Zhang Qi Ling's face was heavy as he faced the zombies.
However, his expression was still indifferent. He glanced at Xuan and Bai Yuekui.
He fought and retreated.
"Give up the so-called laboratory building, and I will kill a path of blood for you. You don't have to deliberately stay here.”Zhang Qi Ling spoke for the second time.
Unexpectedly, he was concerned about his companion.
Or, they could barely be called companions!
"The situation now is that we can't escape at all. There are so many zombies. We have no choice but to enter the laboratory building!”Xuan adjusted his glasses.
The current situation was that the surroundings were filled with zombies. It was impossible to escape.
This laboratory building was made of special materials and could survive the nuclear explosion. It was their only hope.
"How long will it take for you to unlock the password to the laboratory building?”Zhang Qi Ling was still calm, but his grip on the black gold blade showed that he was not relaxed.
"Three minutes!" Xuan said calmly.
"Three minutes? I'll try my best to stall for time." Facing a million zombies, even Zhang Qi Ling didn't dare to say that he could break out of it.
Although he saw danger signals from Xuan, he could only choose to trust Xuan in this situation.
After saying that!
He brandished the black-gold blade again.
The number of zombies was huge. Killing hundreds or thousands of zombies was just a drop in the ocean.
They did not feel pain or fear.
He only pursued his basic instincts and hunted the living.
The dense horde of zombies made one's scalp tingle.
At this moment, Zhang Qi Ling was like the overlord of West Chu, charging through the zombies.
However, it strangely formed a semicircle.
The center of the circle was the door Xuan was opening.
But there were too many zombies.
The short three minutes felt as long as three years.
Even though Zhang Qi Ling was fighting with all his might, their living space was getting smaller and smaller.
The zombies, on the other hand, advanced wave after wave, not afraid of death.
The zombies that Zhang Qi Ling had killed almost formed a wall.
But soon, the zombies crossed the wall and surrounded Zhang Qi Ling.
Such a scene broke the hearts of more than a billion viewers from the Dragon Country.
What was so scary about zombies?
Human wave tactics?
Fearless of death?
No!
Neither!
It was an infectious ability.
Surrounded by so many zombies, a human could turn into a zombie with just a bite.
Zhang Qi Ling, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, made everyone's heart clench.
"It's over, it's over! It was all Xuan's fault. If he had listened to his brother, he wouldn't have died in the zombie's mouth.”
"How hateful! Little Brother Zhang is the hope of our Dragon Country!”
"None of them can escape now!"
"Are you trying to destroy our Dragon Country?"
Everyone stared at the zombie ball that looked like a dumpling.
Everyone knew that under such circumstances, even if a god came, he would lose two taels of meat.
Reason told them that the Dragon Country was hopeless.
However, they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
I hope Zhang Qi Ling will be fine.
At this moment, no one was paying attention to Xuan. Everyone was looking at Zhang Qi Ling.
They were praying for Zhang Qi Ling.
"Little Brother Zhang, you must be fine!”
"Jade Emperor, Grand Supreme Elder, Buddha, God, True Lord. I've never begged you for anything in my life! I only hope that Little Brother Zhang is safe."
"Little Brother Zhang, you're the hope of our Dragon Country!”
The prayers of the Dragon Country netizens attracted a burst of laughter from the foreign netizens.
"I'm already wrapped up like a dumpling. If I can still survive, I'll eat sh * t on the spot!”
"Indeed, unless God joins the National Fate Forbidden Zone, no one can save him.”
"Do the people of the Dragon Country always like to deceive themselves?”
In the face of the foreign netizens 'sarcasm, all of this did not seem to go as they wished.
Only to see.
The zombie ball was getting bigger and bigger, and a red flame suddenly ignited.
Immediately after, a Qilin phantom charged out.
It was like a divine beast soaring into the sky and trampling the wilderness.
The zombies on the zombie balls flew far away.
Zhang Qi Ling was in a sorry state, but his expression remained calm.
His face was as pale as gold paper, and his wrist was bleeding.
There was a faint tattoo on his body.
As for the Qilin phantom, it was like a giant killing machine.
Not only did they guard the entrance of the laboratory building, but they also kept pushing out.
He fought against a million zombies alone.
They killed millions of zombies and retreated.
At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room was so shocked that they could not close their mouths.
Even the foreign netizens widened their eyes.
"What's going on? Little Brother Zhang is really still alive!"
"That's great! The War God is alive. Where are those people who wanted to freeload in the Dragon Country's toilets?”
"See? Little Brother Zhang is like a god!"
"I was right. Little Brother Zhang is the Dragon Country's greatest hope.”
The Dragon Country netizens were excited. This was really too exciting.
In the forbidden area.
Xuan adjusted his glasses and looked at his watch.
"Four minutes and nineteen seconds! It's done!"
Xuan muttered to himself, quickly entering a string of numbers into the door.
The door, which had been silent all this while, slowly opened.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。