A few people were blocked by the window, and the people opposite obviously saw them.

There are too many zombies, and there are already zombies breaking the door, and they can't resist it, so someone waves to them.

"Hello!!"

"On the other side, help me!"

Everyone knows that the other party may not be a good person, but when they are about to be unable to stop the zombies, is this still important?

Zhao Yingjun was quite excited: "Big Boss, they are asking us for help."

Chu Zheng put down the telescope and looked at him coldly: "What did you say?"

"They gave us...I didn't hear anything." Zhao Yingjun changed his mouth: "I didn't hear anything."

Chu Zheng looked away with satisfaction.

The boss is unwilling to keep in touch with this little business, and no one else dares to say anything.

Everyone pretended not to hear and continued to watch the show. The person on the other side was anxious, from the initial call for help to the later scolding.

"It's normal that it's not to save people in this world. Why are they still cursing?" Zhihuan was dissatisfied.

"Then you have to scold me."

"No...no." A group of people who were timid.

Chu Zheng, who really wanted to send off the scolding, "..."

-

When the zombies heard the movement, more and more came, surrounding the other side.

The resort is vintage, most of which are wooden buildings, including doors... The wooden door cannot stop so many zombies from scratching. As the zombies are about to destroy the door and enter, someone suddenly fires Chu Zheng and the others with bullets.

Outside the room was a row of withered plants, bullets smashed flower pots made of porcelain, and the huge sound attracted the attention of the zombies.

"Grass!"

Shuo Bao cursed.

"This group of people are sick!"

"Zombies are coming towards us!"

"These bastards!"

-

When the people on the opposite side saw that it was effective, they immediately distributed firepower and kept hitting the opponent, causing movement to disperse some zombies.

"Jinling, you're still smart." Someone gave Jinling a thumbs up.

Jinling looked serious: "Don't be distracted, get out of trouble first."

Someone said weakly: "Are we doing this..."

"It's them that they won't save us first. Since that's the case, don't blame us." Jinling's voice was inexplicably gloomy: "Or do you want to die here?"

“…”

The man stopped talking.

No one else said anything and focused on dealing with the zombies below.

Jin Ling looked at the opposite side and the zombies had already arrived there, but because there was not much movement there, the zombies wanted to come back here.

Jinling immediately aimed at the other side, making even more noise, and leading the zombies over.

She has dreams more and more frequently recently.

It seemed like she was urging her to kill her quickly.

otherwise……

Otherwise she will die.

Jinling tried to aim at the window, but there was no one there, so she couldn't kill her directly...

"Why are those zombies coming back?"

Jin Ling was pulled back to reality by this sound. She looked down and the zombies that had just passed by were coming back one after another.

What's going on?

These zombies...

Why are there more than just now?

"There are also zombies coming over there. No, we can't hold on!"

"I'm gone."

"I'm gone, either."

In the chaos, Jinling heard someone shouting that some zombies were coming.

She was dragged to another room until she was pushed to the window that Jinling came to her senses.

"Jump down!"

Jinling looked down and saw that there were zombies below, but there were not as many as there.

"I……"

When the people behind heard the zombies coming up, they didn't care about so much, so they immediately pushed Jin Ling down.

Jinling was not prepared and was pushed down like this and fell to the ground, making her head confused.

When someone pulled her, Jinling felt the pain coming from her legs.

"pain……"

Jinling's tears suddenly came down.

"It hurts so much...my legs..."

"Hurry up!" The man who pulled the golden bell stared at the zombies around him, sweating profusely: "Get up quickly."

Jinling covered her legs, her face pale because of pain, and she had no strength to speak.

The man who pulled Jinling dragged and pulled several times, and found that he could not take her, so he decisively let her go and ran in one direction.

"You..." Jin Ling felt so painful when she moved, so she could only watch the man run away.

There were still people upstairs resisting, but more were screaming.

Some people climbed up the window and were pulled back before they jumped down. A sticky liquid fell from the air on Jinling's face, and the tip of his nose was filled with blood.

"Ho huh!"

Jinling's zombies approached in her sight, and she supported her body and moved back with difficulty.

Is she going to die here?

It shouldn't be!

Jinling looked at the building opposite and could only see a window in the building. There was someone standing there beside the window.

Although Jin Ling couldn't see who it was, she gave her an answer in her heart.

She must be the one standing there.

She has obviously tried so hard to change, why would she be killed by her in the end?

Is this your destiny?

Jinling had no way out, and despair and hatred gradually surged in her eyes, and she was unwilling to accept it.

"roar……"

The stench of the zombie was floating, and Jinling even felt that the zombie's teeth were biting on his legs.

Bang--

Jin Ling thought she was dead, but she didn't expect the zombie to fall to the ground suddenly.

Jin Ling's pupils widened slightly, staring at the zombie that fell to the ground, but she had not recovered for a long time.

Bang bang bang-

Bullets and explosions kept ringing, and Jinling saw a car driving in. The people in the car were well-equipped, and zombies were no longer threatening wherever they passed.

Not dead...

She is not dead.

After Jinling was extremely scared, there was a slightly distorted smile on her face, and God still looked at her!

-

Chu Zheng saw someone appear and asked her zombies to run away first.

[Miss, this doesn't fit your style.] King of Kings just can't help but talk badly.
To be continued...