Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

A few people were blocking the window here, and the person on the other side obviously saw them.

There are too many zombies, there are already zombies breaking the door, they are a bit unable to resist, so someone waved at them.

"Hey!!"

"Opposite, please help!!"

Everyone knows that the other party may not be a good person, but when they are about to be unable to stop the zombies, is this still important?

Zhao Yingjun was quite excited: "Boss, they are calling for us for help."

Chu Zheng put down his binoculars and looked at him coldly, "What did you say?"

"They gave us...I didn't hear anything." Zhao Yingjun changed his words: "I didn't hear anything."

Chu Zheng looked away with satisfaction.

The boss is not willing to be involved in this nosy, and other people dare not say anything.

Everyone pretended not to hear, and continued to watch the show. The person on the opposite side was anxious, from asking for help at the beginning to cursing at the back.

"Now in this world, it's normal if you don't save it. Why do they still curse?" Shi Kai refused to accept.

"Then you have to scold it back."

"No...no." A group of counselors.

Chuzheng, who really wants to scold him back: "..."

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The zombies heard the movement, and more and more rushed in, blocking the other side.

The resort style is retro style, most of which are wooden buildings, including doors... The wooden doors can't stop the scratching of so many zombies. Seeing that the zombies will destroy the door to enter, suddenly someone shot Chuzheng on their side with bullets.

There was a row of withered plants outside the house, bullets smashed flower pots made of porcelain, and the huge sound attracted the attention of the zombies.

"grass!"

Scolded away.

"These people are sick!"

"Zombies are coming towards us!"

"These bastards!"

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Seeing that there was an effect, the people on the opposite side immediately divided the firepower, and kept hitting the opposite side, making movement and dispersing some zombies.

"Jin Ling, you are still smart." Someone gave Jin Ling a thumbs up.

Jin Ling looked serious: "Don't be distracted, get out of trouble first."

Some people said weakly: "Did we do this..."

"They didn't save us first. In that case, don't blame us." Jin Ling's voice was inexplicably gloomy: "Or do you want to die here?"

"..."

The man stopped talking.

No one else said anything, and focused on dealing with the zombies below.

Jin Ling glanced at the other side, the zombie had already arrived there, but because there was not much movement there, the zombie a little bit wanted to come back here.

Jin Ling immediately aimed at that side, made a bigger movement, and led the zombies over.

Her recent dreams have become more frequent.

It seems to be urging her, she must be killed quickly.

otherwise……

Otherwise she will die.

Jin Ling tried to aim at the window, but no one could be seen there, so she couldn't kill her directly...

"Why are those zombies coming back?"

Jin Ling was pulled back to reality by this voice, she looked down, and the zombies that had just passed by were returning one after another.

what happened?

These zombies...

Why is it more than before?

"There are also zombies coming over there, no, we can't keep it!"

"My bullet is gone."

"I'm gone."

In the chaos, Jin Ling heard someone shouting that a zombie was coming up.

She was dragged to another room, until she was pushed to the window, Jin Ling recovered.

"Hurry up!"

Jin Ling looked down, there were also zombies below, but there were not as many there.

"I……"

When the people behind heard the zombies coming up, where they had taken care of so much, they were about to push the golden bell down.

Jin Ling was not ready, was pushed down like this, fell to the ground, and his head was stunned.

When someone pulled her, Jin Ling felt the pain in her leg.

"pain……"

Jin Ling's tears brushed down.

"It hurts... my leg..."

"Hurry up!" The person pulling the golden bell stared at the surrounding zombies, sweating profusely: "Get up quickly."

Jin Ling was holding her leg, her face pale with pain, she didn't have the energy to speak.

The person who dragged Jinling dragged and dragged several times and found that he could not take her, so he let go of her decisively and ran in one direction.

"You..." Jin Ling was so painful when she moved, she could only watch the man run away.

There are still people upstairs resisting, but more screams.

Someone climbed up the window and was dragged back before jumping down. A viscous liquid fell on Jin Ling's face from the air, and the tip of his nose was bloody.

"Hohoho!"

The zombie approached in Jin Ling's sight, she supported her body and moved back with difficulty.

Is she going to die here?

It shouldn't be!

Jin Ling looked at the opposite building, only one window of that building could be seen, and someone was standing there by the window.

Although Jin Ling couldn't see who it was, she gave her the answer from the bottom of her heart.

She must be standing there.

Obviously she has worked so hard to change, why would she still be killed in the end?

Is this my fate?

Jin Ling has nowhere to go, despair and hatred gradually flooded her eyes, she is not reconciled.

"Roar……"

The stench from the zombies floated, and Jin Ling even felt that the zombies' teeth were biting on her legs.

boom--

Jin Ling thought he was dead, but the zombie suddenly fell to the ground.

Jin Ling's pupils widened slightly, staring at the fallen zombies, and she didn't slow down for a long time.

Bang bang bang ——

Bullets and explosions kept ringing, Jin Ling saw a car coming in. The people in the car were well-equipped, and wherever they passed, zombies were not a threat.

not dead……

She is not dead.

After Jin Ling's huge fear, there was a slightly distorted smile on her face, and God was still looking at her!

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When Chu Zheng saw someone appear, she let her zombies run first.

[Miss sister, this does not fit your style. 】The king's name just can't help but be mean.

Chu Zheng: What is my style?

[...Should you not copy the knife now? 】This is your style, just do it!

Chuzheng: I'm sick?

[...] I think there is, and it is very sick. The king did not dare to say, and said very contrary to his heart: [Miss sister, why are you sick. 】

Chuzheng: Then what am I going to? Didn't you see that they have heavy weapons?

This group of people came aggressively, well equipped, and some heavy weapons. At first glance, they weren't a temporary team made up in bulk.

She is not afraid, but the zombies are all mortal fetuses, so what can be left after a bang?

After finally collecting such zombies, how can they let them die here?

Surely you can't do it without waiting to die?

【……】

The king thinks about it carefully, it seems that most of the time, the little sister actually weighs the losses first, and then wonders if she can win, and then decides whether to go.

When she can't win, she can also turn around and run away shamelessly-sometimes she is too lazy to do it, so she can run first to save trouble.

Wang Zhe has a headache, I hope Miss Sister will think more about how to prosecute, instead of these messy things.