Apocalypse: Don't panic, I have a Devil Fruit

When the two of them walked down the clinic building, they came with torches.

On the body that had fallen, the flames had been extinguished, and blood and some white viscous liquid burst out in all directions.

The smell of burnt paste creeps into the nostrils.

The taste reminded Zhao Ting of the lamb chops he hadn't cooked a few years ago.

As a trainee nurse, Chen Xi is not afraid of corpses.

But this kind of charred corpse that fell to death is not very pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Ting raised his leg and flipped the two corpses over, which were soft and collapsed, and the bones in his whole body may have been shattered.

Drawing a short knife, the probe sliced open the throats of the two corpses.

Then take out the ghoul horn for comparison.

"Chen Xi, come and see, is there an extra diaphragm on the throat

of the corpse?" Under Zhao Ting's urging, she took a deep breath and secretly warned herself: "This is just an ordinary corpse examination...... bending

down to carefully examine the throat that was cut, Chen Xi's face slowly changed, from half-belief at the beginning, and finally turned into surprise.

"Brother Zhao Ting, there is really a small extra piece of special arm here, normal people don't have this kind of structure.

Zhao Ting showed such an expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded:

"As expected, many creatures will mutate after the fog, and cannibalistic people will turn into a monster called a ghoul.

This horn is a replica of the ghoul's vocal organs, and when blown, it has a huge suppressive and intimidating effect on humans.

Chen Ximei's eyes flashed with surprise and admiration, and she instantly felt that although Brother Zhao Ting was a little cold, he was a person who made people feel very secure.

"You immediately return to the outpatient building and find a room on the second floor to hide!" Zhao Ting commanded after examining the body.

Pour out the alcohol from the two Molotov cocktails and set them on fire.

Zhao Ting stepped forward to open the door of the locked inpatient building, and immediately turned around and rushed to the outpatient building.

Then he blocked the glass door, quickly jumped up to the second floor, and threw a tin bell into the burning place.

The zombies in the inpatient building have been attracted by the sound of falling buildings and the sound of flames.

Zhao Ting kept shooting arrows, knocking the iron bell.

The gate opened, and the corpses came out, and the hungry wolves pounced on the burning corpses.

"A brainless monster, if you are not afraid, you don't know the danger......" Looking at the zombies that rushed into the flames, Zhao Ting sneered.

Zombies are monsters, no matter how powerful they are, as long as they don't have brains, it is impossible to hinder the path of human beings to re-reproduce and become overlords.

Roars came and went.

The zombies who had been locked up in the hospital building, extremely hungry, rushed to the fire one by one to eat the corpses.

Extinguish torches and flashlights, and constantly throw new Molotov cocktails in the dark night, burying zombies in the sea of fire.

Two zombies escaped from the sea of fire and rushed towards the outpatient building, Zhao Ting's eyes were sharp, his eyes were fast, and two arrows were shot, which easily solved the hidden danger.

The system's prompts continue to sound one after another, and the kill count continues to refresh.

【Ding——! Kill a Tier 1 Zombie*1. Number of kills: 238. Demon Coins: 248].

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【Ding——! Kill a Tier 1 Zombie*1. Kills: 239. Demon Coins: 249].

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【Ding——! Kill a Tier 1 Zombie*1. Kills: 301. Demon Coins: 311].

As time went on, the zombies in the outpatient building were attracted out.

A corpse of the walking dead, turned into a revenant soul beneath flames and arrows.

At the same time, flames began to spread outward in the room on the sixth floor of the inpatient department.

Fortunately, the power has been cut off at this moment, the buildings of the hospital are all reinforced concrete, and the burning room is not closely connected to the outside world.

When Zhao Ting finished cleaning up most of the zombies, it was already early in the morning.

The flames gradually extinguished, and there were only puffs of black smoke.

Chen Xi stood beside Zhao Ting, stunned as he cleaned up the zombies.

The terrifying monster that hides in a dirty room and desperately dodges is like a paper tiger that automatically kills under this man.

The roar that sounded terrible and terrifying before is now like the impotent fury of a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Chen Xi was amazed, and the eyes of a pair of people looking at Zhao Ting were full of brilliance.

Although the plot of the hero saving the beauty is cliché, it will never go out of style.

What's more, in the process of saving Chen Xi, Zhao Ting was calm and decisive, even with a trace of malice and even murderous intent to control the prisoners.

This made Chen Xi, who was used to licking dogs, have an unprecedented mentality.

It's as if a female bank clerk who was treated roughly by a robber would fall in love with a robber.

Stockholm syndrome attacked, Chen Xi only felt that the man in front of him was so manly even picking his nose.

was pressed to the place where Zhao Ting was tied up before, and it was crispy and crispy, itchy, and warm, as if it had been scratched by something hot and hard.

In the last days, such a man is worth relying on.

Zhao Ting didn't know the change in her mentality, after solving the zombies, he turned his head to look at the demented

Chen Xi, and frowned: "Scared stupid, I advise you to adapt quickly, the end is cruel!" Chen

Xi was looking at Zhao Ting's ass in a daze just now, and was immediately awakened by a word, and his fist-sized heart was instantly filled with shyness, and every time he pumped out of blood, he seemed to be full of blush.

In the apocalypse, experiencing life and death, ups and downs, and great mood swings, Chen Xi fell hopelessly in the face of Zhao Ting, who was like a god.

Hearing the other party scolding herself, her first thought turned out: "He scolded me for looking so handsome~!"

However, the concubine was intentional and ruthless.

It's not that Zhao Ting is blind, but Chen Xi is now dirty and smelly, his hair is messy, his face is yellow and thin, and he can't see any shy girl appearance at all.

frowned on the wall, stretched out his hand and patted Chen Xi's shoulder: "Don't be stupid, follow me!"

Chen Xi hurriedly followed.

The night has not been sleepless, but both of them are very energetic, and at this moment Dongfang has seen a glimmer of light.

The zombies outside the hospital were also attracted by the movement here, and they were gathering in twos and threes.

Bring an anesthetic and quickly flip out of the hospital.

Zhao Ting exerted force with both hands, clasped Chen Xi's armpits, and easily threw them onto the tricycle.

"Hold on to the rim of the car, don't fall!" the

voice landed, and the tricycle sped out.

Chen Xi was startled, exclaimed in surprise, and then gritted his teeth.

Where is this human-powered tricycle, which is clearly faster than an electric car!

Not long after, Zhao Ting took Chen Xi to the front of No. 032 in Yangshu Village.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar door, Chen Xi's body trembled, and fear suddenly grew in the depths of his heart.

It was Zhao Ting who reached out and pulled her out of the car body, and walked into the house with her help.

The familiar old things are still the same, but the things are not the same.

Chen Xi trembled and sobbed, his cry turned from low to high, and finally he collapsed on the ground and wailed.

Zhao Ting didn't bother the sad girl, walked outside the door, and left her to grieve alone.

Half an hour later, when he walked into the room, Chen Xi was exhausted from crying, and sat on the ground with a pale face.

Zhao Ting took out a milk stick again, handed it to her, and repeated the comfort when they met:

"Grief comes as much as you want, but you have to leave as soon as possible, now we don't have the right to grieve for a long time." "

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