The zombie giant is far more difficult than Meng Fan imagined. With his basic six-star combat power, it is really difficult to kill the opponent in a head-on battle. The only solution for now is to avoid the zombie giant's sharp edge and find a place.
Hiding again.
Fortunately, although the magic bead could not cause serious damage to it, it also alleviated the zombie giant's offensive to a certain extent.
Under the paralysis effect of those neurotoxins, the zombie giant's movements were a little clumsy, and he no longer had the ability to keep up with Meng Fan. He could only roar, unleashing all the anger in his heart on the innocent escapees, and waved harder.
With a swipe of his arm, several more people were crushed into meat patties.
The screams had become sparse. As the battle intensified, more and more people died tragically at the hands of the zombies. Only one person out of ten could really follow Meng Fan out of the siege.
Soon, Meng Fan also used his body's flexibility to escape into a relatively shallow, narrow and hidden alleyway. Looking back, he saw that in addition to Sister Yang who was closely following him, there were also Zhou Biao, Chen Gang, and five or six disgraced men.
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As for the other escapees, they were either eaten away by the zombie tide until nothing was left, or they died at the hands of the furious zombie giants. There are also a small number of people who are panicking and cannot follow Meng Fan's footsteps.
They got separated during the conflict and don't know where they fled to.
"There are only a few people left."
Meng Fan looked around and looked at the eight remaining survivors, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
There were at least sixty people who rushed out of the underground shelter together before. But after a few minutes of escaping, the probability of remaining survivors was barely more than one tenth. It can be imagined how destructive these zombies are.
How terrible it is.
Meng Fan only felt a little sorry, but as for Sister Yang, she was in so much pain that she kept sobbing and crying.
Under the shelter, there are more than fifty exiles, all of whom are her relatives or friends. Since the end of the world, Sister Yang has led those people to survive in the dark underground shelter for four months, but she did not expect that it would only be one night.
In just a short period of time, there were so many casualties, so how could she not feel sad?
At this time, Sister Yang hated her own powerlessness. She held the dagger tightly in her hand until her joints turned white, and her face showed great sadness and indignation.
She even wanted to turn around immediately and go to fight those terrifying zombies again, but before she could put this idea into action, Meng Fan stopped her with his eyes.
"When you go back now, you can only give snacks to the zombies. You should have seen how powerful that advanced zombie is. No one here is its opponent."
If it were just an ordinary tide of corpses, Meng Fan could still rely on his considerable combat power to lead people to continue to hold on. As long as the method was appropriate, holding on until dawn would not be a problem.
But the appearance of the zombie giant broke Meng Fan's plan and made him feel helpless. Apart from leading the remaining people to continue their escape, he could not think of another way.
"Could it be that my people can only die in vain?"
But in the face of Meng Fan's persuasion, Sister Yang became extremely agitated. She turned her head angrily and looked at the place where a large number of zombies were infested. Her eyes were filled with blood and her face was full of ferocious anger.
Meng Fan said expressionlessly, "I understand your emotions very well, and I also know that you must be very unwilling. But even so, I still have to say that with our little strength, there is no possibility of resisting the zombie tide. The best
The result is a lose-lose situation, which is not cost-effective at all.”
Zhou Biao also had a sad face, wiped the cold sweat from his face, and said to Sister Yang, "Yeah, what's wrong with you, a woman? Those losers will die when they die. What's there to be sad about?"
"you shut up!"
Sister Yang was furious and glared at Zhou Biao with extremely disgusting eyes. Then she turned her pale cheek and looked at Meng Fan and said, "With your ability and mine, you may have a chance to kill that zombie giant. As for those ordinary people,
Zombies, as long as they see the death of the zombie giant with their own eyes, maybe..."
Before she could finish speaking, Meng Fan shook his head and interrupted without hesitation, "This kind of thing is meaningless. I advise you to give up."
In fact, Meng Fan knew what Sister Yang was thinking and understood her thoughts.
With so many people dead, there was nothing we could do to let it go. Since we couldn't destroy all the zombies, it would be better to attack the zombie giant and rely on everyone's teamwork to successfully kill it. This would be a good way of revenge.
Unfortunately, in Meng Fan's opinion, this idea is not mature enough.
The zombie giant's defense was so abnormal that Meng Fan could not easily break through its defenses. If he continued to fight reluctantly, he would only be seriously injured again.
Secondly, this kind of behavior makes no sense at all. Taking the risk of being killed to snatch the 100 point reward given by the system is not a cost-effective deal.
Seeing Meng Fan's refusal, Sister Yang stopped saying anything and lowered her head unwillingly, but the hatred in her eyes did not slow down at all.
She is a strong woman. She can independently lead so many people and survive for several months in the apocalypse. It can be seen how independent this woman is. Naturally, she will not easily change her mind about revenge just because of Meng Fan's few words.
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Seeing this, Meng Fan didn't take it seriously, but pointed to a low-rise house not far behind him, sighed and said,
"Fortunately, it's only daybreak now. The environment in the entire West District is too complicated. There's no need for us to run around here and there. We might as well hide in this building and take a rest. We can make plans after daybreak."
After saying that, Meng Fan took the lead towards the building. After the others looked at each other, they had no choice but to follow quickly.
After entering the stairwell of the abandoned building, Meng Fan lit the fire, relying on the weak light for illumination, and at the same time checked the surrounding environment.
This building is old, the floors are dilapidated, and there is still a lot of blood stains on the corridor leading to the rooftop.
It is conceivable that not long ago, there should have been a brutal killing here, and the people who could have caused this kind of killing, needless to think, can only be those zombies.
Seeing this, Meng Fan immediately calmed down his expression and warned in a deep voice, "Be careful, there may be zombies in this building."
Zhou Biao immediately said, "It's impossible. These zombies will become very excited after nightfall. They probably run outside and search for prey all over the world. This place is so remote, the probability of zombies appearing should be extremely small."
Meng Fan didn't argue with this guy. He just glanced at him and said calmly, "Since you are so confident, you might as well take the lead and take a look at the situation upstairs for us."
"……All right."
Zhou Biao's lips twitched, and he subconsciously wanted to slap himself, but now, he didn't dare to offend Meng Fan, so he could only bite the bullet and continue walking up the corridor.
After a while, Zhou Biao came to the corner of the stairwell. After a few careful tests, he found no trace of zombies. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and explain the situation to the people behind him.
But just at this moment, a fire ax suddenly appeared in the gap in the stairwell above Zhou Biao's head. Without saying a word, it hit him hard on the back of the head.