Pictured on the 13th floor of the China World Trade Center in Science Fiction is a tall, upright middle-aged man with a pair of thick eyebrows on his fair face. The eyebrows are yellow and thick, like two big burnt brooms.
He was standing in front of the window, with a pair of shrewd eyes flashing under his slightly furrowed brow. At this time, he was leaning out half of his body from the window, looking around below the China World Tower.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face, and he shouted loudly, "Third Young Master, Third Young Master, come here quickly, look here, there is a tough man here..."
"What? What do you mean, macho?" A young man slowly walked up the building. He had a tall nose, thin lips, eyebrows slanting into the temples, and a few strands of black hair flowing in front of his forehead.
From the outside, he is handsome and handsome, with ebony black pupils and impeccable facial contours. On closer inspection, he looks like a bohemian, but the look inadvertently revealed in his eyes, that frivolous light, makes him
People dare not look directly.
At this time, Yubeichuan was leading the surging zombies to the intersection. The zombies that originally wandered by the intersection were also surrounding them, and the two groups of zombies formed an encirclement.
"Mader, go to hell..." Yu Beichuan's sword was shining brightly and his skills were swift. From time to time, zombies fell around him. The zombies staggered around but could not break through his defense line at all.
Yu Beichuan was fighting desperately, but he didn't know that on the Guomao Building opposite, a group of people were pointing at him, commenting on him, and pointing fingers.
"Oh, the strength is indeed good..." The man named Third Young Master nodded in approval, his voice was low and charming.
"Third Young Master, you see, why don't we take this person under Moxia? With the help of this person, the overall strength of Third Young Master's forces will be greatly increased, and there is hope for a safe breakout tomorrow!" The thick-browed man bent down and chuckled flatteringly at the young man.
"Yes, Third Young Master, the zombies don't have much rations saved, and the remaining people are only enough to break out tomorrow. With this person joining us, we have a great chance of a perfect breakthrough..." Standing next to Third Young Master, a fat and short middle-aged man
A young man, he was wearing a high-level uniform similar to that of a team, looking at Yu Beichuan downstairs and whispering.
"Third Young Master, look, there are people on the communication optical cable over there..." The thick-browed man had sharp eyes. He pointed at the optical cable under the China World Tower, where several people were crawling on it.
"Haha, they are in a group. One person attracts firepower, and the others break through the communication optical cable. How clever.
..." The fat and short middle-aged man saw through Yu Beichuan and the others' thoughts at a glance.
"Huh," the third young master didn't react much. He waved thoughtfully, and the fat middle-aged man immediately came over. The third young master whispered a few words in his ear, and the fat middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.
Take the order and leave.
Standing on the third floor of the building, looking at the communication optical cables nearly ten meters above the ground, Lin Yuting's face was pale, she frowned and made no next move, "Brother Tieniu, I have a fear of heights, I'm so scared.
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"Stop dilly-dallying. I'm afraid of heights or life. The boss is fighting for time down there. He can't hold on for much longer. What else do you want?" Zhang Tieniu was a little impatient. Looking down from upstairs, zombies were gathering.
The number is increasing.
"Zhang Jiade, protect Lin Yuting and come over quickly." Zhang Tieniu still took good care of Lin Yuting and ordered Zhang Jiade.
Dong Qiuling had already taken the lead and climbed up. She wanted to explore the way ahead. Lin Feng followed, Shangguan Mingyue and Jiang Shengtian protected the mad woman, and Zhang Jiade protected Lin Yuting and followed behind.
Zhang Tieniu was the last one. He guarded the window and waited patiently for Yubeichuan.
Several people pressed down with hundreds of kilograms of weight, and the communication optical cable swayed down, forming an arc, only seven or eight meters above the ground.
Everyone looked at the dense zombie heads below them and did not dare to let out any anger, so they could only crawl forward cautiously.
"Boss," Zhang Tieniu called out enthusiastically when he saw Yubeichuan going upstairs.
"Come on, the zombies are coming," Yu Beichuan didn't appreciate it and urged Zhang Tieniu to climb up the communication optical cable.
"Oh," Zhang Tieniu replied, jumped to the window sill, and looked back to see a group of black zombies roaring "ho ho" up to the third floor.
Zhang Tieniu and Yu Beichuan hugged the communication optical cable and climbed up.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred. Pieces of bloody fresh human tissue, thighs,... fell from the sky and landed around the communication cables. The zombies roared "ho ho" and began to riot.
Yu Beichuan looked up and saw a group of people standing by the window on the tall Tushu International Trade Center Building, pointing leisurely and laughing with their mouths open.
"Hurry! Leave it alone, everyone hurry up and pass!" Yubeichuan couldn't care less about cursing and could only urge everyone to speed up. Everyone also knew that the situation was critical, and they all used their best efforts to speed up the climb.
Travel speed.
Picture: Behind the China World Trade Center Building, there was a "rumbling" sound, and a huge zombie over five meters high rushed towards Yubeichuan and the others.
Every time it took a step, it would trample the zombies under its feet to pieces. With a wave of its pillar-like arm, more than a dozen zombies blocking the way flew out. In the blink of an eye, the giant zombie was close to the communication optical cable.
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"Made, it's too late..." Yu Beichuan was very angry, but had no other way, and sighed in his heart.
"Everyone, step back and go back to the Guomao Building," Yu Beichuan decided immediately. Only the Guomao Building was safe for the time being.
"Boss..." Zhang Tieniu's face was full of anger. He also saw the people on the China World Trade Center.
"Be obedient! Retreat..." Yu Beichuan shouted. The giant zombie was almost coming. This was already a last resort. Jumping down from the optical cable could directly jump into the wall of the China World Trade Center Building.
The giant zombie over five meters high is not slow and will rush towards us soon...
"Damn it, it came so fast, jump!" Zhang Tieniu shouted, and the people on the communication optical cable fell into the wall like dumplings.
"Ah, I don't..." Lin Yuting screamed, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell from the communication optical cable.
"You all go in first, don't worry about me, I can save you by myself!" Yu Beichuan shouted, took the initiative to let go of the optical cable with both hands, and jumped in the direction of Lin Yuting.
A bolt of sword light struck out like lightning, and Yu Beichuan knocked down the zombie that was reaching for Lin Yuting. He then protected Lin Yuting and ran toward the wall of the Science Fiction International Trade Center in Tushu, surrounded by sword light.
"Thank you, boss..." Lin Yuting had already lost her soul and her lower body was wet. She was saved at this moment. She was grateful to Yubeichuan and her heart of repaying her gratitude became even higher. As for the promise of her body, she was willing to do it even if she didn't have to meet the boss.
"Hurry up..." Yu Beichuan didn't talk nonsense. He charged all the way before pushing Lin Yuting onto the wall. The surging zombie wave had already surrounded her.
"Ma De, we can't leave," Yu Beichuan leaned against the wall and charged from left to right. The zombies fell in swarms like wheat.
The rioting zombies have gathered in groups. No matter how much Yubeichuan kills or how many he kills, the zombies are still coming one after another, surging incessantly, showing a tendency of not giving up until the goal is achieved.