It’s Doomsday, There Are All Female Zombies Around

"I still like girls, haha."

The middle-aged man with a beer belly laughed out loud.

"Brother Rong, don't laugh so loudly, there must be zombies here!"

The young man in the baseball cap is very cautious.

"Young people are young people, very cowardly!"

"We are four Awakened, I am still a Level 2 Awakened, I'm afraid!"

"Besides, I still have a gun in my hand!"

"Zombies! I'll kill as many as they come!"

The middle-aged man with a beer belly patted his stomach confidently.

Their camp was in the north of N City, and they didn't encounter this wave of corpses, and they didn't even encounter many more powerful mutant zombies, so they gave them the illusion that they were very strong.

"Hey, Brother Rong, look!"

"This scene is too weird!"

The young man in the baseball cap pointed forward.

Twenty or thirty zombies are sitting on the chairs, just like passengers waiting for the plane every day...

"Fuck, I've never seen this scene before."

"Is their ass glued to 502?"

The middle-aged man with a beer belly scratched his head.

It's a bit weird indeed.

However, these 4 people have some strength, and they did not stop because of this.

After the 4 people walked forward for a while, the zombies did not stand up and attack them.

This made the beer belly middle-aged man leading the team relax a little bit.

"Long Mao, look at the zombies, let's go in and search for tobacco and alcohol."

The middle-aged man with a beer belly ordered.

A long-haired man was carrying a baseball bat on his shoulder, shaking his feet and facing the rows of zombies.

The other three entered the smoking hotel together.

"Who!"

As soon as he entered, the middle-aged man with a beer belly raised his gun and pointed it forward.

He saw a young man leisurely filling cigarettes into a cardboard box.

"Yo, there's someone else here."

"What a coincidence."

The young man raised his head, it was Wang Ran.

The cigarettes and most of the alcohol in the whole store have been boxed by Wang Ran.

A total of 8 large boxes.

Wang Ran didn't bother to pick up some loose cigarettes scattered on the ground.

"Oh, it's all packed!"

"It's good, and it saves us from doing it ourselves."

"Young man, you will be rewarded for the scattered smoke on the ground, and we will not be polite about the rest."

The middle-aged man with a beer belly said with a smile.

In his opinion, Wang Ran was alone, and it was obvious that he could only agree to his request.

Wang Ran glanced at the middle-aged man with a beer belly and the younger brother behind him.

It looks like an awakener, but not very strong.

This kind of 4-member Awakened team is a relatively good configuration.

The number of people is small and flexible.

In terms of strength, it is passable, and some mutant zombies are also beaten.

After finding the supplies, four people and one car can just retreat safely.

In the last days, many teams have such a structure.

They probably also came here for the alcohol and tobacco.

Unfortunately, Wang Ran was one step ahead.

No one dared to take out the things Wang Ran put in his pockets yet.

Just when Wang Ran was about to make a move, the zombies who had been sitting on the chairs outside all stood up.

They slowly turned to the alcohol and tobacco counter.

"Brother Rong! Zombies!"

"The zombies are standing up!"

Call the long hair of the wind from behind.

The middle-aged man with a beer belly immediately turned his head and raised the ax in his hand.

To him, more than twenty zombies are more dangerous than one human.

After the zombies turned around completely, as if they had turned on a switch, they screamed and rushed towards the 4-member team.

The two sides directly fought together.

Wang Ran opened a bottle of wine and drank while admiring the bloody scene.

"Tut tut."

Wang Ran shook his head.

I've just dealt with the tide of corpses, and now it's a bit boring to see these weak chickens fighting in front of me.

This speed, this strength, is too weak.

There was no cooperation between the four of them, and it was very inefficient to kill them.

That is to say, these zombies are too weak. If one or two mutated zombies with a bit of intelligence come here randomly, they will probably lose several people.

A few minutes later, the four finally killed all the zombies.

Except for the middle-aged man with a beer belly, everyone else was a little out of breath.

"What the hell were you tsk-tsk-tsk just now?"

The middle-aged man with a beer belly turned his head and pointed at Wang Ran with an ax dripping with black blood.

Wang Ran smiled, but did not speak.

Originally, I didn't plan to kill someone when I went out today, but it seems that I still have to do it.

"Brother Rong is talking to you!"

"Are you so dumb?"

Huang Fangnan picked up the wine bottle next to him and threw it on the cabinet.

There was a muffled sound.

The yellow-toothed man was embarrassed.

He originally wanted to make a handsome move like smashing a beer bottle, but who knew it was a foreign wine bottle, strong!

It was a bit of a joy to smash it.

Wang Ran sighed.

I didn't bring a hammer with me when I went out this time, and if I killed someone with my bare hands, blood might splash on my body.

Just use a bottle.

Wang Ran picked up a wine bottle and threw it directly at Huang Yanan's face!

(2 is over! I wrote LF without a blade.)

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PY time

System: "Look for a disciple, this system will give her 500 units of spiritual power, let her participate in the competition, if she loses, I will give you ten times."

Li Ling: "Isn't it just enough to find a waste as an apprentice? Is there such a good thing???"

A few years later, Li Ling fell into deep thought as he looked at the Sword Emperor, Saintess, and Demon Emperor he had cultivated by himself.

These days, is there no waste?

"Are you worthy of cultivating immortals too?" "

Chapter 165 Could it be him?

"Crack!"

The yellow-toothed man had more than a dozen yellow teeth broken by Wang Ran!

There also appeared to be signs of a broken jaw.

"Dig in the shame!"

The yellow-toothed man spat out blood, and cursed indistinctly.

As soon as he finished cursing, he found that his jaw couldn't close at all.

The saliva and blood mixed together and continuously dripped to the ground.

"Boy, do you dare to do it?"

"We are from Camp Deli!"

"Do you know what it means to offend us?"

The middle-aged man with a beer belly said coldly.

Judging from the strength with which he threw the wine bottle, the middle-aged man deduced that Wang Ran was at least a second-level awakened person.

If you really want to fight, the middle-aged man is not afraid, and he still has a gun in his hand.

I am afraid that there is some big force behind the other party.

Therefore, the middle-aged man first reported his family name and wanted to see Wang Ran's reaction.

Wang Ran smiled without saying a word, grabbed another bottle and threw it at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man immediately hid to the side in fright.

He avoided it, but the long-haired man behind him was hit by the bottle on the forehead and fell straight down.

This blow was heavier than the previous one.

It is estimated that the long-haired man's skull should be cracked.

"Grass!"

"Give you a chance and you don't cherish it!"

"I will kill you!"

The middle-aged man directly raised his gun and pointed it at Wang Ran.

Wang Ran strode forward, grasped the body of the gun, and exerted force with his thumb!

The barrel of the gun was directly bent upward by Wang Ran.