The moment the strange-shaped corpse pounced on him, Black Panther fired his last bullet. Since then, his gun was useless and he could only use the dagger he carried with him. He was originally a free mercenary employed by a certain arms boss, but for some reason, everyone became very strange that night. Almost in a moment, the boss changed from a bald middle-aged man with beer belly to a strange corpse.

Black Panther shot the boss, but the boss was not dead. It was not until his head was smashed and his entire fat body fell to the ground.

Everyone in the villa had a mutated. Except for the Black Panther who had been in a certain continent where malaria and wars were frequent, none of them were spared. After escaping from the villa, Black Panther thought it might be the problem with the small safe. The boss had handed the safe to him before, and then locked it carefully into the safe. The Black Panther knew that the boss had been working with a mysterious laboratory in a powerful country, but he never cared about money, so now, he didn't know what was going on in this world.

After escaping from the villa, the Black Panther did not breathe a sigh of relief, because the people he saw became extremely terrible. They had no heartbeat or breathing, and were dead, but they could still stand and walk, and were extremely eager for human flesh. The Black Panther once saw such a dead person gnawing on the roadside a fresh corpse.

He had no love for the world, but he once had a mercenary friend who was a doomsdayist. He was worried about the arrival of the doomsday every day, and even built a bunker in a suburb early, but he didn't know how it was now. Moreover, he was too far away from there to take shelter. If he could survive, I hope to meet this friend.

Many people became dead, but there were also a few people who kept it normal like Black Panther. All those who touched the small safe became dead, but Black Panther was still alive. The reason why the boss gave him ten times the commission was because he was the only person who would not die after contacting the safe.

Maybe it was because he had some adventures on the land where wars continued, but the Black Panther would never know the answer. Because the whole world was heading for destruction.

He was not a good person, but he was not a bad person. His target was his comrades' bunker, so he walked firmly south. However, the more people died, the more people died, and the Black Panther began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his judgment. He saved many people along the way, but the so-called rescue was just to temporarily pull them out of the dead, and then he was powerless. In the end of the world, everyone should live on their own abilities.

But now Black Panther hated his pitifully sympathetic heart. When he passed by this small city, he came to the city to find dry food and water. He found a guy who was being knocked down by a dead person in the underground passage. Black Panther saved him with a bullet. After thanking him for a lot of gratitude, he rushed towards him in less than half an hour.

The last bullet from the Black Panther sent the man to the road. The moment the other party's head cracked, the fishy brain exploded and it was in a mess. He took a breath, only to know that normal people who had been bitten by the dead or were injured would become the same walking corpse.

As the best and top-level mercenary, he shouldn't have taken it lightly just because the other party is just a teenager.

Now he has arrived at the exit of the underground passage, and there is a small shop that is beautiful across the street, but the tragedy is that there are at least twenty dead people on this small street.

It was too late for the Black Panther to retreat again. The fresh smell of human flesh had attracted these guys. Some of their eyes were rotten outside their eye sockets, but they could still accurately touch the Black Panther. Fortunately, they were slow to move, and the Black Panther still had some time.

He spent about fifteen minutes to get rid of these guys, and then he was so tired that he had no energy. Before that, he had not eaten for ten days. He had kept a record of not eating for fifteen days when he was on a mission, but now he felt a fire burning in his body, making him dizzy. Black Panther was not injured, and he had been keeping a distance from the dead, so he guessed that it should be the reason for the small safe. Although he was not dead after touching it, he would not avoid being affected - at least his physical strength was much worse. He could not take ten minutes to kill more than twenty people, but now he was very tired in fifteen minutes.

When the last dead man could no longer pose a threat, the Black Panther barely supported himself to walk to the door of the small shop and stretched out his hand to get a bottle of mineral water. But at this moment, he heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of wild beasts that had been familiar for this period. If he hadn't been avoiding quickly, the Black Panther believed that one of his hands was gone.

But even so, he could not escape the attack of another dead man.

The black panther was thrown to the ground, the dead man opened his rotten and black mouth, his tongue inside was broken halfway, and his eyes were bloody. After these people died, they were extremely strong. If it weren't for the unfast speed, the black panther whose abilities began to decline would not have been able to get here at all.

He grabbed the dead man's hands with one hand and pressed the dead man's chin with the other, but the dead man who had stopped him from taking the water began to stagger over.

Damn it, would he have to explain here today? I think he is a powerful black panther all his life, and everyone is afraid of his name. He is a legend in the mercenary world, but now he is restrained by two dead people. Just when this self-loathing feeling is about to submerge the black panther, and when he is already giving up, the dead person lying on him suddenly disappeared, and his whole body is relieved!

Black Panther seized the opportunity to turn over and climb up from the ground, pulled out the dagger to fight the enemy carefully, but found that the two dead people's heads were gone.

"Ah, it's so dirty."

The sound... Black Panther suddenly raised her head and saw a woman sitting on the window on the second floor of the small shop.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a woman, because she looks at least sixteen or seventeen years old, with two long braids, which are black and long, so her big eyes look particularly charming and pure.

Black Panther has been in the middle of so many years, and she has never seen any kind of beauty before, but this little girl's movie is so beautiful that he can't take his eyes off! Her skin is white and pink, and she is wearing a clean skirt. At this moment, she is sitting on the windowsill and looks like a cute little angel!

Perhaps because what I have seen in the past month is dirty and dirty, the little girl looks cleaner and clearer, and looks out of place with the surrounding environment.

It took Black Panther five seconds to realize that the little girl was talking about dirty things. For some reason, Black Panther was a little embarrassed. He felt that his unkempt and blood-filled look in front of such a little angel was really not very elegant, so he said to the little girl: "It's very dangerous for you to sit there."

Qing Huan looked at the man who was so dirty that he couldn't see what he looked like. She followed him for about half a month, but he never noticed her - of course, she actually didn't want to be discovered by him. After half a month of observation, she felt that this man could be trusted and supported. So she acted to jump from the second floor. When Black Panther saw that she was about to jump off the building, her heart almost jumped from her chest to her throat. Such a distance was of course nothing for him, but it was too dangerous for a delicate little girl!

However, before he could reach out to pick her up, Qinghuan stood in front of him neatly, and said to him with his little hand on his back: "Come with me."

Black Panther followed obediently as if she was bewitched. Qinghuan took him into the small shop. Surprisingly, it was still clean inside. The family might be among the dead people who were killed just now. Black Panther took a breath, his eyes were all on the food.

"Eat." Qinghuan smiled at him.

Qinghuan didn't know how long she had to stay in this end of the world, but she was really worried about her food. Although it was okay to eat or not, it was of course better to have something than to eat nothing.

Black Panther was starving. He ate all three dishes, one soup and a small pot of rice on the table. He even soaked the rice with the soup. Then he was stunned after he had eaten it and asked hesitantly: "Have you... eaten?"

"Of course I've eaten it." Qing Huan shrugged, held the bottle of milk and sipped it into a straw, "I suggest you take a shower."

Black Panther actually couldn't stand the smell on his body, but is it safe nearby? He used to put his weapons in his bath.

After taking a shower, Qinghuan nestled on the sofa. When the black panther walked out of the bathroom, she clearly saw the little girl's shocked eyes.

He was only wearing shorts, his upper body was soaked, his beautiful muscles and all kinds of scars were covered with all kinds of people. He was simply walking hormones, full of masculine flavor. Qinghuan looked at the Black Panther. He was very beautiful. He could not be said to be the most handsome man Qinghuan had ever seen, but he was definitely the strongest and most fierce. He had thin lips, black eyes, tall nose, and very stylish.

"My name is Qinghuan, Qingshui Qing, Happy Huan."

"Black Panther."

"Black Panther, is it the real name?" Qinghuan asked with his head tilted.

Black Panther smiled at her, thinking she was really cute and painful. "No."

Just when Black Panther thought Qinghuan would continue to ask him about his real name, she just said oh and stopped talking, pointing to the clothes on the coffee table: "You should wear that one."

Black Panther was not pretentious, changed her clothes in front of Qinghuan, then sat down on the sofa opposite her and asked: "Why are you here alone? Where are your family? The dead guy just now..."

"They are not dead people, they are zombies. Have you ever seen Resident Evil?"

Black Panther shook his head. He never watched movies or TV.

Qinghuan blinked and waved to him: "It just so happens that there is a disc. Do you want to watch it?" After that, she was like a wretched vendor selling yellow discs in the alley, showing off several discs in a magical way.
Chapter completed!