Hearing He Ming's words, Luo Dali and Luo Limei, who were running in front, also found a car parked on the side of the road. It was a Mercedes-Benz. The front was smashed to pieces and the door on the driver's seat was also opened.

At this critical moment, He Ming no longer cared about so much. He just hoped that they could run away quickly. He no longer cared about his life and death. In his heart, at worst, he could die again. It would not be a waste of work to be able to obtain twenty perpetual coins.

He Ming speeded up and took the lead, leading the way for them to clear the zombies in front of them, and headed straight towards the Mercedes-Benz. There was no blood in the car and no zombies were inside. He Ming immediately turned his head and took advantage of the few seconds that Luo Dali had already gotten into the car, while Luo Limei was still behind, and it seemed that she had twisted her feet. He Ming didn't bother to be angry at Luo Dali's shamelessness and ran directly to Lu Oh Limei. The two swords in his hand were dancing non-stop, and he was about to rush to Luo Limei's side.

"Touch~!" With a loud noise, Luo Limei exploded around He Ming, shattering the minced meat, internal organs and blood spilled on He Ming's clothes and face. He Ming stopped his steps and stood there staring at Luo Limei's place. The full of anger almost destroyed his reason. The sound of squeaking cars came from behind, making He Ming even more angry. If Luo Dali hadn't left his sister, how could these things happen?

He Ming, who grew up under the education of his father instilling men's responsibility as a man, really wanted to dig out Luo Dali's heart and see if it was red. He hated this zombie even more. Even if half of the reward of this mission was ruined, he didn't plan to run away now. As for Luo Dali, let him die. Whether the mission was successful or not is no longer important to him. He hoped that Luo Dali could die. At worst, everything would be done again. The only thing he wanted to do now was to kill this zombie.

"Cantone..." The zombie was covered in blue, two meters tall, with muscles showing, and the whole body burst.

With his strength to knock Luo Limei out, he could guess how much power it would take. He stared at the zombie at least T3 level, and He Ming tightened his hand and stared at the zombie's shoulders. This was what his father taught him. To know the opponent's attack in advance, the best way is to look at the opponent's joints to clearly see the movement of the muscles and guess the enemy's next step. Zombies without skin are the easiest to predict, but they are also the most difficult to defend against, because they are not very fast, they are either strong, and they are either dead or injured. They are all unbeaten.

"Puchi~!" He waved his left hand casually, and his eyes were still staring at the blue zombie. In an instant, a zombie approaching He Ming moved his head and the body slowly tilted to the ground.

"Cantone..." At this moment, the green zombie accelerated and turned into a phantom and rushed straight towards He Ming. At a distance of five or six meters, He Ming barely waved his knife, and the green zombies appeared in front of him. With a touch, He Ming was knocked away, and the zombies behind him were honored to be He Ming's back.

"Cough cough~!" He was knocked back for more than twenty meters, and he stopped his pace until he hit a car and knocked it back for a few centimeters. The zombies behind him were already a pile of rotten meat. It was precisely because of the contributions of these two zombies that He Ming was not blown up with a punch. At this time, He Ming knew clearly that the irreparable gap between the two. He Ming's eyes turned blood red, and his right hand covered his heart, and the pain like a pectoris was not so good.

The blue zombie walked towards He Ming slowly, like a condescending strong man, despising He Ming.

"Kill~!" He Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, regardless of the pain in his heart, and stood up with a knife. Before he could take action, he was knocked out by the green zombie again. The green zombie was like a cat playing with a mouse, standing there watching He Ming hit the wall, and the sound of the broken ribs was clearly audible. This was because the green zombie did not use force, otherwise He Ming would have entered Luo Limei's footsteps and exploded and died.

"Come again..." He Ming's bloodiness was also aroused. He was like a stubborn cow, holding the wall with his left hand and covering his heart with his right hand. Two Damascus knives were tightly held in his hand. This was the last thing he could hurt this blue zombie. He Ming was so desperate that he could not help the other party's blue zombie.

"Grand!" The green zombie looked at He Ming, looking at the murderous look of the other party, showing a look of shame and annoyance. Before He Ming could react, she appeared in front of He Ming, casually tore He Ming's left hand apart, kicked He Ming out, letting He Ming fall on the road like a rag, blood kept flowing out from the broken arm, and the virus in the green zombie's hand also entered He Ming's body along the wound.

"Cough cough!!" He Ming made a faint coughing sound, his consciousness became more and more blurred. He knew clearly that he was about to die, and the bones in his body had been shattered by the green zombies, but he was unwilling to accept that he wanted to take revenge and he wanted to kill the green zombie with his own hands. If he died, everything would be over and he would never find the green zombie again.

"Revenge!" Opening his blurry eyes, he looked at the blue zombie holding his left hand and eating with relish. For a moment, hatred, anger, and killing filled He Ming's brain. He was unwilling to give up, and he was unwilling to end it. The huge pain in his body reminded him, making him unable to faint. The virus of the blue zombie is much stronger than the virus of the hunter. In just less than ten seconds, every muscle in He Ming's body seemed to be about to crack.

The pain like lingchi made him bit his teeth. The veins burst out on his skin, and the red skin was beads of sweat. Under the control of hatred and anger, He Ming slowly stood up and stared at the blue zombie. Blood was no longer dripping from his broken arm.

"Die!!" He Ming didn't know where the power came from, and a simple force was used to chop Huashan, splitting the ordinary zombies attracted by blood in half. Just this time, He Ming realized that this was the power brought by the virus. He didn't know how long he could have endured the virus invasion. The virus invasion of the green zombies was much more powerful than the hunters. He Ming knew that the possibility of his perseverance was very slim, so it would be better to take advantage of the fact that he had revenge now.

Thinking of this, He Ming looked at the blue zombie staring at him hideously, slowly lifted his right hand, and pointed the Damascus knife at the blue zombie, looking rebellious, and no longer the gentle and gentleman he used to be. Maybe this is his nature.

"Cantone..." The blue zombie faced He Ming's shoulders and threw her grasping arm aside and roared sharply at He Ming. As for that arm, it naturally made other ordinary zombies cheaper.

"Suffer to die!!!" He Ming rushed towards the blue zombie, with the power brought by the virus. He Ming was already half-zombie at this time, and his speed was not as good as that of the blue zombie. Boom~! He Ming collided with the blue zombie, and directly rebounded back, smashed on the ground, and smashed two big pits.

"Cantone..." After all, it was a zombie with a complete body, and it was much stronger than He Ming, a person who had not yet become zombie. After He Ming stood up, he had already slowed down a little. Looking at the blue zombie who looked at him with a hundred meters away, He Ming became angry and his anger accelerated the invasion of the virus. In an instant, the upper body that had not been invaded had been transformed into zombies except for the head.

Seeing that the virus had an increasing impact on consciousness, He Ming knew that he had little time left and did not dare to stay for more, so he decided to fight quickly and compete with the blue zombies.

"Come on, fight!" He Ming used Damascus in his hand to look at the blue zombies, but Damascus flew straight out and shot at the blue zombies. The zombies didn't dodge. The damage to him was already pitiful. If he had changed to a Tearman-type T3, the knife might not even have a white seal and rolled it up!

"Clang..." Damascus was slapped away by the green zombies. In an instant, he was knocked out by He Ming who was following behind Damascus. In fact, from the beginning, He Ming knew that this knife was useless to people of their level (corpse?), so he took the idea of ​​using waste and used it as a false call. Unexpectedly, although the green zombies had a little intelligence, they were still very weak and had not reached the point of being a human being in their lifetime. Naturally, they were deceived by He Ming and suffered a small loss.

"Let's go there!!" He Ming took advantage of the victory to pursue the green zombie, and quickly ran under him when he could not use force in the air, jumped heavily. The hand that had long satisfying nails that could tear apart the steel streaked across the green zombie's back and instantly pulled off a large piece of meat.

After succeeding with one blow, He Ming was no longer chasing him, and he directly threw away the flesh on his right hand. It was a pity that he didn't have the chance to directly catch his head. The blue zombie fell to the ground and roared at He Ming.

Before they knew it, they were surrounded by a group of zombies. He Ming discovered that this guy was also very cunning. He couldn't help but have a boiling murderous aura and went straight towards the green zombies. He had not had enough time to let these zombies hold their bodies. Looking at He Ming rushing over, the green zombies went directly from other directions and did not fight against He Ming at all. He Ming was so angry that he roared angrily. If he could not kill him, how could he be willing to do so? He kept waving his right hand and tearing all the zombies blocking the way into pieces. Even if it was the T2 tearer or the hunter, he did not have the strength to fight back. He locked in the green zombies like a madman.

In this sea of ​​corpses, half of the man and one corpse went against the road. He Ming had no worries about the harm these zombies would cause him. Wherever he passed, there was only a sea of ​​blood corpses, a sea of ​​black blood, and a corpse torn into pieces.
Chapter completed!