Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 509 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Cute Lop Rabbit Leader 28

"Brother Ling, get out of here!"

Ling Wuya could hear the nervous shouts of the people behind him, but he couldn't dodge at all, so he could only take a head-on attack.

"puff--!"

The zombie's powerful fist hit his chest, and the tall man was knocked to the ground, with a mouthful of blood spilling from his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

The tall and elegant man coughed in embarrassment and looked back at his companions, only to find that everyone was far away from him. They stared in horror at the mid-level zombies with explosive combat power, not daring to take a step closer.

Ling Wuya's eyes dimmed and he looked at the man he had just saved so desperately. The man raised his gun and looked apologetic, but did not rush forward.

He suddenly laughed.

The handsome and elegant man's mouth was stained with blood, and he was half-kneeling in the sand dunes. In front of him was an ugly and ferocious zombie. He laughed deeply, and the scene was weird no matter how you looked at it.

Before Ling Wuya died, he discovered who he was protecting in the past.

That’s all.

It's because he doesn't recognize people clearly.

The man listened to the whistling wind of the fist in his ears, resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment of his life to arrive.

"Ouch——!"

The imagined pain did not come, but instead the zombies screamed differently than before.

Ling Wuya opened his eyes in surprise, and was shocked by the scene in front of him——

Standing in front of him was a slender and petite figure.

The woman was a head shorter than him. She was holding a dagger and stabbed it into the zombie's left eye quickly and accurately.

The north wind was blowing all around, and the woman's waist-length hair was flying in the wind, leaving behind a breathtakingly beautiful silhouette in the rising morning light.

"Seventeen!"

She suddenly spoke and seemed to call someone's name.

The next second, an overwhelming barrage of bullets was fired from the muzzle, all aimed at the zombies' vital parts.

"roar--!"

In order to avoid the bullet, Zhongji Zombie had to let go of the fat around his mouth and take a few steps back.

Jing Che had been waiting for this moment. With a wild and wanton smile and dazzling silver hair, he stepped on the zombie's back while running and hit the zombie's head hard with his iron fist.

"Bang--!"

The fist and head collided, but there was a cold sound of steel colliding.

"Fuck, this end is really iron..."

The young man flicked his wrist, his fingertips trembled slightly, feeling numb, and with impatience and unwillingness, he punched a few more times as if to vent his anger!

Upon seeing this, Wang Jingyang silently opened the space-time door and dragged Ling Wuya, who was still on the battlefield, back to a safe area.

"Captain Ling, are you okay?"

The old man stared at the bleeding corner of his mouth and expressed concern.

"Brother Ling, are you okay?"

"Brother Ling, you scared me to death just now!"

The other members of the Blood Eagle Mercenary Group woke up from a dream, rushed forward after realizing it, and began to care about Ling Wuya's injury.

Ling Wuya ignored them and concentrated on staring at the figure on the battlefield.

The woman is quick and agile, and with the cooperation of several teammates, she can always find opportunities for successful sneak attacks.

Several times, Quan Jiu was already in danger, but she still didn't retreat. She didn't even speak, so Long Yan tacitly increased the firepower and actively attracted the anger of the zombies.

"boom--"

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the intermediate zombie slowly fell down.

Quan Jiu skillfully dug out the crystal core, without even looking at Ling Wuya and his group, he looked at Long Yan with a smile:

"Were you injured in that moment just now?"

Wang Jingyang's space technique was a bit slow, and she almost didn't have time to retreat. Long Yan, a fool, stood directly in front of her and fought with the zombies head-on for a few moves.

He doesn't have her speed, and he doesn't have Jingche's strength. Close combat is not his strong point, so he will inevitably suffer.

Long Yan pursed his lips, his blue eyes sparkling. He stretched out a finger, put it to Quan Jiu's lips, and said honestly:

"It hurts a little."

Under the huge friction force, the fingertip was accidentally scratched by a sharp stone, causing a small wound. It didn't look very serious.

Quan Jiu: "It really should hurt."

If it doesn't hurt anymore, the wound will probably heal tomorrow.

The tall, blue-eyed little bunny remained motionless and made it clear that he wanted an explanation from her. He was quite stubborn like a naughty child who wants his parents to buy him candy.

Quan Jiu sighed helplessly, lowered his head and came closer, blew a few breaths on his fingertips, and patiently coaxed him:

"It shouldn't hurt now, right?"

The air flow across the fingertips, the fragrant and warm fragrance evokes the slightest itch.

Long Yan's eyelashes trembled in panic, his fingertips curled up, and his ears were stained with a faint layer of pink.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

The rabbit nodded obediently.

Very comfortable.

Just a little itchy.

With a tense expression on his face, he took his hand back and put it behind his back. From an angle that no one could see, he slowly stroked his fingertips a few times.

Ling Wuya had already stood up and walked towards her.

"For what happened today, Ling would like to thank the girl first."

He did not expect that this team of "old, weak, sick and disabled" who was not favored by anyone would save his life in the end.

In front of him, Quan Jiu did not use the space, but put the orange crystal core into his coat pocket:

"Even if we don't save you, we will deal with this zombie."

Ling Wuya shook his head and saw clearly:

"There are others in the Blood Eagle Team. If you only care about the crystal core, you can wait until they have consumed most of the zombies' combat power before picking up the leaks."

Quan Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, neither admitting nor denying, and looked meaningfully at the person behind him.

"I can only save you this time, you have to rely on yourself in the future."

Ling Wuya is a humble gentleman who values ​​love and justice. She was willing to save people just now because of his loyalty to his friends.

But a gentleman with good conduct is destined not to live long in the last days.

In the past few lives, Ling Wuya also had a moment of glory, but when she became the zombie king and dominated her side, she never heard from this fire elite again.

In all likelihood, the person will be gone.

Ling Wuya heard her subtext and pursed his thin lips tightly.

The Blood Eagle Mercenary Group was established not long ago. As a rare offensive superpower in the base, he was naturally promoted to the position of captain.

After the team was established, they usually encountered only low-level zombies. He had special powers, so it was not difficult to deal with them. Everyone became brothers and the atmosphere was harmonious.

But he never expected that when he encountered a powerful opponent, these so-called "good brothers" would reveal their true colors.

He doesn't blame them, after all, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but from now on, he can no longer protect them.

What he needs are real teammates.

You can safely deliver to your teammates on your back.

"Let's go." Ling Wuya looked at the people behind him, "The car is over there."

"Brother Ling, you are injured, why don't you go back with us?"

Some people stood up and asked questions, but they obviously lacked confidence.

Ling Wuya shook his head lightly: "I will never go back again."

Quan Jiu glanced at him.

He's still awake, and the rescue was not in vain.

The people from the Blood Eagle Mercenary Group wanted to persuade them again, but Ling Wuya had a tough attitude and was determined not to go back. In desperation, the group could only drive away.

"What are you going to do next?"

(End of chapter)