There is no way not to notice these people.

They were walking on the empty streets, which was the most obvious target. And there were a large number of people, with hundreds of them. There were a large group of weapons, and although the weapons were messy, there were a large number of guns. Of course, their equipment was far less so than Liu Tianming's team. Most of them were pistols, and a considerable number of homemade gunpowder guns.

Almost all of them are men, and there are more than a dozen women in it. However, both men and women are tall and strong, and the clothes on their bodies are different. Especially those who do not have guns, their weapons are mostly homemade long-handled machetes or hammer sticks made by other means.

Zheng Xiaoyue, who received the news early, stood in front of the entrance of the building, staring at the people who suddenly appeared with cold eyes.

When the crowd stopped more than ten meters away from the building.

Zheng Xiaoyue spread her slender legs and stood in front of the entrance of the unit door in a domineering posture. The mutant infected body's reaction to temperature was not so obvious. The thin black stockings tightened the skin of her legs. Although the black short leather jacket worn on her upper body was loose, it highlighted her unique fierce charm.

"Stand there and don't move."

She held the assault rifle horizontally with her hands, pointing at these strangers with black muzzle. She flexibly stepped on the ground with her high heels, and her beautiful lips with pink lipstick spread slightly, making a cold and irresistible voice: "If anyone dares to take another step forward, I will shoot."

Behind her, dozens of followers were running out of the building quickly. The short-distance communicator was not equipped with everyone. The height of the floor and the room limit made it different from the time when everyone received the message. However, when treating this place as a temporary camp, fortifications were piled up in front of the entrance with wooden boxes and various debris. Just like the common sand barracks in the army, several people would always be arranged there to be on duty for 24 hours. The windows on the second and third floors were all open to this side, and heavy machine guns with a large exit diameter were explored from the inside.

Liao Qiu has returned from the Northwest Base. The team currently has sufficient ammunition reserves and can fully support a battle of ordinary strength.

A beautiful and dissatisfied woman says threatening words, and she feels funny no matter how she looks at it. Especially when there is chaos and there are people-eating monsters wandering everywhere.

The crowd opposite suddenly became restless. A man holding a machete with a long handle came out on the spot. He shouted at Zheng Xiaoyue in a very excited voice that almost changed tone: "This girl looks good, let's catch her and take turns tonight..."

"Bang!"

The howling cold wind made the gunshots very small, and the shocking effect on the eardrums was not so strong. However, the scene changes seen by the eyes were more convincing. The man whose voice suddenly interrupted had a ball of blood bloomed without warning on his face, and he leaned back and fell heavily.

Zheng Xiaoyue kept shooting with guns in her hands, and a wisp of smoke floated out of the muzzle. She told these people with practical actions that although her beautiful appearance makes women look weak and bullied, this rule does not apply to everyone, and it is even more impossible to apply to herself.

The wind was even stronger. It roared, blew over the city, rushed around the streets and alleys, making strange sounds like ghosts and howling.

Anyone will make a smart choice if he is pointed at his head by dozens of guns.

No one dares to make noise anymore, and those dirty words used to provoke or arouse people's feelings disappeared from everyone's minds.

A man who seemed to be in the head opened his lips, raised the gun in his hand, and made a friendly move. He shouted at Zheng Xiaoyue: "Don't shoot, we have no malice. I just want to talk to you."

As he said that, he took steps forward.

Zheng Xiaoyue stared at the man with a gloomy face and let out a threatening growl again: "I have already said, stand there and don't move. If you want to say anything, stand there and don't come over."

“We have to talk.”

"I...we have no malice."

"Where are you from?"

The man might be anxious, or wanted Zheng Xiaoyue to hear it more clearly. He ignored the repeated warning from the opposite side, kept holding his hands high, and continued to walk forward two steps.

"Bang!"

The rough gunshot sounded again. The distance was closer, and it sounded much clearer than the last time I fired. The bullet drilled into the man's mouth without any obstacles, shattering the front teeth, and with an extremely fierce impact, it penetrated his brain.

No commands are needed anymore.

The crowd on the opposite side exploded like a swarm of uncontrolled bees. Everyone turned around as fast as possible and ran towards the way they came. They made chaotic shouts and cries. Several people were pushed down in chaos, and countless feet were trampled by them. Perhaps they might not die on the spot, but physical harm could not be avoided.

A few minutes later, the crowded streets had become empty. Apart from two dead bodies and a few scattered shoes, nothing was left.

Luo Kuan walked out of the building, stood next to Zheng Xiaoyue, looking at the two quickly cooled corpses on the ground, with a helpless expression: "Even if you want to kill someone, you should at least listen to what they say."

Zheng Xiaoyue carried the assault rifle on her shoulder and responded coldly: "I gave him a chance. I have already made it clear: as long as he stands there, he is safe."

Luo Kuan's thin face showed a bit of pain: "You made me lose an apple."

Many men like to gambling, and Luo Kuan and Cao Xinneng are no exception. When the crowd outside just came from the road, Luo Kuan and Cao Xinneng bet in the room on the street on the second floor. Zheng Xiaoyue shot and killed the first person very quickly, and they immediately reached an agreement: whether Zheng Xiaoyue would shoot the second shot and kill the second person as the standard, the bet was an apple.

The Northwest Base has a complete automated logistics farm supply system. In this chaotic world, fruits have become very rare. When Liao Qiu came back this time, Tian Guangyao brought him a few baskets of apples. Because the focus is on transporting weapons and ammunition, the apples can only be based on the number of people calculated at Liao Qiu's departure point, and each person can send one.

The burly Cao Xinneng appeared in front of the window on the second floor. He held a red apple in his hands and was chewing with pride.

Zheng Xiaoyue turned around and looked at Luo Kuan with a smile: "It's not my business. If you want to blame, blame the dead guy for not believing in evil. He thinks he is very powerful, and you have heard it. They even want to catch me back and do that kind of thing in turn. They gave me a good excuse to kill people."

"You should leave this matter to me."

Luo Kuan wailed with a frown: "It's all the time to take turns. Even if it's hundreds of women take turns, I'm willing! My apple... I also lost an apple for it!"

Zheng Xiaoyue walked lightly past Luo Kuan with her long legs, leaving a light sentence.

"No problem, I will leave this kind of thing to you in the future. Don't worry! When I take turns, I will definitely shout for you to cheer."

...

There are infections in this city.

Liu Tianming is confirming this.

The location marked by the last words is a private hospital. Going there from the temporary camp, you need to cross half of the city diagonally.

Walking along the Lotus Road and passing through Century Community, Liu Tianming slowly stopped.

He had a premonition that something bad might happen, and it seemed that something dangerous was hidden nearby. This felt very real, a warning from the mutant cells. However, the signal was only sent once and there was no sound. Just like a car coming from a distance at a high speed, you would instinctively make a move to avoid and retreat. When the car passed by, everything returned to peace.

There is no substantial evidence that there is danger. Liu Tianming's vigilance in his mind has not relaxed.

It is afternoon now, and the sky is covered with clouds, blocking the sun and blurring the light on the ground.

Liu Tianming held a large-caliber pistol in his left hand and walked slowly along the empty street. White mist kept spewing out between his mouth and nose, and his sharp eyes swept through every noteworthy position.

The city is terrifyingly quiet, and Liu Tianming could even hear the sound of his breathing. He no longer focused on the scenery seen by his naked eyes, but instead let go of all his body's feelings and handed over the control of his brain to mutant cells. Their perception ability is much sharper than that of himself, like a radar hidden in his body, scanning the surroundings with special bio-radio waves.

As soon as he walked past a telephone pole, Liu Tianming immediately noticed a quick message flashing directly in front of him.

That's right, it's indeed "information", not a shadow.

The perception results of mutated cells appear in information, which is completely different from the naked eye observation method. The straight line distance from Liu Tianming is more than 300 meters, which is very vague, but it clearly indicates that it is an infected body.

Liu Tianming didn't catch up.

He found that the other party was very fast. Although he had not reached his own "Phantom" level, it was enough to use it as a escape.

Three hundred meters is just a conceptual number. At that position, there are countless directions to choose from. Even if Liu Tianming accelerates to catch up now, it is difficult to find the other party’s traces.

He was very unfamiliar with this city. The other party had appeared within the detection distance of mutant cells for too short to make an accurate assessment of their strength. When the situation was unknown, he might fall into the trap preset by the other party.

The infected body is a smart creature, not an idiot who knows nothing.

Liu Tianming quietly released a bone blade from his right palm and held it tightly.

He smelled a faint trace of blood in the air.

This smell is particularly eye-catching in the cold breeze.

Liu Tianming raised his head and the source of the taste should be not far ahead.
Chapter completed!