Doomsday Rise

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"It's dawn!" Xiao Wei suddenly said.

Liu Wei'an suddenly looked up, and then reacted after a moment of confusion. The black curtain of the sky brightened a bit, and he could see the shadow of the sun.

The neck was tilted three inches to the left. The sharp claws rubbed across the skin. The wind-scratched skin hurt. Liu Wei'an looked indifferent, and the iron fist slammed into the paw master's head. There was no response at all, his head cracked with fists, the juice splattered, and he died instantly. Liu Weian threw the zombies on the rooftop and asked, "Xiao Wei, how many are there now?"

"589." Xiao Wei's voice was a little tired, and she didn't sleep all night, even though she was a 13-year-old little girl.

The dull footsteps came from below. Liu Wei'an looked and looked towards the bottom. His face changed. He was an ogre. Somehow he got in. With his height, he entered the building. Easy thing, I don't know which one is wrong. It stepped on the stairs, the whole staircase was shaking slightly, but the quality of the house was quite good. It came up layer by layer, and it did not step on.

"Can you count to 600?" Liu Weian asked Xiaowei.

"Yes," Xiao Wei affirmed, but she was almost in seventh grade, 600, too underestimated him.

"Look clearly." Liu Wei'an suddenly moved, such as a shadow rushing towards the zombie. His movement revealed two footprints on the ground. The entire staircase was covered with dark red liquid. Only his footprints were clean. Xiaowei didn't have much feeling when looking at this, but she felt that these footprints were dazzling. If a master saw it, she would be shocked and unable to speak.

For one night, even if the zombies attacked like storms and storms, the gold-level people could not do it without moving.

Bang, bang, bang ...

Liu Wei'an interspersed between the zombies like shadows, fists like a thunder, and a blasting sound in the air. The zombies fell one after another, all headshots.

Liu Wei'an kicked the zombies into the roof with his feet, and cleverly, none of them hit the door.

"590,591,592 ^ 598,599,600, okay, that's all right." Xiao Wei's words fell, and she felt the figure flash, and Liu Wei'an appeared in front of her eyes.

Liu Weian quickly grabbed a fire spell and scattered it in the staircase. For a moment, the entire staircase was covered by flames, the heat was permeating, and the zombies were afraid of the flames and did not dare to climb up. Those zombies who had reached half had to turn around and roar and rush Avoid the corridor. However, the loudest was the ogre. The sound was like waves, and the real stairwell that was shaking was buzzing.

Xiao Wei's face turned pale, and her eyes showed fear.

"Don't be afraid, it won't come up," Liu Wei'an comforted, clutching the zombies and throwing them at the door. After a while, he piled a thick layer and blocked the entrance.

"Well, you can take a break, are you hungry?" Liu Weian threw the last body over, sat on the ground with one buttock, and then greeted Xiao Wei.

With so many corpses piled up, the general zombies ca n’t be pushed away. The ogre may be able to, but it can be pushed away, but the stairs must not be able to bear such a heavy weight, and it will inevitably collapse. Where will the ogre come from? Where to go.

"A little bit," Xiao Wei said embarrassed.

I washed it a little with mineral water, my hands and face were cleaned, but I couldn't do anything about it. Liu Weian quite arrogantly took out the induction cooker and waited for the guy to come out to cook and eat. There was electricity on the rooftop. About half an hour, the rice was cooked and bursts of rice fragrant.

Coo ... Coo ...

The belly cry came from Liu Wei'an and Xiao Wei at the same time. They looked at each other and laughed.

Open dinner!

No food, but both of them were very fragrant and gobble, Xiao Wei didn't know how long she hadn't eaten hot food, let alone fragrant rice, almost bit her tongue out.

"Brother, there seems to be someone asking for help over there," Xiao Wei said suddenly.

"Don't worry about him, talk after you finish, wait for him to come and grab our food." Liu Wei'an said. When someone asked for help, he found it naturally.

In the building on the left, a man ran in front, and several zombies were chasing behind. All were zombies of level 2.0. Behind the zombies of 2.0, there were a dozen zombies of level 1.8 and 1.9. The worst thing was that there was one. Only mutated zombies, the eaves walked on the wall, the monkey seemed to run between the roof and the security window like a fly, and even knew how to run in front of the man to block the road.

The man should be a mutant, and his speed and strength are far beyond ordinary people, but the mutation time is not long, and he is not familiar with his ability. He held a fruit knife and was killed by two zombies.

"Help, help ..."

The man yelled as he ran, but he didn't know that this would attract more zombies. Two stairs in a building, he ran from the left to the right, but did not know that there were zombies on the right. I really did n’t know. How he lived so recklessly.

Liu Wei'an was eating rice, but Yu Guang was staring at the building. When the man ran to the right and found that there was no way to go, he was dumbfounded, and between the gods, the zombie rushed up.

"what--"

The man closed his eyes in fright, waving his hands wildly. Liu Wei'an instantly appeared on his hand, aimed at a 2.0 zombie, and stopped when he shot. Inside the scope, he saw flesh and blood flying, the man's fruit knife cut over the body of the zombies, the pieces of meat splashed, and the knife-shaped surface seemed to dance.

In a blink of an eye, the living zombies were cut into a corpse, clicked, and fell to the ground with their mouths closed, still undead, but no longer threatening. The man closed his eyes clearly, but was clear about the movements of the whole body. The fruit knife passed through the other zombie, and a dazzling light flashed away. The second zombie became a corpse, clean and on the ground. A pile of minced meat and offal.

The sword light ended, and it turned to the third zombie, and flew by, but it was separated from the flesh and bones, clean, and in one go, and it made people feel a sense of heart and soul.

In the blink of an eye, all four zombies pounced on became skeletons of skeletons, and they could no longer be evil when they fell to the ground. However, the men's swordsmanship seemed to be aimed at the body, but did not touch the head. Therefore, although the four zombies lost their ability to attack, they were not dead.

The man opened his eyes and sweated a lot. It seemed that this behavior required a lot of energy. Looking at the four zombies on the ground, his lips trembled slightly, and his pale face showed that he was not in the same state as the crazy attack just now.

boom!

The gunshot shocked the man, and he jumped up, and was immediately hit by a heavy object. Hey, the fruit knife was lost, and both hands crouched down and hugged his head, but he didn't get stupid at home. What he had, at this look, yelled again, turned out to be a zombie.

Suddenly I remembered the zombie who had been flying on the security window before, and I was shocked with cold sweat, but now the zombie will not move, a bullet hole in his eyebrow, piercing through the back of his head, he can't die anymore.

Bang Bang Bang!

Front and back, two zombies each fell, headshots.

Liu Wei'an took out the fire hose and threw it vigorously. The water pipe rolled over and rolled out. The distance of 60 meters flew. When it fell under the man's feet, he just reached the end. The man's head was a little demented, and looked stupidly.

Liu Wei'an looked at the man from a distance and was not anxious. The weight of the sprinkler head of the fire hose was not enough to support the suspended pipe body and began to slide outward. The zombies on both sides also quickly approached. He flinched, hissing in his mouth, and bloodthirsty glow in his eyes.

"help me--"

The man finally reacted, picked up the fruit knife and fluttered towards the front. He grabbed the nozzle before the fire hose fell. At the same time, the left and right zombies also flung to his original position. His figure was saved.

"what--"

The man made a terrible cry, and fell vertically, about seven or eight meters away. When the man's mind rose to despair, suddenly a great force passed along the fire hose, this strength was extraordinary, Suddenly, he felt the slump came to a halt, and then it became ascending, a snoring sound, and before he could react, people were already stepping on the ground, and the slump and swell feeling made him almost vomit, Dizzy and dizzy, lying on the ground for a while before waking up ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ subconsciously looking down, on a rocky hill without plants, lying on the corpse of four zombies, his head broken with blood, no bones Knowing how many broke, two of them went straight, and the other two shuddered, not dead. These four zombies are exactly the zombies that jumped behind his buttocks. The man's back was sweating coldly. If it was not a fire hose, the end of the zombies would be his end.

After returning to God, I found that I was still holding the fire hose in my hand. I was embarrassed to drop it, stood up, moved my eyes on Xiao Wei and Liu Wei'an, and finally stopped on Liu Wei'an: "Thank you hero The life-saving grace is like remaking. I don't think I'll be rewarded. I ... that ... "The man blushed, not knowing what to do next.

"Oh!" Xiao Wei hid and smiled. The man's face turned redder.

"You're welcome. In this case, it's always right for everyone to help each other. No one knows when they can live, so you don't have to be grateful. I'm here to help you. Maybe you need to help me next time. Liu Wei'an is very casual, mainly because of this situation.

"Thank you, thank you, I still want to thank you. My name is Qiu Quansheng, that ..." The man was in his thirties, but obviously not good at communication, and blushed without saying a few words.

"My name is Liu Wei'an, and she is Xiao Wei." Liu Wei'an stared at Qiu Quansheng's fruit knife, only to find that it was not a fruit knife at all, but a scalpel. No wonder it was so sharp.

"you are a doctor?"

"I'm a forensic doctor," Qiu Quansheng said embarrassedly. "I won't heal the disease, only the corpse."

"This is a good job." Liu Wei'an sincerely praised him, and he could not practice this level for 20 years.

Qiu Quansheng's face turned red again.

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