For example, now, for example, Lao Zhao is in such an embarrassing situation. Top novels are updated the fastest
The sudden jamming of the gun disrupted his attack plan and also made his head feel dizzy.
Lao Zhao seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to move at all.
The trap that Old Zhao fell into was also clearly visible to everyone in the village behind. Everyone gasped. Old Lin subconsciously touched the sniper rifle, but he had no time to aim.
And even if he aimed, his ability was too accurate and he didn't have the guts to shoot.
"Bang!" The jumper finally succeeded. Lao Zhao's delay and the "no reaction" of the people around him allowed the jumper to successfully fall on Lao Zhao.
Lao Zhao felt a pain in his chest, and then he fell to the ground!
It’s over! Lao Zhao accepted his fate.
He didn't think he had any chance of survival.
In the current situation, the jumper only needs to give him a random hit and he will be finished.
And he was also very sure that with the nature of an animal, he would never stay behind.
This is a nail-biting matter, and his life is short.
The noise made by Lao Zhao Zaidi beside him naturally attracted Wenquan Xin's attention.
After realizing it, he instinctively turned his head.
When he noticed that there was no trace of Old Zhao, he subconsciously lowered his eyes. His eyes swelled at the sight.
"Old Zhao!!" Not caring about anything else, Wenquan Xin ignored the jumper who had readjusted his body shape and prepared to attack him again.
He stepped forward and rushed in front of Lao Zhao, and then he didn't know where the strength came from to grab the collar of the jumper lying on Lao Zhao's body, and lifted it up.
"You bitch!!" With eyes blazing, Wenquan Xin, who pulled up the jumper, had the scene of Shen Lian's tragic death flashing through his mind.
Now looking at Lao Zhao who was thrown to the ground by the beast, he couldn't get rid of his anger, and an unknown wind surged up.
Putting down the gun, Wenquan Xin did not hesitate. He pulled out the machete from the back of his back and slashed it down on the jumper's head.
Hua Biao's head hurt when he saw this.
At this juncture, he couldn't take care of Wenquan Xin's emotions, because when Wenquan Xin was burning with anger and venting his anger, he completely forgot that there was an enemy waiting behind him.
As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole stalks behind.
There is no doubt that the current Wenquan Xin is the mantis flapping at the cicada.
Behind him, the last leaper had adjusted its body shape and was ready to attack again.
Seeing this scene, Huabiao's head was as big as two.
After calling Shen Wenquanxin's name, he quickly raised his gun and pointed at the jumper who leaped into the air, "da da da" and fired three shots first.
At this moment, Wenquan Xin was completely enveloped in anger. All he could see was the beast in front of him that had killed Lao Zhao. He wanted to kill it, crush it, and cut it into pieces!
Wenquan Xin was really furious. He pointed the machete in his hand at the jumper's neck and chopped it off one after another.
Every stroke is full of Wenquan Xin's anger!
Every stroke is full of Wenquan Xin's sorrow!
But at this moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.
Wenquan Xin, who was in a state of excitement and rage, suddenly turned his head back as if he had been stabbed by a needle in the butt, and was about to raise the bloody machete in his hand.
"Xiao Wen! It's me!" A familiar voice fell into his ears.
Wenquan Xin was stunned for a moment, then dropped the jumper in his hand that had been cut to pieces by him.
Uncertainly, he stepped forward and grabbed Lao Zhao's shoulders with both hands, as if he would leave as soon as he let go.
That’s all, he blurted out: “Old Zhao! Old Zhao! Old Zhao!”
After drinking three times in a row, Wenquan Xin didn't know what to say because he was so excited in the past.
However, after blocking the last jumper's attack, Hua Biao didn't look back and said, "How are you, Old Zhao? Are you injured anywhere?"
Lao Zhao looked up and down, and then replied: "No! Xiao Wen came in time, I'm fine."
After surviving the catastrophe, Lao Zhao, who originally thought he was dead, checked his upper and lower body and found that there was no problem, which made him excited.
After all, death is the norm in the apocalypse, and Lao Zhao originally didn't care.
But the problem is that he is different now than he was in the past.
In the past, he was alone, but now he also has his daughter Zhao Lina.
And once people have concerns, their thoughts and ideas will be different.
Lao Zhao really doesn't want to die now, and he can't die for his daughter.
After all, his daughter had suffered too much at school before, and Lao Zhao really didn't want to leave his daughter alone again.
It was fine if I didn't find it in the past, but now...
"Thank you, Xiao Wen!" Sincerely thanked him. Without Wenquan Xin's killing, Lao Zhao couldn't imagine what his ending would be.
Maybe even if he doesn't die now, he still has to face the choice of suicide.
There is no way, in this world, if you are hit by a zombie attack, you will be sentenced to death 100% of the time.
If that was the case, Lao Zhao didn't want his daughter to see his changed appearance, so he would probably choose to commit suicide on the spot.
But no matter what, the persistence of his brothers allowed him to avoid such an embarrassing decision, and Lao Zhao survived in the end.
But what was inexplicable to Lao Zhao was that after he finished thanking him, Wen Wenxin's facial expression felt somewhat wrong.
As for what was wrong, Lao Zhao couldn't tell clearly.
His instinctive reaction was, could it be that the young man was blinded by anger and was now a little crazy?
With worry, Lao Zhao then added with concern: "Um...Xiao Wen, you, are you okay?"
Xiao Wen looked at Lao Zhao with a strange color in his eyes, which made Lao Zhao very worried.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Wenquan Xin, who had never wanted to stand still for a long time, started to move.
The young man raised his finger slightly and pointed at Lao Zhao's face: "You, your face..."
He hesitated to speak, as Wenquan Xin's eyes flashed in the cave, as if he had seen something extraordinary.
After hearing this, Hua Biao couldn't help but blurt out worriedly: "What's going on? What happened?"
Wenquan Xin didn't answer, but pointed at Lao Zhao Lian's cheek and repeated in a weird voice: "Your face! Lao Zhao, your face!"
"My face!?" Although he didn't know what the young man was talking about, seeing the strange look flickering on Wenquan Xin's face, there was already some worry in Lao Zhao's mind.
Could it be...
Thinking of some possibility, Old Zhao quickly raised his right hand and reached for his cheek, but just when he was about to make contact, he instinctively stopped.
Suddenly he didn't dare to touch his cheek to confirm the condition. Lao Zhao was worried that this touch would be... forever!
"What's going on?" The two people behind him didn't speak for a long time, and Hua Biao felt extremely nervous.
He still had to snipe ahead to chase zombies, so he couldn't worry about the current situation.
After being drunk by Hua Biao, Lao Zhao finally came to his senses.
How could I hesitate here in the current situation?
At the moment, he didn't care much. He put down his raised right hand, picked up the 95 in his hand, pulled the gun bolt a few times, and after finishing it, he said hello: "Nothing's wrong, Xiao Wen, keep fighting!!"
