Doomsday Rise

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What prompted Qiu Quansheng to look back was the dagger sent by Liu Wei'an. It was made of special materials and simple in shape, but the quality was superb and sharp. It was better than the scalpel he used before.

Growing up in adversity, Qiu Quansheng slid down the fire hose, and he could not climb the rock. He didn't have the slightest fear, but he didn't grasp the time when he landed, and he fell a dog late to eat shit.

Qiu Quansheng jumped up, the sword flashed, the heads of the three zombies flew out, the flesh on his neck was gone, and the third cut of the spine was exactly this one-third depth, which caused the zombies Instant death. Without this one-third depth, zombies may not break their necks 100%, but with this one-third, zombies will die.

"Hold on, I'm here to save you." Qiu Quansheng yelled. To be honest, Qiu Quansheng's serious look is still very charming. On the other street, more than 80 meters apart, there are four people who can hardly persist. After a shock, a little strength was restored.

boom!

The head of the zombie exploded, and his body was pulled out by the powerful force for several meters. Qiu Quansheng turned back in the sprint, completely relieved that Liu Weian's marksmanship was not under his scalpel.

Bang, bang, bang, bang ...

Liu Wei'an was not fast at firing, but the marksmanship was as godlike and full of rhythm. Those zombies who were close to Qiu Quansheng had their headshots. Qiu Quansheng had no worries and the speed increased. In front of those four people who need help.

"Thank you, Brother, for reaching out to help, Daen Dade, we—" The four of them were all bruised and stained with blood on their faces. They could not see what they were, but they were all young.

"Don't make nonsense, follow me quickly. An ogre is here." Qiu Quansheng yelled, turned away, and rushed ahead to open the road.

"Come on!" The faces of all four changed greatly. They had a team of more than forty people. The reason why there are four now is because they met a ogre halfway, and they really talked about the change of color.

At the halfway point, Liu Wei'an's support left. Qiu Quansheng's pressure increased greatly. He bit his teeth, his arms fluttered like wheels, the blade of light shone, and he couldn't see the shadow quickly. His frantic assassination immediately caught the attention of the nearby 2.0 zombies, and one after another came towards him.

"Dead to me!"

A blade of light left with the broken meat, and the head of the zombie rose to the sky. The open mouth would never close again. The sharp fangs crossed a cold mang in the air and disappeared into the zombies. This 2.0-level zombie will kill in seconds before he can explode.

Qiu Quansheng rushed for a few steps, and the zombies on both sides were thrown away without even seeing his appearance. As soon as he turned around, he heard a scream, four people, and the last person was held by the zombies and bit his neck. The blood squirted and the eyes could not survive. The first three people yelled at his name, but he didn't dare to stop.

There was a gurgling sound among the people who were biting their necks, and Xi Yi's eyes suddenly became dull.

"Don't watch, hurry up, you climb up first, after I die." Qiu Quansheng's eyes were red and murderous. The three did not dare to hesitate, and pulled up the fire hose ape.

The zombies rushed around madly, Qiu Quansheng was scarred after a while, his clothes became cloth strips, and the blood-stimulated zombies became even more crazy.

Bang, bang, bang, bang ...

Liu Wei'an looked cold, one shot after another, and each shot accurately hit the ogre's head, but he could not kill him. Compared to the ogre that had been killed before, this one was more powerful. Now, he is tall and has a long foot. He rushed to less than 20 meters in a few seconds without a few seconds. If it was not for him to fire, Qiu Quansheng and others would never have had the chance to rush here to the fire hose. Even so, the distance continues to shrink.

Roar--

The ogre was constantly fired by bullets, irritated, and with his arms stretched out, he grabbed a 1.8-level zombie and smashed it towards Qiu Quansheng. Between the electric light and the fire, Liu Wei'an's finger lightning flashed three times.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three bullets were shot in a straight line on the ogre's raised arm. The first bullet depicts the corpse mantra. It instantly exploded a blood hole and exposed the bones. The second bullet depicts the gold stone charm. The bone was broken, and the third bullet portrayed a fire spell.

The ogre roared, his arm was broken, and the zombie holding it was unable to fall to the ground. He was then wrapped in flames and the hot air distorted the hot air. The ogre went mad, ignoring the direction, rushing into the zombies was an attack, and the remaining three arms slapped one by one, flying up those little zombies.

Qiu Quansheng's pressure was greatly reduced, and he glanced back and found that the three people were approaching the top of the building, without hesitation, grabbed the fire hose and quickly climbed up. The zombies on the ground roared at his butt, but they could not climb the rope and were angry. Useless.

The three men climbed the tired faces of the rooftops and talked with no energy. They lay on the ground for half a day before recovering. They could not be tired. They had to climb a few tens of meters, and they were all mutants. It is estimated that they cannot climb up. Qiu Quansheng was the last one to come up. He was lying on the ground and got up for a long time. Why is it lying on your back instead of lying down? The injury on the buttocks is not good.

"Thank you Brother for saving your life—" The three bowed to Qiu Quansheng.

"Don't, don't, don't, the person who really is you is him. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alone." Qiu Quansheng grins his teeth, his whole body is wounded, there are few good places, and it hurts just to move around. Sweating.

"Thank you brother for saving your life-" The three of them went on to thank Liu Wei'an and expressed their sincere gratitude. They fled all the way and met many people. None of them gave a helping hand. In despair, Qiu Quansheng fell from the sky. In an instant, they vowed in their hearts that they must repay the benefactor.

"Don't talk nonsense, just eat something. There is still work to be done later." Liu Wei'an was cooking and Xiao Wei helped. For the three people's gratitude, he didn't care, he cared more about gratitude for action than good words on his mouth.

He observed that more and more zombies are returning here, which gives him a sense of urgency. Some people must be gathered as soon as possible, otherwise something really will happen and it will be detrimental to escape. Therefore, he did not hesitate in food, and all contributed.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The three were so grateful that they couldn't say anything. They saved their lives and gave food. The living Buddha was just the same. At this time, even if they were killed, they would have no regrets.

"Introduce your own name and ability briefly. After you are full, continue to save people, hoping that you can help some more." Liu Wei'an Dayi said abruptly.

"My Liu Xiaohui, 28 years old, ability is speed."

"I'm Zhang Xueqiang, 27 years old, and ability is strength."

"I'm Wang Pengpeng, 26 years old. My ability is twisted. My hands and feet can stretch."

The last one was a little embarrassed. It seemed that his skill was not very useful, at least he didn't feel much lethality. Liu Wei'an noticed that the least wounds on his body seemed to be due to the flexibility of the body.

It is impossible to be fully fed. After being full for seven minutes and taking a half-hour break, Qiu Quansheng reluctantly acted as a surgeon, treated everyone and himself, and bandaged tightly before setting off again to save people.

For the first time, two people came back, the second time he saved one, and the third time he met two mutant zombies. Qiu Quansheng almost explained that at a critical moment, Wang Pengpeng entangled one of the mutant zombies, and Liu Weian snore. After reaching one leg of the ogre, Lightning returned to help and shot and killed another mutant zombie. The team successfully recovered, but the rescued person died, and none of them survived.

This time, the rescue team was severely hit.

It took an hour of full training to start again. With the previous three, the team doubled. The three people rescued were all power-type. The reason why they were so miserable before was mainly the lack of weapons. After Liu Wei'an assigned them weapons, the combat effectiveness doubled.

"We belong to the mercenary regiment, but now the commander and deputy commander are dead, benefactor, you saved us, we will give this life to the benefactor, and we will follow the benefactor in the wind and rain. Go to www.ltnovel.com ~ Benefactor, but we can't help it. "This time the harvest was great. Seven people went out and saved eight people back. The team doubled in an instant.

The mercenary regiment, whether it is combat experience or personal qualities, is not comparable to the mutants who have just evolved. They are full and satiated. This team immediately engaged in intense and intense rescue work. Divided into two teams, each with a horn, and with Liu Weian's remote support, the rescue work this time was extremely smooth. Only a few people sustained minor injuries and rescued nine people. One of them has the ability to mind, but it is not too strong. It can only carry about 30 pounds, but it is also very powerful.

Liu Wei'an divided people into three teams and named them Ping'an First Team, Ping'an Second Team and Ping'an Third Team. When there are more people, work will be easier. Two teams work, and one team takes a rest day. After one day, more than twenty people are rescued intermittently. In fact, if we go all out, more people will be rescued, but some of them are ordinary people and will be abandoned.

The continuous rescue has made the Ping An team quite famous in this area, and more and more people are approaching this building. Of course, there are those who want to be rescued, but don't want to pay the price.

"I ordered you to be my guards, and when I went back, my father had a lot of rewards." The young son, Yi Zhiqi. Five or six bodyguards are guarded around a person. From the point of view of equipment, they are better than the general army, but the situation is not good today. Although there are many people, each is wounded. The key is that there are few bullets.

"Our son does not accept the young master." Qiu Quansheng said seriously.

"I order you to support me immediately, or you have to die when my father knows." Brother Li cried loudly.

"Go!" Qiu Quansheng waved his hand and took people to the other direction. Behind him came the hysterical growl and threat of his son, Gesher.

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