doomsday lamb

Seeing Hai Ping take out his sword, one of them reacted very quickly. He pulled out the tiger-headed sword in an instant and slashed with the blade of Tang Hengdao with a "Hey!"

In panic, he hurriedly drew out his sword and only had time to meet it with a horizontal sword. But when he saw the horizontal sword, less than one meter long, coming at him, there was no fear on his face.

After all, he had fought in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, so it was not like he had never encountered this kind of thing before. He knew that his tiger-head knife was large in cross-section, heavy in weight, and made of hundred-refined steel, so it had an absolute advantage in chopping.

It's not comparable to the "toy" as narrow as a ruler in front of you!

"Boy, have you ever killed anyone? Let me teach you today, grandpa!"

But it was too late and soon, there was only a "click" sound, and the tiger-headed sword was broken in response.

It turned out that before the two knives intersected, a silver light suddenly shot out from between the horizontal blades. This silver light was used as a vanguard to destroy the blade of the tiger-headed knife, and then the horizontal knife drove straight in. The narrow blade and thick ridge were like a broken cone, splitting Wang Qingzhi's blade instantly.

open!

"My sword!"

Wang Qing was hoarse and shocked.

His companion Chen De saw the ray of sword light and exclaimed: "Energy person!"

Little did he know that this pair of horizontal knives was the proud work of Wu Ke, the cold weapon master of Langya City. After being refined with special-sense crystal cores and sacrificed with mid-level black beast materials, they could already be called heavenly weapons. But a mortal

The tiger-head sword made of iron actually wanted to compete with Hai Ping's horizontal sword. It can only be said that it is an egg against a stone.

Chen De was horrified when he saw Hai Ping's swords drawn out, cutting off the tiger's head with one sword and slashing directly towards Wang Qing's head.

Just because the two kills are linked to each other, there is no reason for ordinary people to be spared!

He made a prompt decision, took out the pistol from his waist, raised the gun and shot!

The distance was too close and there was no need to aim. He wanted to see if Hai Ping would kill himself or someone else today! Or maybe Wang Qing was dead, Chen De just wanted to kill this tough guy with one shot!

That sharp sword light has become a shadow in his heart!

"Die!" Chen De shouted.

As expected, Hai Ping immediately sheathed his sword when he saw this. But Chen De laughed in his heart: No matter how fast you go, do you still want to be faster than a bullet?

It is true that a knife cannot be faster than a bullet, but the person holding the knife can be faster than the person holding the gun!

In an instant, the horizontal knife suddenly turned in mid-air and crossed a semicircle. The two swords were like two silver dragons, and they strangled him at the wrist!

But there was a sharp "click" sound, and before the pistol had time to pull the trigger, it was divided into four pieces of different sizes. Three of the pieces fell to the ground one after another, leaving only the second half of the pistol still pinched.

It was in Chen De's hand. Chen De immediately shook his hand, and the handle of the gun fell to the ground with a "bang".

His palms are fine, but now is no longer the time to worry about his palms and wrists, because Hai Ping's sword is raised high and will hit his face the next moment, and he will soon be cut in half!

in this

In an instant, death was so close to Chen De, and he never asked when he would be ready.

Everything that happened since Hai Ping drew his sword just now was only a few seconds. And in a real battlefield fight, life or death can be decided in an instant.

"No..." Chen De wailed with a trembling voice.

"Hold on, hero!"

At this time, someone jumped out of the pickup truck and shouted to stop him.

Unfortunately, these words had no impact on Hai Ping. He slashed with the knife and did not stop until Lang Hua spoke.

"Wait." Lang Hua said.

The blade of the knife hung three inches above the tip of the man's nose, and traces of blood were seeping out from the wounds invisible to the naked eye. He stared and almost suffocated, and was already paralyzed with fear.

What got out of the car was a middle-aged man with a round face, wearing glasses and a flattering smile on his face.

"Thank you very much, thank you for not killing the hero. This brother of mine has little education and insulted several people with his unbridled words. It is really offensive. Please forgive him for my sake."

Xiaohui said angrily: "Who are you?"

He didn't show up when he was acting evil just now, why did he pop up again now?

The man did not feel dissatisfied, and explained: "I am the city lord here, and my surname is Zhang Minling. Our base will need the two of them to resist the zombie tide in the future and protect the safety of the survivors in the city, so we ask the heroes to spare his life."

"What does that have to do with us?" Another soldier, Liang Zi, was also angry and sarcastically said, "I think this kind of person bullies the weak, so leaving him alive is a disaster."

"Yes, you deserve to die." Xiao Hui shouted.

He couldn't see clearly while driving just now, but when he looked now, Zhang Ling realized that these people were fully equipped with rifles, pistols, grenades, helmets, and even two daggers hanging on the sides of each person's legs. They were armed to the teeth.

Forget it, Wang Qing and Chen De were so blind just now that they actually planned to provoke such a person.

Didn't he see? Although many of these people's coats were damaged, the rest of their bodies were quite clean, and they didn't look like they had just fought against black corpses and black beasts.

There are only two types of people who can stay clean in the apocalypse, those who are powerful themselves and those who have power behind them.

No matter which one, they can't afford it.

"I'm really sorry for bumping into all the heroes. I will strictly discipline you from now on. You all have come from afar, and you must be worried about your accommodation. If you don't mind, please let me clean up a few clean houses in the city for these heroes to rest.

.I would like to host a banquet tonight to express my apology."

Being able to sleep in a warm house for one night is naturally much better than sleeping in the open air. But Lang Hua didn't say anything, and the others remained silent.

Haiping didn't answer, until Lang Hua said: "It doesn't matter." He responded softly.

Only then did Zhang Ling notice that this person with superb swordsmanship actually obeyed the words of the young man next to him who was weak and weak.

From the trace of momentum leaked from Lang Hua, Zhang Ling could feel that this man also

He is an ability user. Although his level may not be very strong, he should be the leader of this group of people.

Zhang Ling even guessed that this was a young man from a certain powerful family who was bringing a female companion out. He thought to himself: Wang Qing was really brave enough to snatch a woman from such a person. Isn't this an intentional attempt to kill him?

Fortunately, this man is a reasonable master, unlike Mr. Song some time ago who chopped off people's heads whenever they disagreed, otherwise he would not be able to die even if he had eight lives!

Wang Qing and Chen De also realized that Haiping was far superior to their level of coercion. At this time, sweat dripped from their cheeks and they quickly lowered their heads and admitted their mistake.

"The villain is blind, begging the hero to spare his life."

"Yes, we don't dare to do it anymore, please forgive me."

Their expressions are uglier than crying. After all, they are people who have just passed through the gate of hell. If they don't kowtow and admit their mistakes at this time, isn't it too long to live?

Survivors continued to watch on the street. It wasn't until Lang Hua, Zhang Ling and others walked away that they dared to point and point wildly, and they seemed to feel quite happy.

…

It was said to be the city lord's palace, but it was actually a luxurious villa in the manor. In the evening, the banquet mentioned by Zhang Ling was not held as scheduled. Just because Lang Hua recommended that there was still dry food and drinking water, so there was no need to bother, so Zhang Ling understood what was going on.

He didn't mention the banquet again.

When night came, Zhang Ling sent Lang Hua and others to the guest room, which was also a villa in the garden.

Zhang Ling was quite talkative on the way. From Zhang Ling's description, Lang Hua learned that this shelter was not the only one in Chong County. There were at least three or four shelters of this size around Chong County. And there were currently 800 people in the shelter here.

Most of the survivors are nearby residents, who have come here to survive for several months after the disaster.

Thirty miles east of the city, there is an officially established evacuation base. However, it is still a long way to go, and you have to pass through a city densely populated by black corpses, so most people have never thought of leaving.

After turning a corner on the stone road, the room assigned to Lang Hua was already in sight. Zhang Ling suddenly inquired about Lang Hua's details.

"I see that the young master is very impressive, and there are masters and soldiers around him, but from which family..."

Who knows? Lang Hua denied it and said: "I am living alone and have no family support. I am just keen on exploring, so I went out here with a few friends I met. I accidentally lost my way in the jungle and accidentally bumped into him.

Just came to the precious land."

"So that's the case." Zhang Ling seemed a little disappointed, and then he added, "It doesn't matter, we are destined to meet each other. The young master is just resting in the city."

"Thank you." Lang Hua suddenly asked again, "I wonder if there is a satellite phone in the city. I would like to borrow it."

Zhang Ling was stunned when he heard this, then thought for a while and said: "Yes, there is, but it's not in my hands right now. Let's do this. I will find this thing tomorrow and send someone to deliver it to the Young Master."

"That's fine."

"It's getting late and I don't dare to disturb the young master's rest. Zhang has resigned."

"City Lord Zhang, please excuse me."