My Girlfriend is a Zombie

The crowd suddenly became silent.

Obviously, Kelly is right, but who is left to be a bait, who is responsible for the sneak attack?

Both of these things have certain risks...

"In this case, the people who went to the raid will be quick and quick, so they need to send the strongest players..." The young man was interrupted by a black-faced man as soon as he opened his mouth.

The man shouted with excitement: "Wait! Can't just decide this? No matter how you look, it's more dangerous to stay with people!"

"Yeah..." Someone thoughtfully echoed.

"Yes, the mutant beast is the biggest threat. Although there is a sniper on their side, the rest of the people are not too threatening! At least compared with the mutant beast, they are weaker!" The face man nodded.

Although other people did not say anything, they were able to move closer to the black-faced man.

"You..." The youth was a little angry.

Angry and angry, he can't force anything.

These players are different from ordinary people. They all have a certain ability to survive, so they can't live without the Falcon.

With this as a premise, they certainly won't do it when they do things.

"call……"

The young man took a deep breath and suddenly said coldly: "Well, then you will stay. I will go with Kelly and the north wind, and the ghost, you will come out."

The two people he called out came out at the same time, Kelly still smiled, and the north wind was a gloomy man. He has no weapons on his hands, and his movements seem to be more casual, not as tight as others.

The last person who came out was the player named "Ghost". He was all black and bowed his head.

Seeing what the black-faced man still wants to say, the young man immediately stared at him and stared at him and said: "Or you can choose the road we are going, but if you don't bring back the silence, you don't have to go back to the Falcon. It is."

At this time, there are only four people on the young side. The black-faced man stood by eight people.

Although the young side is dominant in terms of strength, in this place, it is obvious that the number is more secure...

"We are responsible for being a bait and taking no less risk than you," one member said.

The black-faced man also nodded. "Yes, but we will not continue to wait for you here. Only when we return to the road, we have the conditions to delay or even fight against the mutant beast."

"Yes." The young man gave him a look. There was a faint smile in my eyes.

When I was seen by the young people, the heart of the black-faced man suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. But before he thought about it, the young four had already left...

As the grass slowly closed behind her, Kelly suddenly looked back at the direction of the eight people and smiled: "Is they afraid to die?"

"What do you want to say?" The youth loosened the neckline. Asked calmly.

"Without your mental strength, they are completely exposed to the mutant beast and Lingmo. I don't know anyone else, but Lingmo will definitely seize this opportunity. That is to say, the first thing he wants to solve is not us. , but on the other side of the crowd..." Kelly continued.

The north wind raised his hand and pinched his knuckles. The voice said softly: "That is, they are real bait... By this opportunity. We can quickly and temporarily safely approach the target... but speaking, They really know how to judge. Choosing to hide here, even if the approximate location is detected, there is no way to see them with the naked eye immediately. With this, the detection ability has been sealed to a large extent. So before A sneak attack is actually just a temptation..."

The young man snorted and did not speak.

Compared with these "bait", he is more concerned about the silence.

"Just through simple harassment. We have successfully divided our forces... but it doesn't matter. In order to eat the bait, your people will definitely undergo a differentiation... so it will be evened out..." With his head down, the pupil narrowed slightly.

A few minutes later, a scream of screams suddenly sounded in the wilderness...

"Many people will lead to disagreement. Don't say that this person is only the vice captain of the team. Even the captain of the whole team. It is impossible to force so many people to wait in line to shoot..." In the grass, a silhouette is slow. Slowly stood up, and there was a hint of color in his eyes. "As for you. It should have come over..."

......

Three in the morning.

In the wilderness, the last scream was heard, and at the same time, in a deeper grass...

The vegetation here is basically black and red, and the jagged edges are constantly secreting juice like blood. The whole area has a faint smell. If you smell it a few times, you will feel like It is a **** smell.

But inside the grass, the young four stared at the front with a strange look.

This is an sinister building, and its appearance is not special. What really cares for them is the light that shines through the window on the second floor. It’s just that the light disappeared quickly after they saw it...

"Is this provocative?" the north wind whispered.

The young man stared at the side for a while and shook his head. "It’s a fantasy. The house is real, it has a fantasy."

"So, is the battlefield they prepared?" Kelly asked with her lips.

"It should be..." The young man nodded.

Without waiting for him to finish, Kelly had already picked up the launcher and aimed directly at the house: "Without considering the introduction of the mutant beast, you can completely destroy it here..."

"No..." The young man suddenly said, "We have actually entered the illusion."

At the same time, the north wind and Kelly looked at the surroundings, and then they all showed a puzzled look.

The young man pointed his finger at a blade of grass and said dumbly: "These grasses have not been moved since the beginning... The wind here seems to have completely disappeared."

"So..."

"It's useless, unless you can burn all these grasses, otherwise his fantasy will still exist..." The youth's expression looked a little dignified. "This time, there should be no way to forcefully break."

These mutated weeds are hard to ignite, and even if they burn, they consume a lot of fuel, not a few rifle grenades.

"So we..." The young man just wanted to continue, and the scalp suddenly numb.

He slowly looked up and looked at the surroundings with a black face.

nobody……

Whether it is Kelly or the north wind, it has disappeared at this time.

The ghost seems to have been hidden in the darkness, and nothing has been discovered after careful detection.

In absolute silence, there is only boundless weeds in the vicinity, and the abandoned farmhouse in front of him...

As his vision re-entered the private house, the disappearing lights appeared again in the window. The orange candle swayed gently on the glass window, and a figure slowly emerged...

It was a female figure who was sewing something, but she always looked down and couldn't see her outline...

"Want to fight with me?" The young man slowly stood up and stood up. His hands swayed, and the grass in front of him suddenly dispersed, leaving a path for him.

He bit his teeth, and then showed a sneer: "Try it! The person who created the illusion has already consumed a lot, and the remaining attack power is about equal to nothing... so I waited for me there, Is that you? Ling Mo..."

After hesitating, the youth slowly walked towards the building.

Just as he walked out of the grass, the scenery around him had changed.

If there is no black mist, the ridiculous path leading to the building...

And not far from him, there was a dirty basket, and there seemed to be a note in it...

A street sign emerged silently, and the blood-red handwriting emerged on the top line.

"There are four people entering the illusion, three of them will disappear. The rest will go to death. Anything you see can be a fatal trap... All the choices you make may become Your last death."

The young man stared at the street sign for a while and suddenly frowned.

"Language trap..."