Chapter 65: Present Crisis 11 (Zombie Rising)

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"Cough...cough..." After an unknown amount of time, Jing Zhen's cough sounded, and the dust slowly dispersed, only to see Chen Cheng pressing himself down, already unconscious.

Jing Zhen hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed two fingers on the artery of Chen Cheng's neck. After feeling it carefully, the worries in his heart disappeared instantly.

Jing Zhen turned his face to the side and said with some disgust: "Hey, get up, it's not good for two grown men to be so close to each other." Jing Zhen finished speaking shortly.

Chen Cheng woke up leisurely. In order to protect the vital points of the two people from the explosion just now, Chen Cheng forgot about the resonance caused by the explosion.

The protective shield formed by the internal force was like glass and almost shattered. I am really a pig's head. Wouldn't it be nice if it formed a golden bell and left an opening? This would serve as a protective function.

It can also reduce the use of internal energy, but it seems that I still can't do it. No, you can't say no... Chen Cheng was thinking randomly in his heart.

At this time, Jing Zhen pushed Chen Cheng away helplessly, waved his hand to blow away the dust, stood up, and quickly looked around, observing the surrounding situation with some vigilance.

"It feels like something is wrong. I always feel like there's a needle in my back," Jing Zhen finished.

Chen Cheng was stunned and his whole body tensed up, feeling something was wrong. Just for a moment, the two of them lay sideways at the same time, puff... puff...

The place where the two people were standing suddenly had two bullet holes. It wasn't over yet. After lying down, the two people quickly turned over and ran wildly along the ditch to the ruins not far away.

In just a moment, the two of them flew into the floor that had just been bombarded.

"Let's go to the basement." After Jing Zhen said that, he flicked his hand like a whip and handed it to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng didn't waste any words. He clasped his wrist and pulled Jing Zhen forward, with golden light shining on his feet.

They instantly disappeared outside the hall on the ground floor, leaving a series of bullet holes on the ground where the two men ran. Spreading regularly along the footsteps of their departure.

The man with the high-precision rifle on the rooftop in the distance cursed angrily. When he saw the two people disappearing from sight, he quickly stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly, his whole body trembled. His body was like sand, suddenly shattered and disappeared without a sound. On the roof.

At the lookout point on the rooftop, the door opened, and a figure suddenly appeared. Looking at the dead sniper, he looked a little sad and said lightly.

"I don't know why I'm doing this? My former teammates and now my enemies really don't want to go on like this..." After saying that, he turned around, put away the sniper's firearm, and walked slowly towards the corridor.

If Chen Yang were here at this time, he would definitely know this person. This is No. 7, whom he has not seen for a long time. Of course, Chen Yang and others will not know.

Just like those unknown devotees, many will not be known or remembered.

Chen Cheng and Jing Zhen didn't know that they had already passed through the gate of hell. The two people, who ran away frantically, returned along the corridor to the building. Suddenly, there was a shout from more than just the two of them.

I don't know when it was, but the survivors in the basement had arrived in the hall. The blocked stairway cleared an aisle that could accommodate several people. The men were variously decorated, including businessmen in ragged suits.

There were also peddlers with all kinds of strange looks, as well as doctors wearing white clothes. Perhaps they were people who had no time to escape when the crisis came. Chen Cheng Jingzhen looked at this group of people, and Chen Cheng shouted: "Friends, don't get me wrong. , we are all fallen people in the end of the world."

The reason why the two of them stopped was because they saw two dark gun barrels aimed at the two of them in the crowd. Otherwise, Chen Cheng's character would not talk nonsense and rush directly into the crowd.

Besides, this is the temporary shelter that a group of people discovered first, and it's not something that just two people can enter if they want. After all, good things come first, first served.

Jing Zhen looked back and forgot about the tall buildings in the distance. The vague sense of crisis gradually disappeared. He looked into the distance with some confusion, feeling a little puzzled in his heart. There were almost no enemies in the real world, so why would he be attacked? Assassination?

Jing Zhen, who was a little confused, shook his head, sorted out his complicated thoughts, and looked back at the survivors standing in front of him.

"You see, it's not easy for me to take care of my children. Can you let us hide for a while?" Chen Cheng looked at the people in front of him with hazy eyes, but saw that they still had no reaction.

The tears in his eyes instantly flowed down, and he cried out loudly. Perhaps the survivors were moved, or perhaps for other reasons, everyone actually gave way to a path.

Jing Zhen followed Chen Cheng and walked quickly towards the basement, turning back to thank everyone as he walked.

After saying that it was a block, suddenly two gunshots rang out, bang...bang...

"Ah..." Chen Cheng and Jing Zhen fell to their knees at the same time, and saw two bloody holes in their feet.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" Chen Cheng raised his head and stared at what was in front of him, with the black muzzle of the gun on his head, not afraid at all.

He still remembered that the last time he was hit on the head was in Silent Hill. At that time, he had seen Jing Ming's strength and did not dare to move at all. But the person in front of him was different, almost an ordinary person. I wanted to kill these ordinary people with my backhand.

But after thinking about it, he still held back. Chen Cheng just saw that there were dozens of women and children behind these people. If he killed these people now, he didn't know if the women and children who would follow would be able to survive in this terrible situation. survive in the environment.

"What do you think of the clothes you're wearing? Why do they look weird? If you were really survivors, you wouldn't run around with bare hands like this. Don't think we are fools." A strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stared at the two of them fiercely. said.

"Liu Er, why are you talking so much nonsense to them? Just drive them out. We don't have much food. If they bring food, it can be of some use. Look at them, they are unarmed and they come with just their hands. "

"Isn't this a typical beggar? Why don't we throw them out so that we don't waste food?"

I saw a young man wearing glasses standing a little far away from everyone and speaking. As he spoke, he pushed up his glasses. Probably because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his eyes were slightly closed, his eye sockets seemed a little small, and his eye bags were a little dark, and he looked at Chen Cheng and the two.

"Zhao Ting, where are you from forcing Lai Lai? Do you think I can take them in after I shoot them? Now they can only wait here to die. It's not your turn to interrupt when I'm talking. Just stay there." Go aside"

I saw this strong man named Liu Er turning around, waving his hand at everyone with a pistol, pointing the gun at everyone intentionally or unintentionally, and instructing everyone to return to the basement.

Ignoring the two people lying on the ground, after a while, the survivors left cleanly. At this time, Jing Zhen and Chen Cheng moved their fingers, and the rings on their hands flashed with white light, and daggers and medicine appeared.

I saw Chen Cheng quickly taking out the bullet from the flesh. Perhaps because of Chen Cheng's physical strength, the bullet got stuck in the bone, and there were two penetrating wounds on Jing Zhen's feet. There was no need to take out the bullets. Apply hemostatic spray.

After a while, the two people sitting on the ground slowly stood up and looked at each other.

"Do you want to touch it?" Chen Cheng asked Jing Zhen.