Song Beichuan's face was as deep as water. He looked at the dark muzzle pointing at his eyes. He was calm. He was never afraid of death because death had never approached him. This made him feel that he had a sense of mission. If no one could kill him before he completed his mission, even if he was pointed at by real guns and ammunition at this time, there would be no change in his heart.

His heart was very calm, but the rest were in his throat, especially Ruan Qingyi, because among these people, Li Aike was useless to help, let alone Li Xiaodong, who had strength, but he was too lazy to be surprised at the marksmanship. Now the only person who could send him was Ruan Qingyi.

Sitting on the sofa, he felt that his blood had solidified at that moment. He didn't believe that the accident would happen so suddenly, without any signs. He suddenly pointed the gun at Song Beichuan. He was a smart person. If Song Beichuan died here, then before the zombie army came, Song Beichuan's troops would break his city gate.

Why bother killing each other in this situation?

There must be something wrong inside. Although I thought so, Ruan Qingyi still put his hand on his back and touched his back and his pistol with minimal movement.

The moment I touched the pistol, the gunshot suddenly rang out, and the fire from the muzzle and the blue smoke emitted from it were so clear and slow.

real?

Shooted?

Ruan Qingyi stood up, took out the pistol from behind her waist, and pointed it at the guard behind Kong Fansheng. The action was done in one go without any drag.

However, at this time, it was surprisingly discovered that Song Beichuan did not fall down and there was no sign of being shot. He quickly judged that this man was not dealing with Song Beichuan, but the things behind Song Beichuan.

At that moment, Ruan Qingyi quickly moved the muzzle away from the man and behind Song Beichuan. He saw that one of the glasses on the wall had been cracked by bullets, but they did not crack.

There was an object behind it, but I couldn't tell what it was. Just as Ruan Qingyi frowned and was struggling, a black shadow suddenly broke through the broken glass.

In an instant, glass slags splashed everywhere, and a crystal light flashed. The moment it rushed out, Ruan Qingyi and the guard both pulled the trigger in their hands at the same time.

A string of bullets hit the black shadow, but the speed of this thing was too fast. With the serpentine movement, their bullets were all shot to the ground, leaving bullet marks.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow rushed towards Song Beichuan. Song Beichuan also turned around at this time. He wanted to dodge, but he could predict that it was almost impossible to dodge at the opponent's speed.

"I'm going to live here." I thought softly.

When he was talking, he was about to be soon. When the shadows and Song Beichuan were less than one meter away, Li Xiaodong suddenly stood in front of Song Beichuan and shouted: "Die!"

The sound of a dragon roar and a tiger roar hit the black shadow in the face. Although Li Xiaodong was big and thick and looked like a clumsy boxer, this was a subjective consciousness that did not exist.

Like Tyson, there are men in this world who can combine speed and strength, and Li Xiaodong is such a person. At the moment when the black shadow was about to rush to Song Beichuan, he punched like light and light.

The punch hit the black shadow in the head without any bias. After being hit hard, it fell to the side and slid four or five meters on the ground, turning all the decorations beside it.

When the shadow fell to the ground, everyone could see its true face. The red skin, slender limbs that did not meet the proportion of the human body, and also had a charred fang. Except for ghost hunting, there was no other zombie with these characteristics.

And the moment it fell to the ground, Ruan Qingyi and the guards pulled the trigger at the same time. The sound of the shooting lasted for a long time, and the flames kept bursting out of the muzzle, knowing that the zombies on the ground were beaten to the blood and blood.

After the gunshots lasted for a while, a group of people were wearing neat military uniforms, holding guns in their hands, and hurriedly felt the place.

When Kong Fansheng saw the reinforcements who were laid down, he couldn't help but curse: "What's the use of coming now? A zombie broke into my house! What are you doing? Now I'll check it carefully! When zombies appear at my doorstep, I'll let you all fall to the ground!"

Song Beichuan looked at his angry look and couldn't help but frown. He couldn't blame these soldiers for this matter, so why bother them? First of all, the living habits of ghost hunting are very smart. They are like velociraptors of the Jurassic era, and the habits of this dinosaur are very terrifying.

Because they know what bullying the weak is to be afraid of the strong, the old lady will specifically pick the soft ones when eating persimmons. She will usually target those who are alone, and generally will not enter the room. Even if she enters the room, it is because she is alone. Simply put, when there are more than three people, the hunting ghost will never take action.

What's more, this kind of creature can eat other creatures. There are many wild animals in the wild, but the strange thing is that it only eats the heart. The specific reason is that the zombie research department established by Song Beichuan cannot tell the truth.

When all these people retreated and carefully investigated, Kong Fansheng's anger disappeared almost and he sat on the sofa with anger.

Li Aike said at this time: "This kind of zombie is not simple."

Kong Fan Sheng was in a panic. The sudden appearance of the zombie made his nerves nervous. He had to pay attention to things he didn't care about at this time, and said, "What do you know?"

"I can't tell you what I know, but ghost hunting is a group creature. Although there is no record of mating and reproduction between them, it is an extremely cautious creature. It can be called greed for life and fear of death. A creature like this actually takes this risk and breaks into here. Is its head broken?"

Kong Fansheng snorted coldly and said, "What intelligence does zombies have? Even if their heads are broken, it's not strange. This kind of thing is not normal."

Li Aike nodded and smiled, "Yes, if a person thinks he is right, everything he sees is wrong."

When Kong Fansheng heard his sarcasm indifferently, he was already angry and immediately scolded: "Don't be sarcastic about you there! I can't move Song Beichuan, can't you still move!"

When Li Aike heard his threat, his face was not panic, but instead smiled even more. Everyone present was shuddered, and then he heard him say, "We all have eyes. We still remember what happened just now. The performance of the ghost hunting just now was obviously a state of extremely purposefulness!"

The words were spoken, and everyone frowned and recalled every scene that happened just now. No one had noticed the hunting ghost there. If the guard had not discovered it first, Song Beichuan, who was closest to the glass wall, would have been the first to die. Moreover, the hunting ghost did not hesitate and ran over to Song Beichuan.

Kong Fan's Bible said in this way, "Are you saying that the zombie is heading for your boss?"

"Yes, it's very likely. Of course, this is also an assumption. You can choose not to believe it. All this is a coincidence. However, the changes that have occurred in the zombies are real. It all depends on your own thoughts. After all, no one can wake up a person who pretends to be asleep."

Seeing Li Aike saying this, Song Beichuan couldn't help but smile invisibly. Li Aike was indeed a little interesting. He didn't bring him here this time. He used perfection to use the fire. In a few words, he raised the fear in Kong Fansheng's heart.

To put it more simply, he said: "We are grasshoppers on the same rope. We can't jump you or run away from me. What's more, in the face of such a strange zombie, would I choose to cut off my own arm?"

After understanding his intentions, Song Beichuan's smile became brighter and said, "Brother Kong, since you treat the alliance we only see as a piece of waste paper, then I don't have much left here. It's better to go to the sky and go one side, and I'll say goodbye first."

After saying that, Li Xiaodong, Ruan Qingyi, and Li Aike all stepped forward to leave.

Kong Fansheng was smoking the cigar in his hand, but his brows were frowning. He never felt that the cigar in his hand was so difficult to smoke. It was all because of this sudden zombie. Moreover, the person Song Beichuan brought was somewhat reasonable. There were too many strange facts that happened to the zombies during this period.

From the initial migration to the later destruction of the Chang Geng power, it was his turn to be on his head. To be honest, he was not sure to solve this problem, but in fact his heart was filled with fear.

However, his inner fear did not come from death and war, but the rights in his own hands. He never feared death and war. Everything he now had is based on these two, so after he had these, he was afraid that others would take them away.

At that time, he was full of energy and his figure was not as generous as he is now. He led his own group of brothers to conquer the entire northwest. Later, he still wanted to expand, but he suffered a great loss in the hands of Chang Geng. He had made no progress in three years.

Later, we had to establish a peace treaty. None of the two forces could move each other, so it would be better to develop each other. The two families gradually had trade exchanges.

And Kong Fansheng threw down the impulse in his heart, holding the non-existent crown on his head, feeling that everyone around him wanted to steal him away.

So I became more and more cautious and more careful, and regarded everyone around me as enemies and could not tell the true friends
Chapter completed!