Chapter 426 The Smile in Memories

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Lucy clung to the shadows, looking down.

When the little man nicknamed Mouse appeared not far away, her nerves immediately tensed up.

But her breathing was still very flat, and her body was motionless.

The brisk mouse looks very cautious, and if you want to ambush him, you have to be calm.

Lucy slowly raised the muzzle of her gun. She is a body-strengthening supernatural power, but this supernatural power itself does not give her any ability. It can be said to be a useless supernatural power. From the current point of view, it was nothing more than building her body into the strength of a special soldier.

The enhanced physical strength allowed her to use a machine gun, but all other abilities, including shooting accuracy and combat experience, were all cultivated by herself little by little.

But lurking and attacking is Lucy's weakness...

She is a fiery woman who can carry a machine gun and shoot, but is not a good lurker.

Rats, on the other hand, are obviously good at this.

Was she found to have missed the opportunity, or was the mouse knocked down silently as it moved forward?

There is only one chance to confront each other...

"Am I really strong, or pretending to be strong, let's see the outcome this time..."

Lucy's finger slowly placed on the trigger.

Before her eyes, Ye Lian's shy smile suddenly appeared when Ling Mo held her hand...

"I don't know how long, I haven't laughed like that..."

Ling Mo's voice sounded next to Lu Xi's ear again, "Lu Lu...this unreliable bastard, who was obviously just joking, unexpectedly called me by my real name..."

"Ah! Help!"

At the moment when the catastrophe broke out, Lucy ran into the house in horror, grabbing the doorknob vigorously.

The door slammed "bang bang bang", and through the cracks of the door that were constantly being pulled open, Lucy saw many familiar faces.

There are relatives, there are neighbors...

But on their faces, there was an expression that made her extremely strange.

Their mouths were stained with blood, their nails were full of minced flesh, and when they scratched the door panel, they made teeth-stinging sounds.

"What's wrong with you... what do you want to do! I'm Lulu, I'm Lulu!"

Lucy, who was in tears, looked at them blankly. Even she herself forgot how she took out the kitchen knife, cut off the hand that came in, and how she escaped through the window...

Those memories became blurred day by day in the process of survival.

But after that, Lucy couldn't laugh anymore.

Some see the cataclysm as opportunity, but others see those memories as pain.

"Is the world really simpler now..."

Lucy watched the mouse get closer and thought...

near!

Seeing that the distance between the two sides gradually shortened,

Lucy's muzzle was also raised a little bit.

It's now!

"Boom!"

As the gunshot rang out, the mouse was shocked all over, and immediately turned around and retreated to the corner.

He reached out and wiped his ribs, and then looked at the blood on his hands: "Almost...someone actually attacked me, aren't they surrounded by zombies..."

The mouse slowly stretched out its head and took out the walkie-talkie: "Brother Hu, the situation may be a bit wrong. I encountered a surprise attack here, and you guys should be careful..."

After he glanced in the direction of the rooftop, he rushed over and jumped up the wall.

But when they got to the place where Lucy was standing just now, there was no one there.

"Hmph, do you want to run if you get hurt?"

The mouse looked left and right, and its eyes were on the edge of the roof.

On the rusty railing, there was a little fresh rubbing mark.

"When I find you, I will kill you slowly! Most of you are not strong enough, so just run away if you sneak attack."

There was a sneer at the corner of the mouse's mouth, he put his hand on the railing, turned over and jumped over.

At the same time as he landed, another person jumped up from the other side of the roof.

Lucy, who only had one hand to use, relied on tyrannical strength to grab the edge of the roof with one hand and hang to the side. And that gun was bitten in her mouth.

"This world may never be as simple as I want, but as long as I can live well for myself, I will always fight for it." Lucy quickly rushed to the side where the mouse jumped, "Otherwise I will What's the point of living through the pain? Isn't it just to be able to laugh happily like Ling Mo's girlfriends..."

The moment the muzzle was aimed at the mouse from behind, Lucy's eyes suddenly became cold.

But there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The wind blew, and the gunshots rang out. At this moment, Lucy looked very beautiful...

"No matter when, I, Lulu, am not a useless person. You see, Ling Mo."

When the gunshot ended the mouse's life, Quinn, who was in front of Ling Mo, was holding the walkie-talkie and looking at Ling Mo with an ugly expression.

In the walkie-talkie, the gunshot was very clear.

"There are only six of you, yet you still manage to free up your manpower to attack us instead. Using the skinny man as bait to attract our attention and disrupt our plan is really a good plan..."

Quinn squeezed the walkie-talkie and said coldly.

"Is it necessary to calculate when fighting with you? The current situation is purely caused by you, don't push it on me..."

Ling Mo pinched his brows and said.

"Stop making excuses!" the tattooed man roared.

Beside them, there were already a dozen zombies lying down.

These were Ling Mo's corpse puppets, but Quinn and the tattooed man had to pay a high price for getting rid of these zombies.

Both of them turned pale, and they were full of jealousy towards this seemingly casual young man.

Quinn and the tattooed man's nightmare had begun a few minutes earlier when the first zombies had appeared near them.

The zombie just ran out of an alley and almost passed directly in front of them.

After braking in time, the zombie rolled its blood-red eyes and turned to look at them.

"Oh! There are zombies!"

The tattooed man said eagerly, "It's time to warm up!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the zombie suddenly speed up and ran over.

"Impossible? No zombie escapes!"

The tattooed man was taken aback, but it wasn't over yet. A few seconds later, the zombie came back again.

But this time when he came back, the zombie already had an extra stick in his hand, and behind him, there were several zombies carrying sticks.

Not only that, but zombies with this shape appeared in the front, back, left, and right sides.

They surrounded Quinn and the tattooed man vigilantly, and then slowly approached.

"Hey, Quinn, have you ever seen such a situation..." the tattooed man swallowed and asked.

Quinn glanced back and forth, and pulled out a knife from the back of his waist: "No. It's the first time I saw zombies preparing to kill people together. Did these guys form a stick gang or something?"

"Don't just do this kind of operation that goes beyond common sense, I'm desperately beating my heart!"

The tattooed man said with a pale face.

As the zombie at the front suddenly raised its arm and waved forward, a dozen zombies immediately swarmed up...

"Damn, I was almost beaten to death by the gang..."

The tattooed man was trembling involuntarily, and the sudden gunshots from the walkie-talkie knocked him down even more.

"Rats! Rats!"

"Damn it, the mouse is gone! This bastard can still use zombies to do those things!"

After finishing off those "stick gang" zombies with great difficulty, Ling Mo appeared again immediately, attacking with tentacles several times in a row, injuring both him and Quinn.

If it was a coincidence, the tattooed man would never believe it.

"Couldn't it be something like Yan Shangfeng? But no matter how he drives those zombies, he is alone now. There are no zombies around here." The tattooed man stared at Ling Mo fiercely, mouthing Panting heavily, "Psychic abilities, as long as their abilities are not useful, they are just weak..."

"Then you're going to do it..." Quinn's hand holding the walkie-talkie kept trembling, and there was a small bloody hole on his wrist, which looked particularly shocking.

"I'm not brewing..." the tattooed man said instead of advancing.

The two glanced at each other, suddenly turned around at the same time, and ran towards an alley.

Join up with others and they still have a chance!

Ling Mo stood where he was, with his hands in his pockets, and he didn't seem to be too threatening.

The two men ran away without a trace, leaving him standing alone in the empty street.

"Hey, just run away so decisively! Anyway, let's fight first!"! ] (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is the author's greatest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)