"Li Zhen, let me help you untie the rope first."
Lu Ran called Li Zhen's name, and he took the time to help her untie the rope behind her.
"Li Zhen, wake up quickly, we'll leave right away."
Li Zhen still didn't wake up, but the blanket on her body slipped down, revealing her bruised body.
"Li Zhen, really don't sleep, come with me..." Lu Ran quickly closed his eyes and fumbled to cover Li Zhen with the blanket.
"Li Zhen, I'm offended."
Lu Ran hugged Li Zhen in his last breath, and suddenly stopped in the next breath.
Li Zhen's body was as soft as a dead fish.
Li Zhen's eyes could no longer be opened.
"Reizhen!"
Even though Lu Ran didn't want to, the name still came out of Lu Ran's mouth heartbreakingly.
…
Dashacheng soon appeared at the door.
Li Xiaoyu tightened his grip on the gun in his hand.
Dashacheng's face has always been unsightly, but at this moment, it looked even more gloomy, showing a smile that only appeared in crude horror movies, and said: "Brother Xiaoyu, you mean the boss asked you to come? "
"Yes, when Brother Long and Brother Tiger and Brother Yanzi were together, they asked me to come." Li Xiaoyu nodded and silently counted the number of people on the other side. Counting Dashacheng, there were exactly twenty people at the front door.
"You...wait for me...to confirm." Dashacheng took out a "Big Brother" and dialed a number.
Toot toot…
No one heard.
After the mahjong game, the three horses should all be catching up on their sleep.
Dashacheng's tone was quite polite, but his words were a bit unclear, "Brother Xiaoyu, look... look... no one is answering the phone, otherwise... this... like this, you Go back first, then come back later, later, later?"
Li Xiaoyu smiled, "But Brother Yanzi ordered me to take over this place. If it delays the things that Brother Yanzi has to do, can you afford it?"
"He...what does he want you to do?" Dashacheng was already hesitant, but still alert.
"You want me to take care of the woman you caught in the hospital last night. That's my sister." Li Xiaoyu got straight to the point.
Hearing the word "sister", Dashacheng seemed to have woken up from a dream. He looked at each other and refused to admit it, "Sister...sister? There are all guys here, and there are some illusions." There are no sisters. If you talk about women, women, women, they are all here."
Dashacheng waved his hand, and two scantily clad girls appeared behind him, posing and posing at Li Xiaoyu.
"With or without my sister, I, as our Hong Sheng straw sandal, will go in for a look and a rest. Brother Cheng, you won't object, right?" Li Xiaoyu took a step forward, pretending to go in.
In fact, he pricked up his ears, listening to what was going on inside, trying to figure out whether Lu Ran had succeeded.
"No. This, this, is the warehouse!"
Dashacheng moved and took a step forward. Li Xiaoyu felt the ground in front of him tremble twice, and then the group of people behind him also drew their swords and guns and surrounded him.
"Dashacheng, you are not interesting enough." Li Xiaoyu did not give in, but pointed his gun at Dashacheng.
"Hehehe." Dashacheng suddenly laughed, stretched out a giant hand and grasped Li Xiaoyu's thin barrel, "Don't, don't, don't say that brother is not enough, brother, I'm done, it's over, you can Go back, go back."
Li Xiaoyu didn't understand what he said for a moment. He just looked around and saw Dashacheng's subordinates had complicated expressions in their eyes, as if they had some guilt or fear.
A bad thought exploded in my heart.
Then, he heard a heart-rending cry, which was Lu Ran's voice.
"Reizhen!"
Li Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenli Zhenzhen Zhenzhen Zhenzhen Zhenzhen Really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful
Really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful——
Li Zhen!
Li Xiaoyu's mind and body were suddenly occupied by the words "and", and then he saw a person, as agile as a cheetah, rushing out of the warehouse.
The man was holding what looked like a branch in his hand and was killing people with a skillful gesture that Li Xiaoyu couldn't understand.
In the blink of an eye, three or five people from the opponent fell to the ground.
"Li Xiaoyu, shoot!"
The man was finally close, his face stained with tears and blood, and his eyes were burning with fire.
Li Xiaoyu finally stopped shouting for Li Zhen in his heart, and he understood what probably happened. He no longer hesitated with the gun in his hand, and fired two shots with angry bullets one after another.
It's just that the barrel of his gun was still in Dashacheng's hand. Although Dashacheng didn't expect someone to be killed behind him, he reacted very quickly. He raised his arm, causing Li Xiaoyu to miss two shots first, and then kicked Li Xiaoyu. He kicked Li Xiaoyu in the abdomen, and at the same time made a grip with his other hand to grab the gun in Li Xiaoyu's hand.
Li Xiaoyu was not bad at it. He took advantage of the situation to step back, flashed his hand to the side, and then rolled on the ground. Although the gun fell out of his hand, it did not fall into Dashacheng's hands.
When Dashacheng saw Li Xiaoyu had lost his gun, he stopped paying attention to him and turned his attention to Lu Ran.
Just as he and Li Xiaoyu were pulling this move, the man who came out from inside had almost knocked down all his brothers, even the two girls.
Waving his hands, the two men walked toward Li Xiaoyu, waving their rifles.
Dashacheng turned around and actually pulled out a sword from his pants.
A rapier. A true sword used by Taoist priests in this world.
At this time, Lu Ran snatched the submachine gun from someone's hand and hit it in front of Li Xiaoyu with great accuracy.
"Li Xiaoyu, take care of yourself!"
After saying this, he put down one of Dashacheng's men again, raised his head, and saw that livid, lifeless face again.
"good good good good."
Dashacheng grunted and drew his sword.
Hands the size of a kettle and a sword as thick as one of his fingers.
Dashacheng originally practiced Bajiquan, but he felt that Bajiquan was not vicious enough, so he practiced this zombie sword technique again.
The sword wind was lifeless, as if the word "death" had been drawn in front of Lu Ran.
Lu Ran originally went for his huge strength that night and wanted to fight him as close as possible, so he bumped into the sword edge instead, and the portrait of Sherlock Holmes on the T-shirt was cut in half.
"This swordsmanship is okay." Lu Ran saw through this swordsmanship at a glance. The routine of the zombie swordsmanship is to imitate the dead body and chase people, running after human beings, without any rules, rushing blindly and desperately, As long as the goal is still there, keep rushing forward.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of bones, eventually drowning the opponent in despair.
But this is what Lu Ran is not afraid of the most.
Lu Ran then also charged, facing Dashacheng's sword and the mountain of corpses and the sea of bones.
Anyway, he died ten thousand times.
Anyway, I don’t know if I can come back after dying this time (if I can come back after dying, that’s not bad).
Anyway, here today, I must avenge Li Zhen.
