick resolution to the fight, both he and Vansya are destined to stay here.

Put a second-order mutant crystal in his mouth to restore his strength, Xiao Jun did not give the third-order zombies a chance to breathe, and cut down one knife after another.

As the saying goes, one force brings down ten.

When you reach a certain level of speed and strength, skills and what are not too necessary, each move is the simplest move, but also the most deadly killing art.

When Xiao Jun wielded the knife for the tenth time, the zombie finally couldn't carry it.

As the world's first third level zombie, can not run, can not beat, mixed into this is too aggrieved, it is not as decent to die.

Xiao Jun quickly touched with his hand, a blue mutation crystal appeared in his hand, too late to look at it, directly into the space.

Wansiya on the back do not know because of the antidote or because of the injury is too heavy, has fallen into a coma.

The death of the Level 3 zombie does not affect the other zombies, and the ones that should rush are still rushing this way.

At this point, facing the zombie army is more dangerous than facing the third level of zombies, because he has to take care of Wansiya on his back.

Xiao Jun looked around, not far away, there is a farmhouse, but now has been occupied by zombies.

Xiao Jun carrying Wanqian ya all the way to the past, came to the front of the house, wielding a steel knife is a cut.

This is the only way Xiao Jun can think of in a short time.

The steel knife is too short, it is fine for a while, but he certainly can't take care of so much after a long time, so he needs a long enough weapon, not to kill zombies, only to keep them away.

With all his force, the shaky wooden pillar at the door of the house crashed to the ground.

Put the steel knife into the space, Xiao Jun's hands across the wooden pillar, can not safely go back to see how long they can persist.

Gritting his teeth, Xiao Jun pumped up his strength, saw the direction of the future city, and moved for two consecutive moments...

The two teleportation had advanced a hundred meters, but there were still at least five hundred meters left from where his group was.

There was no other way, Xiao Jun covered his head and began to charge.

Fifty meters, Xiao Jun's hands were already sore...

One hundred meters, Xiao Jun's whole body is sweating, and the zombies around him are constantly being knocked away...

One hundred and fifty meters, Xiao Jun's face blue veins burst, the face is ferocious...

Two hundred meters, Xiao Jun felt as if he really can't...

Three hundred meters, Xiao Jun has reached the extreme of physical strength, his consciousness has been somewhat blurred, the only idea is to rush...

I do not know how long he has been running, Xiao Jun's vision has begun to blur, as if he heard the voice of a human, as if it were the girls in his team...

Xiao Jun finally could not hold on, still holding the thick wooden pillar in his hand, the whole person fell to the ground so straight.

Fortunately, it is toward the front, if it is toward the back, Wanxiya may not be killed by zombies, and finally Xiao Jun was crushed to death.

Not far away, several figures have broken away from the team quickly running towards this side.

"I don't think so!"

This was Xiao Jun's last consciousness before he fell unconscious.