Plane Travel Guide

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Tang Shaozhe sat on the ground with some exhaustion, looking tiredly at the headless black corpses everywhere.Bai-Xiao_Sheng (www.aoye) Although in the battle just now, he killed no less than [-] to [-] zombies.But in terms of his physical fitness, he was far from tired.

His current fatigue is more spiritual.Although there is a faint sour gas rising between the stomach and intestines, the stomach is also quite churning.However, in the depths of his completely relaxed spirit, there was a faint hint of excitement.

"Why do I feel excited? Although it's not much, I can still feel this emotion very clearly. The first time I felt such an emotion seemed to be a similar feeling when I was testing a gun in an arms company."

Tang Shaozhe spread his hands and looked at his palms.In the palm of the white and flawless hand, the palm prints are very clear.The blue blood vessels were hidden under Bai Zhe's skin, without a single drop of blood on them.Yes, not a drop of blood.Plane Travel Guide 228

Although there are forty or fifty headless corpses in the convenience store at the moment, there are more heads (because some have two petals).The black blood even sprayed all over the room, everywhere.Only Tang Shaozhe's own is clean.

After glancing around coldly, Tang Shaozhe rolled his eyes subconsciously, and muttered to himself mockingly: "Very good, killing so many people at least proves that the 'Floating Light Sword Technique' Fang Bai taught me is really great."

After a while, the pantothenic acid vomiting in the stomach slowly faded away.Although there was a strange smell of blood in the air, due to the cold wind and heavy snow, the air in the room was quickly replaced.

"Lord God, do they still have abnormal special energy fluctuations?" Tang Shaozhe stood up slowly, and inserted the cleaned long sword into the walking stick again.Then, he lightly kicked a zombie's body.

"No, when a blood vessel in their brain bursts, they can no longer feel the fluctuation just now. It seems that this special energy seems to be entangled in the blood vessels of the central nervous system in their brain." The main god The answer is nuanced.

"How could the blood of these people be black? This is very abnormal."

"It seems to be related to the special energy fluctuation hidden in the central nervous system of the brain."

"Or a variant of the power of death?"

"No, it's not just that. It seems that some pure dark energy is mixed in it. As far as I know, such pure dark energy is the unique symbol of Nicole Theia, and even my master can't imitate it. Kind of place."

"Nicole Thea's unique energy? The goddess of darkness..." Tang Shaozhe tilted his head, thoughtful.

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On the nearest highway outside London, a huge motorhome has just stopped and moved forward.A bald-headed Caucasian man in his 30s then got out of the cab and slammed the door hard with a "bang".

He was wearing a black high-necked leather jacket and leather pants, and a pair of tall, warm black leather boots.In the night, if the bald head was not shining under the snow light, the whole person would almost melt into the night.

"Damn it, it's snowing too much. The car won't move anymore. Damn it, I hate London!"

The bald man carefully checked the front and back of the car, and found that the flameout was only caused by the cold weather.Some snow and ice appeared to be caught in the engine and then melted into it.This is a big reason for his assertion.

The side door of the RV opened instantly, and a Caucasian woman in a tight silver leather jacket jumped out.Under the reflection of the wind and snow, the graceful identity can be seen at a glance.The tight-fitting silver leather jacket tightly wraps the protruding figure, especially the proud bulge on the chest, which is matched with the flat belly without fat, forming a striking arc.

The strong wind blew the snowflakes down, but the woman didn't care at all.She looked less than 30 years old, which was the most mature age for a woman.

Slender and protruding nose, slender eyebrows like a half moon, sexy red mouth, dazzling blond hair, plus those talking eyes and delicate skin, in the eyes of European and American women with rough pores "Sex" is already a rare beauty.

However, the unique charm formed by the combination of the exquisite facial features was destroyed by a long scar on her face that slanted from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the left mouth.However, it also added a bit of aggressiveness and strange charm.Plane Travel Guide 228

"Fez, can you shut up your stinking mouth? You have screamed 27 times along the way. This is the 28th time. I'm really fed up!"

The bald man didn't even look back and knew that there would be no one but Clarinda talking.Of the five members of their bounty hunter team, she was the only woman.

"Colleen (Clarinda's nickname), don't judge me. As I said before, I hate London. I hate the goddamn weather, I hate the goddamn women, I hate everything! Except bread."

"You're so narrow-minded. You just got dumped by a woman, what's the big deal? You should be glad you didn't make your home in London, or you'd be a zombie with that whore model right now."

The bald man turned his head in an instant, his face was ferocious, and an iron blue color soon appeared on his face.He rubbed his body suddenly and rushed over, punching the scarred beauty's jaw heavily.

"Even if Julie is a whore, I can only curse her!" the bald man gritted his teeth.

The scarred beauty reacted very quickly. Almost the moment the bald man punched, her body flicked to one side, just dodging the heavy punch.She turned sideways and kicked in a roundabout, swinging the whip leg beautifully on the bald man's spine.

"Pfft!"

The bald man had already fallen heavily into the thick snow, and his forehead even hit the ice wall under the snow.It was cold, and the first snow to fall had frozen into solid ice on the road.

"Crack!" followed, and the side door of the caravan opened again and then closed.A middle-aged strong man came out of the car. Although he had thick eyebrows and big eyes and a steady complexion, the flashes of light in his eyes from time to time still revealed his toughness.

"Korin, don't always bully Fez like this. Ever since God sent sins to punish the world, those who are still alive are the lucky ones who have passed the trial. We are comrades-in-arms and should take care of each other."

Clarinda, the beautiful woman with a scar, tilted her head and shrugged her shoulders easily. She spread her hands and made a helpless expression, and said, "Captain, he is the one who made the first move."

"But you shouldn't mention Julie, that's the scar in Feth's heart. I think you should apologize." The middle-aged man spoke slowly, but he articulated clearly, with a touch of coercion.

Clarinda closed her eyes and shook her head, turned her head and smiled, "Okay. I apologize, Faith."

The bald man Feith got up angrily.His body was very strong, and the black high-necked leather jacket could not conceal his well-developed muscles and rigid lines.

He turned his head and spat out bitterly, and muttered, "Damn it, I'll beat you one day!"

Afterwards, he turned his head, and instead of looking at the scarred beauty, he complained to the middle-aged man: "Boss, the snow is too heavy and the weather is too cold. We should take a break in this climate. Anyway, London can't run? "

The middle-aged man looked at the weather, checked the engine again, nodded helplessly, and said, "Then we have to go on the road early tomorrow. I heard that some time ago, Ye Mingjiao will also organize people to go in. If we go late, think It's even harder to find the good stuff."

"Understood, boss. My sister is also waiting for the bread!" Firth turned his head expectantly and looked in the direction of London in the night. Although it was dark there, he was sure that he saw the light of hope.

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