The wood type superpower who is reborn in the apocalypse

In this world, having one more vehicle that can pull cargo is a great help to them.

"But if you don't agree -" Huang Mao's expression turned evil again.

"Then brother, I don't mind letting you be a woman today." Then he said lewdly.

Looking at this girl, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old. She is clearly dressed as a middle school student. She may not have been fucked by a man before.

Thinking of this, Huang Mao's eyes became even more lewd.

Leng Ning frowned, "I don't want to kill anyone -" and then said in a deep voice.

She had killed countless zombies in her previous life plus this one, but she had never had human blood on her hands.

But today, she wanted to break the habit.

"Hey, this girl has a pretty good tone." The gangsters laughed.

"Okay, use your little mouth to kill, and kill my brother--" As soon as a gangster said something disgusting, he shut up forever-

No one could see what was going on, but Leng Ning was already on Xiaoman's side.

And the other extremely sharp end had already pierced the gangster's forehead.

At this moment, Leng Ning's face was full of coldness, like a demon from hell.

The gangsters were terrified.

However, Leng Ning did not stop. In just two seconds, he killed another person using the same method.

The others quickly began to fight back.

Cursing Leng Ning, he rushed towards her.

Leng Ning was not afraid at all.

"Looking for death -" the two words came out of his mouth, and he waved Xiaoman again.

In less than thirty seconds, except for Huang Mao who was hiding away, the rest of the gangsters were all dead bodies on the ground.

"Spare your life, my aunt, spare your life!" Seeing Leng Ning walking towards him with a strange bloody wooden stick, Huang Mao'er almost peed in fear.

Knowing that he couldn't run away, he simply knelt down and kowtowed to Leng Ning.

"Say what you just said again."

Leng Ning mentioned Xiaoman, and when the other end of Xiaoman touched Huang Mao's forehead, it had become extremely sharp.

Huang Mao's pupils were dilated and he didn't dare to move.

Just now he witnessed his men being stabbed to death by this magical stick, and they died before he even had time to shout.

"I don't dare, please forgive me, grandma! I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore..." Huang Mao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his body was shaking like chaff.

Since the end of the world, he has never felt so close to death when facing a large number of zombies.

Leng Ning's face turned cold. He was just about to finish off Huang Mao when he heard the sound of a car approaching.

Looking up, Zheng Peng and Yuan Xing were finally back.

Leng Ning hesitated and took back Xiaoman.

"Go and squat over there." Then he said to Huang Mao in disgust.

There is still a lot of work in the resort, and it would be too cheap to kill him.

"Hey, thank you, grandma!" Huang Mao saved his life and hurriedly went to the corner and squatted down with his head in his hands.

Yuan Xing and Zheng Peng have already got out of the car.

Seeing the pickup truck and the bodies scattered on the ground, I roughly guessed what was going on.

Seeing Huang Mao squatting in the corner, the two of them were a little confused.

Are there any survivors?

"Boss, are you okay?" Zheng Peng was the first to ask with concern.

"It's okay, the trouble has been solved. How are you doing over there?" Leng Ning looked at the two of them.

"The oil that was transported back has been spread into the pond. But there are too many corpses. At least four more barrels are needed." Yuan Xing said.

"Zhou Tao is still trying to figure out how to deal with the bodies in other places near the apartment. The workload is a bit heavy."

"There are three vehicles now. The van transports two barrels and the pickup truck transports three barrels. The three of us move together." Leng Ning said in a deep voice.