When he saw a monster suddenly jumping out of the roadside, Bai Lang's heart beat violently, and a ruthlessness surged in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Get out!"

He held the bat tightly with both hands, his muscles bulged and tense. He shouted violently and waved his arms hard, aimed at the track of the monster's chopping, and smashed it out fiercely! This stick was not fancy, simple, rough and powerful.

Just a "bang" sound, a miracle was done!

Under the violent collision, the monster's weapon came out of his hand and flew to the distance. The power of this gadget was far lower than Bai Lang's judgment.

??!!! The red-skinned monster's hands were numb, as if they were struck by lightning, and they were stunned for a moment.

But Bai Lang did not stop his movements. He took a spiral step under his feet and went around to the side. At the same time, he raised the bat high above his shoulders. Then he turned around and exerted force again, swung the bat out, and pulled it off like playing golf, striking it towards the little monster's head.

The monster also noticed something was wrong, and instinctively bowed his head, trying to lie on the ground, and flashed through the attack. But Bai Lang had enough strength and took a step faster, and before it left the "attack range", it hit it hard.

Bang!

Another muffled sound, and a violent vibration came from the palm of your hand, causing the wound to sting.

The short monster was also hit by him, hitting the back of the head. The sound of the impact was dull and powerful, and with a crisp and pleasant feeling of blow, it made the other party stagger, and his legs floated directly from the ground, then fell to the ground, rolling continuously, and screamed sharply and harshly.

More monsters around him were attracted and gathered to chase Bailang. His heart tightened and he didn't have time to whip the corpse for a while. In an urgent situation, he swept across the monster's cheek, making its neck crooked, and the upper half slid on the ground for a short distance again.

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Bai Lang didn't dare to stay and ran away again. However, he was surprised that he didn't have much fear and fear. Instead, he felt a kind of excitement and excitement as he ran away with a blow.

Under the scarlet moonlight, he walked as fast as he could, feeling like he had reached the new peak in recent years. The feeling of speeding was so refreshing.

Looking back, two four-legged walking creatures hanging behind them suddenly abandoned themselves, but instead surrounded the red-skinned monster whose concussion was knocked out by him, and bit and pulled them fiercely.

There was an internal strife? This scene was beyond his expectations, and he felt more at the same time.

Although the monsters he encountered seemed cruel, their attack power was not strong and their distribution density was not high. After running for more than 20 meters in one breath, he stopped abruptly and found that he had gone wrong with others!

The road leading to the south was blocked by an obtuse-angle building. In front of him were two 60° forks, "southwest" and "southeast". It made him have some difficulty in choosing for a while? I wonder which side to go?

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Perhaps when he suddenly encountered the "little red skin", the few people around him surpassed him and then ran away separately. (As long as he shook himself away, the monster would not catch up with them.)

When he acted again, the original N-man group had already been scattered everywhere. Those who were not lucky were still entangled and chased by monsters, or even fell into a fight; while those who ran fast had escaped and disappeared at the end of the forks.

After looking at the chaotic streets, another person broke through the building and made strange calls under the siege of monsters.

In the end, Bai Lang decided to take the fork on the right and continue to accelerate his escape.

Feeling the violent beating of his heart and the excitement of his spirit. He rationally rejected and resisted, and warned himself that this was wrong, but his instinct was full of longing and expectation, hoping to encounter something more exciting.

"Damn! It's all the moon's fault!" He attributed his abnormality to the shattered moon.

In fact, he is not the only one, the others who choose to break through and have the courage to fight monsters are more or less affected by similar influences, becoming more and more reckless and more reckless.

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The sprint along the way was simpler than imagined. Some monsters flew over the sky from time to time, but they could not land on the ground to launch attacks. They could only keep screaming, attracting more monsters on the surface and gathering towards the survivors.

At this time, the more people there are, the more likely they are to be attacked. Bai Lang was alone and avoided several rounds of attacks.

Along the way, he encountered strange-shaped strange creatures. There were those short and arrogant red-skinned monsters who could use weapons. They looked like half-big monkeys with small horns growing on their heads. They looked ugly and ferocious, with flexible movements, and were able to crawl on the walls.

As a result, he was injured by him, and after using the bat to slap a few times, he ran away.

In addition, Bai Lang also saw mice bigger than cats in the garbage dump on the side of the road, foraging everywhere. As long as he did not provoke them, he would not be attacked.

The most numerous monsters are a walking zombie with stiff and slow movements, aimless wandering around the streets, which is very similar to the zombies in the doomsday movies. Once they sense the aura of living people, they will take the initiative to approach and launch an attack.

However, Bai Lang's movements are flexible and fast. As long as the number of "Walking Dead" is not enough to form a surround, they can't block themselves at all!

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Observing the city with the dim red light, vines were climbing on the buildings, the surface of the road was cracked and shattered, and vigorous weeds grew. Twisted trees and plants grew in the gaps in the buildings. In the gloomy and wet corners, slugs that were magnified more than ten times slowly crawled across... The road that was supposed to be blocked was cleared out by external forces. A large number of scrapped cars were overturned and stacked on both sides of the road, and are now occupied by various mutant animals, making them into old nests.

While moving, Bai Lang avoided and threatened away many mutant animals, but in the end he was inevitably wet his shoes and was attacked by a "semi-rot medium-sized dog" who had lost his mind.

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This monster should have been a dog in his previous life. Half of its entire face was rotten, its gums were exposed to the air, its teeth were intertwined, its eye sockets on the left were empty, white maggots were squirming, and its eyeballs on the right were blood-red. The monster, suspected to be a "zombie dog", rushed out of the scrapped car, and dodged several times, and avoided the attack of Bailang's sticks.

Its first time it flew and bitten, and Bai Lang tried his best to avoid it, and pulled the opponent back with a stick, but it was useless. Then, the evil dog flexibly circled to the side with its advantage of being short, bit Bai Lang's calf, and struggled to shake his head and tear the wound. He did not let go of any attack.

Under the severe pain, Bai Lang couldn't panic at all. Instead, he was full of furious murderous intent. He swung the ball bat wildly to whip the head of the zombie dog under his feet, making a "bangbang" metal impact sound. However, the monster had clear muscles and was "dead", so he was completely unmoved and still bit him.

In the end, he decisively pulled out his axe and vented his neck. He chopped it for a long time before he threw the evil dog to the ground and kicked it far away. He fell to the side of the road, gasping for a quick breath, his hands still trembled uncontrollably, his palms were sore, and his heart was still unsatisfied.

Take out the emergency medicine from the backpack, clean, spray and bandage it briefly, and then look at the motionless vicious dog. Bai Lang felt a chill in his heart.

He kicked the evil dog's head and found that this thing was not a living creature no matter how you look at it, but it was indeed dead after being shot. So he immediately thought of being a Resident Evil, "I turned into a zombie after being bitten by a zombie." However, scientific knowledge, he couldn't help feeling gloomy and uneasy.

"So! This is not a zombie dog, is it? Damn, it will never be true. Is this a zombie world? No, you must arrive at the camp as soon as possible, there must be a solution there. If not, labor and capital will die last time!"

Thinking of the introduction of the Bloodline Bar, he felt fierce, gritted his teeth and picked up the bat, and vented his vent to the dead dog. Then he stood up, continued to use a high-rise building as a reference, and limped towards the "nan" in his heart.

That's right, after waving the road a few times, he felt a little lost?

It’s not that he has the problem of being a road deaf, but that the environment is depressed, the night is dull, and there are crises hidden around him, making him unable to concentrate on distinguishing directions. On the other hand, the terrain of this section is a bit complicated, all of which are small roads, and there are no streets that are directly south and north. Instead, the road is constantly forked, and he will be confused when he circumns.

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