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Su Changxing said calmly: "I think you should not die so easily, great true knower~"

The head was about to cry but said without tears: "Don't believe me too much, I'm really just a head."

The "tailor" still had a stiff smile on his face, his eyes were open, and he looked dead.

"It seems like I'm still very unconvinced."

Su Changxing looked at the "tailor" and murmured.

The head said: "I didn't expect you to be able to kill him at all. This person should be a powerful being in the eighth level. Tsk tsk, kill the eighth level with the ninth level."

Su Changxing thought for a while and said: "It's just with the help of external force. If he were more cautious, maybe he wouldn't die."

If the "tailor" had used silk thread to block the two missed bullets, the remaining power of the bullets would not have been able to harm him at all.

But normally, Su Changxing shouldn't have the ability to change vectors.

The "tailor" also had no idea.

This ability is so illegal that it directly changes the bullet's flight direction without any warning and does not reduce the kinetic energy of flight.

"Brother Chen, wait a moment, my sister-in-law will be here soon."

Sun Xiaolin squatted next to Chen Ling and shouted.

Chen Ling's injuries were very serious. One thigh was severed, one arm almost fell off, and there were four penetrating wounds on his body.

For an ordinary person, such an injury would basically be equivalent to death, but here there is a doctor with supernatural powers.

Su Changxing guessed that Dr. Wu was in very bad condition, and he didn't know if she could treat Chen Ling's injuries.

Chen Ling had lost a lot of blood, his eyes were opening and closing, and he was in low spirits. There was not much panic on his face with stained blood, and his face was blue and black. He took a deep breath and said:

"Any more morphine?"

The severe pain gave him a splitting headache and the possibility of fainting at any time.

Sun Xiaolin took a deep breath and said, "There's one more thing I'll give you."

He took out a short syringe from his pocket and inserted it into Chen Ling's chest.

After taking morphine, Chen Ling looked better, his eyes were dull, and he lay on the ground not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Chuhan got up from the ground. Although his limbs had been amputated before, they were now intact.

He walked over quickly, checked Zhang Daxi's injuries on the ground, and said: "Second brother, fortunately you are lucky. If you were a little bit off, your heart would be gone."

Zhang Daxi sat on the ground, covering his wound, and said in a muffled voice:

"None of us died. The hunter deliberately didn't kill anyone. He was really a naked pervert."

He also noticed that "The Tailor" did not directly kill people, but it was only classified as psychological reasons.

Xu Chuhan said thoughtfully: "Hey, it seems to be like this, otherwise I might have died several times."

Qin Dechang walked towards Su Changxing and said with a smile: "Hello, brother Su, I am Qin Dechang, the current captain of the third team of the Security Bureau. Thank you for your selfless help today."

Although several people were seriously injured, no one died, and they killed the hunter who killed seventy or eighty of them. This was a completely unimagined result.

Su Changxing shook hands with him, thought for a while and said: "It's within my ability, and there's nothing to be grateful for. As you said, everyone should help each other."

Qin Dechang shook his head and said: "Most people will just walk away in that situation, and there is nothing wrong with just walking away. In the case of force majeure, ensuring that more people survive is the most correct way."

Su Changxing was stunned. In fact, he had indeed thought this way before. Once the last few bullets missed, he would just walk away and said seriously:

"There are always different people, even ordinary people. I'm just an ordinary citizen."

Ordinary citizens?

Qin Dechang's expression did not change. Of course he did not believe what Su Changxing said. Just from Su Changxing's marksmanship, he knew that Su Changxing was not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people don't have access to guns, and they don't have such shooting skills.

However, he had no clue about Su Changxing's identity. For someone like Zhang Daxi, he could tell at a glance that he was a mercenary, and his temperament was there.

As for Su Changxing, he gave people a gentle and gentle feeling, like a student who had just stepped out of the academy.

Well, a perfect disguise, a senior agent?

Qin Dechang paused, looked at the zombies gradually coming outside, and the whitening sky, and said: "It's almost dawn, you go down and rest for a while, and I'll lure these zombies away."

After saying that, he ran outside, his hands burning with flames, forming a ball of fire that gradually faded away in the dark night.

They had many wounded people and could not move. They could only lure the zombies away. However, Qin Dechang had the fire power and could easily attract the attention of the zombies. It was not too difficult to do this.

It's just very dangerous. Attracting a tide of zombies is like walking on a tightrope. If you're not careful, you will be surrounded by zombies and fall into an abyss.

Immediately afterwards, flames shot into the sky in the distance, and the zombies that were rushing toward them suddenly changed direction and ran in another direction.

The number of zombies around was originally small, but now it has become even smaller, and the streets actually seem a bit empty.

After a while, Wu Jie came up from below and frowned when she saw the wounded on the ground. Everyone was more or less injured, and it seemed that Chen Ling's injury was very serious.

Wu Jie took a look at Chen Ling's condition and said expressionlessly: "Your legs may be gone, and you will be disabled from now on."

Chen Ling was lying on the ground, looked at her, and said, "Then kill me. The disabled person is a burden, so it's better to die."

Sun Xiaolin said helplessly: "Sister-in-law, stop joking, let's treat Brother Chen first."

Wu Jie aligned Chen Ling's legs and connected them together. Green light emitted from her hands. It only lasted for more than ten seconds before Chen Ling's leg bones were connected and she said:

"Let's do this for now. Move him down and I'll deal with it later."

It only lasted for a short while, and her face turned pale, making her look thinner and spending less time on other people. For those with more serious injuries like Zhang Daxi, it only lasted for five or six seconds to stop the bleeding.

If it's lighter, just bandage it.

After spending more than ten minutes, everyone returned to the basement again. Since the upper panel was damaged, Sun Xiaolin found a board to block it to prevent zombies from entering.

In the room, people kept moaning in low voices because of pain, but everyone's faces were obviously happy, which was different from the previous depression.

"Tailor" is like a mountain weighing on everyone's hearts, and now it has fallen.

"Boy, just scream out if it hurts, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Xu Chuhan looked at Huang Jixiang, who was holding his abdomen, with a smile on his face and said jokingly.

The expression on Huang Jixiang's face was distorted, but he still said harshly: "It hurts no matter what, it's all a pure man of 24k."

Having the "tailor's" thread pierce the abdomen is not much different from being hit by a bullet. Fortunately, these injuries are not fatal, otherwise Wu Jie would never be able to survive alone.