Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 493 The Queen of Cold-Blooded Zombies vs the Leader of the Soft and Cute Lop-Eared Rabbit 12
She forced herself to be hard-hearted and leave him alone.

Seeing that he showed no signs of resistance, the middle-aged man on the side gradually lowered his vigilance, raised his wooden stick and pointed it at his back!
Quan Jiu watched Long Yan's body move and wanted to dodge, but because his body was too weak to dodge in time, he could only forcefully raise his arm and take the stick.

"Cough...cough..."

He coughed up blood from his throat, bent his back against the wall, couldn't even straighten his back, and buried his head on the ground, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

"If he dies, everyone, don't hide, come here!"

The man beckoned the people behind him to join hands.

Long Yan buried his head even lower, leaning on the wall and walking forward, humblely trying to escape from this alley, but he staggered on his feet, walked a few steps, and was immediately overtaken by someone.

It was also because of these few steps that he walked in front of Quan Jiu. Quan Jiu stood in the middle of the alley, looking at the man in distress who was supporting the wall, her thin lips were tightly pressed together.

As if aware of her sight, the pale man raised his eyes panting heavily, under the wet black hair, his crystal clear blue eyes filled with water mist, and looked at her quietly.

With such a pitiful appearance, Quan Jiu couldn't connect him with the cold-blooded and ruthless dragon leader that the world said.

He is the Dragon Banquet.

The man who established the Southwest Base single-handedly and led 10,000+ supernatural beings and alien races to fight against the dragon feast for a hundred years is respected by all mankind as "the last hope of mankind".

But now, he was beaten and lay on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, and he covered his head with his hands in a panic.

Quan Jiu's eyebrows twitched, seeing the man drew his knife and was about to slash at Long Yan, she cursed violently.

"Damn it, just treat it as what I owed you in my previous life."

In her previous life, she was surrounded by zombies, and he was the only one who crossed the wave of zombies to save her.

"stop."

She pulled out the dagger, and after spinning a few times in her palm, the sharp dagger flew out, brushed the middle-aged man's eyelashes, and was firmly nailed to the wall behind her.

The dagger penetrated seven or eight centimeters deep into the wall, leaving only the handle outside.

The middle-aged man stared at the dagger on the wall, as if the sharp wind was still echoing in his ears, he swallowed, his legs limp and he sat on the ground.

Just a little bit, the dagger was about to pass through his head.

Quan Jiu is in an extremely irritable mood now, and her cold eyes are sizing up several people:
"Either die or go away."

The few people who came back to their senses hurriedly dropped their weapons and dragged the people on the ground away.

Quan Jiu: "I don't owe you any more."

After leaving this sentence, she turned around and left.

According to the rumors, Long Yan was ruthless and selfless. For the sake of human justice, he killed all the human beings who had turned into alien species, and cut off their heads with his own hands.

Among them, there are his comrades who have fought side by side for ten years, his childhood playmates, teachers he respects, and even... his biological mother.

He is a champion of human justice and a true loner.

Quan Jiu has no doubt that on the day she awakens the zombie gene, this poor and helpless man in front of her will cut off her head with his own hands.

Thinking about the future, Quan Jiu strode forward absent-mindedly. There was the soft sound of fabric being rubbed behind her, and her thin lips were pursed even tighter, but she never looked back.

You can't be soft-hearted, you can't be soft-hearted, he is not Seventeen, he is Long Yan, a dragon banquet who kills without batting an eye...

Quan Jiu repeatedly brainwashed himself, and when he was about to step out of the alley, there was a muffled "boom" behind him, and the movement of the cloth rubbing disappeared.

"Sister, he fainted."

Jing Che took the initiative to remind him.

Quan Jiu gave him a cold knife eye:

"Want you to remind me? I'm deaf, can't I hear you?"

Jing Che rubbed his head in confusion, not daring to say more.

Why is it like eating explosives all of a sudden...

"Pick him up."

Quan Jiu turned her head in the end, looked at the unconscious rabbit on the ground, her tone was not kind.

"Give him a fever-reducing medicine."

When she arrived at the refuge base, she handed him over to Liang Song. From then on, she could hide as far as she could.

……

Quan Jiu continued to walk towards the refuge base. She came across supermarkets and pharmacies along the way to shop. There were still many people hiding at home in the city. She left some supplies and planned to continue her journey.

As soon as she walked out of the fresh area, she saw two familiar figures.

It was an old couple who died in the previous life.

"The person with half a leg into the coffin, why eat so much, let go!"

For the last piece of pork, the two old people had a dispute with others.

The old grandmother Wang Fengxia held the meat in her hand and did not let go, with the elegance of a high-level intellectual on her body, she reasoned with others:

"Young man, we got the meat first!"

"Bah! It's time to go to the end of the world, who cares about first come first?"

The man who snatched the meat was a young man in his early 20s with dyed yellow hair and large tattoos on his arms. He looked like a gangster with no manners.

"Bring it."

Seeing that the old lady didn't back down, he stepped forward to snatch it. The old lady wanted to grab it back, but he pushed her to the ground.

"You are old and immortal, you have no fighting power at all, and you can't live for a few days in the last days. Instead of doing this, you might as well give me this piece of meat!"

The little gangster didn't feel guilty at all, he turned around and wanted to leave.

The old man looked angry: "Stop!"

The little gangster didn't take it seriously, rolled his eyes, and continued walking forward.

The old man pressed his shoulders and spoke forcefully:
"Apologize to my wife."

"It's endless, are you bothered?"

The little gangster shook his hand away impatiently, but he didn't expect that the old man was a retired policeman, so he didn't shake it off for a while.

The two quickly got entangled. Although the old man was good at martial arts, he was old after all, and his physical fitness was not as good as that of the young man, so he kicked him away.

Seeing that the old man's head was about to hit the wall, Quan Jiu grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

The woman turned her head, but no one could see her movements clearly, and the yellow-haired little bastard was pinned to the ground by her backhand.

She held the dagger in her backhand and pressed it against his neck, her tone was indifferent:
"Apologize."

Seeing that it was a woman, the gangster breathed a sigh of relief.

Women are soft-hearted, the most they do is to scare him, and they dare not do anything:

"Beauty, please speak up if you have something to say, I..."

The words stopped abruptly.

He felt the sharp pain in his neck, his eyes widened, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

The bright red liquid snaked down his neck and got into the collar of his shirt...

Quan Jiu just repeated lightly: "Apology."

"I apologize! I apologize immediately!"

The man kowtowed frantically.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have robbed things, I'm a scum, I'm going to die..."

Quan Jiu tapped his forehead twice with a dagger, and stood up:

"Hand over things."

The man got up from the ground in a panic and handed the pork to her.

Quan Jiu didn't pick it up, his eyes were colder than before.

The man understood immediately, and hurriedly handed over everything on his body.

"It's all here!"

(End of this chapter)