Zombie City

The young black boy let out an exclamation, and just about to rush out, he was grabbed by the arm by a powerful hand.

"Yikas, don't take it lightly at any time!

remember! be patient! "

A black middle-aged man with scars on his face, speaking with a loving smile on his face.

At an interval of more than ten seconds, another figure rushed out from the door of the supermarket they were going to enter, and they screamed loudly while baring their teeth and claws.

After rushing out more than a dozen infected people, the door of the supermarket seemed to be blocked by something.

Quack quack...

A sound of cracking hard wood came from the direction of the entrance of the supermarket. After five or six seconds, a huge figure broke through the entrance of the supermarket.

This is an infected person that is different from other infected people around. It is huge and bloated. When it walks, it makes a dull sound of stepping on the ground, leaving a series of footprints deep into the ground.

Level 2 Mutated Zombie! Power Defense!

The black teenager Yiska and his father, the old Yiska, all changed color, and their bodies quickly retracted behind the hidden truck.

Little Yiska whispered tremblingly:

"Father...that...that's the owner of the supermarket, Mr. Yefiru!

He used to be so thin and small, how did he look like this now!

He is like an evil devil! "

Little Iska's teeth were chattering as she spoke.

The old Yikas on the side stretched out his hand and patted the little Yiska on the shoulder, and comforted him in a calm voice:

"Don't be afraid my son, you will be a great hunter in the future, so you must overcome your fear!"

Encouraged by her father, Little Iska took two deep breaths, leaned her body on the ground, and looked out from the gap under the car.

The owner of those huge feet had stopped moving at this moment and just stood on the ground, motionless.

Seeing such a scene, the fear in little Yiska's heart was relieved a little.

However, before he got up, he saw a bulging head slowly approaching the ground, staring at him with a pair of scarlet eyes!

The slightly raised corners of the mouth seem to be smiling, saying:

'I found you! '

The fear in his heart could no longer be contained, and little Yiska could take the risk to follow his father to hunt lions and cheetahs, and even fight against packs of wolves.

But none of those can compare to monsters that can come back from the dead!

His fear was almost branded deep in Yiska's soul!

"Father! He found us!"

Little Yiska jumped up from the ground and exclaimed at the black middle-aged man beside him.

At the same time, the two heard the heavy footsteps approaching, and the frequency of the steps seemed to be running!

Without any hesitation, the old Yiska grabbed the panicked and helpless little Yiska, and the two rolled to the side together.

Almost at the same time, the light truck they were hiding in was hit violently, got stuck and rolled just over the place where Yiska and his son were hiding.

As long as the two are a little slow in their actions, they will be crushed into two bloody corpses by the truck.

The loud noise here attracted back the zombies that had been attracted by the loud arrows, and with the zombies coming out of the surrounding buildings one after another, the number quickly exceeded a hundred.

Yiska and his son encountered an unprecedented danger!

"Yiska, you are the future hunter of the tribe, remember my teaching!

I'll lure them away, you take the opportunity to escape! Do not look back! "

At a critical moment, old Yiska decided to use himself as a bait to protect the child.

"But father...you still have a lot of things you haven't taught me, let's go together if you want to go! I won't leave you behind!"

It seemed that little Yiska's crying angered old Yiska, which made his voice extremely harsh.

"You will be a hunter in the tribe in the future, a great warrior! Think about the tribe! Think about it!"

While speaking, old Yiska had already taken off the homemade hardwood bow on his back, and pulled out an arrow with beautiful tail feathers from the quiver on his back!

This is the sharpest arrow ever used against dangerous enemies!

Take aim, draw the bow and shoot the arrow!

Old Yiska's movements were done in one go, and the arrow flew away at an extremely fast speed amidst the shaking of the bowstring.

Roar.....

An angry roar sounded, and the old Yiska's arrow hit the tall supermarket owner's eye directly. If the bow and arrow were better, he might be able to shoot directly through the zombie's brain!

whoosh whoosh....

Old Yiska kept moving, and then shot three arrows in succession. The first two arrows pierced through the heads of the two zombies rushing to him, and the last one was aimed at the supermarket owner.

The huge and bloated supermarket owner raised his hand to block, but the sharp arrow could barely pierce its hard skin, and could not cause any substantial damage to it.

After successfully attracting the attention of these zombies, the old Yiska nudged the little Yiska, and quickly ran towards the center of the town. He wanted to stay as far away as possible, so that his son could escape Doomed opportunity.

Little Yiska ran towards the grassland outside the town with tears streaming down his face, and all the zombies followed his father into the depths of the town, which created a chance for him to escape safely.

After running a few steps, Little Yiska suddenly stopped...

Because he knew how dangerous the father who led away those zombie monsters was, and basically had no chance of surviving.

A warrior of the tribe would never give up on any member of the tribe. His father was not only a member of the tribe, but also the closest one!

"Father! I want to fight side by side with you!"

Little Yiska wiped away the tears on his face, the fear in his heart was finally overcome by him at this moment!

He wants to fight side by side with his father, even if he dies, he will die together!

All that the two father and son did was watched by another third party.

First, the father wanted to risk his life to save his son, and then the son desperately went back to save his father.

Melt knew that this was the kind of family affection she had never experienced before!

If her father is not a Gaia star, but a phantom star, then he must have had a sweet past with his mother. After the two gave birth to her, she would be surrounded by various emotions a little bit grew up.

Through a memory forcibly left behind by her mother, Melt saw a phantom star man her mother once loved deeply. After the Gaia star fighters invaded, the phantom star man was blocked to save her mother. The Yaxing fighters brutally slaughtered.

The complex emotions seemed to explode in Melt's heart, making her unable to breathe.

Mysterious and strange patterns began to appear and disappear on Melt's smooth jade-like skin, and the brilliant purple light in his eyes also began to slowly rotate.

hum.....

hum.....

Following two buzzing sounds, Melt pulled out the two particle vibration cutting daggers at his waist, and connected the ends of the daggers together, making the two daggers combine into a boomerang.

Not far below, seeing that old Yiska had fallen into a mortal situation, the huge secondary infected person had already rushed in front of him and raised a fist.

Whoosh...

There was a sound of breaking wind, and an arrow flew from the side at high speed, hitting the other intact eye of this bloated second-level mutant zombie.

Roar.....

Both eyes were shot blind by the arrows, which made the mutated zombie fall into madness. With its arms swung, four or five zombies around it suffered, and were swept away by the huge force.

"Iska! You!"

Finding out that it was his son who had gone and returned, old Iska was so angry that he could not speak.

Little Yiska grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that contrasted sharply with her dark skin.

"Father, I am a warrior of the tribe, and I came back to save my people!"

After the old Yiska was slightly taken aback, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"Then let's fight side by side and kill together!"

The father and son gathered together, shoulder to shoulder, and every arrow shot would surely pierce a zombie's head.

In a moment, he fell down with dozens of zombies.

However, when Little Yiska touched the quiver behind him with his backhand again, he missed it.

Old Yiska beside him only had two arrows left in his quiver.

"Son! One for each!

Dad will teach you one last trick! Watch it! "

While speaking, Old Louis moved quickly, looking for an optimal angle.

At the moment when the two zombies overlapped in his sight, he drew his bow and shot the last arrow!