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

Chapter 509 The Queen of Cold-Blooded Zombies vs the Leader of the Soft and Cute Lop-Eared Rabbit 28
"Brother Ling, get out of the way!"

Ling Wuya could hear the nervous shouts of the people behind him, but he couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only take a head-on move.

"puff--!"

The powerful fist of the zombie hit his chest, and the tall man was hammered to the ground, with a mouthful of blood spilling out of his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

The tall and elegant man coughed in embarrassment. He looked back at his companions, but found that everyone was far away from him, staring in horror at the mid-level zombie with explosive combat power, and dared not take a step closer.

Ling Wuya's eyes dimmed, and he looked at the man he had desperately saved just now. The man held up his gun with an apologetic face, but he didn't rush forward.

He suddenly laughed.

The handsome and elegant man's mouth was stained with blood, and he was half kneeling among the sand dunes. In front of him was an ugly and hideous zombie.

Before Ling Wuya died, he realized what kind of people he was protecting in the past.

That's it.

It's because he doesn't know people clearly.

The man listened to the blowing wind blowing in his ear, accepted his fate and closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment of his life to come.

"Ow—!"

The imagined pain did not come, but the zombies let out a different scream than before.

Ling Wuya opened his eyes in surprise, and was shocked by the scene in front of him——

Standing in front of him was a slender figure.

The woman was a head shorter than him, and holding a dagger, she quickly stabbed the zombie's left eye with one knife.

The north wind was blowing all around, and the woman's waist-length hair fluttered with the wind, leaving a shockingly beautiful silhouette in the early morning light.

"Seventeen!"

She spoke suddenly, as if calling someone's name.

In the next second, an overwhelming number of bullets were fired from the muzzle of the gun, all shooting at the vital points of the zombies.

"Roar--!"

In order to avoid the bullet, Zhongji Zombie had to let go of the fat around his mouth and take a few steps back.

Jing Che was waiting for this moment. With a wild smile and dazzling silver hair, he stepped on the zombie's back while running up, and slammed his iron fist on the zombie's head.

"boom--!"

The fist and the head collided, but there was a cold sound of steel colliding.

"Fuck, this head is really iron..."

The young man flicked his wrist, his fingertips trembled slightly, feeling numb, irritable and unwilling, he punched a few more times as if to vent his anger!
Seeing this, Wang Jingyang silently opened the door of time and space, and dragged Ling Wuya who was still on the battlefield back to a safe zone.

"Captain Ling, are you alright?"

The old man stared at the corner of his bleeding mouth and said with concern.

"Brother Ling, are you okay?"

"Brother Ling, you scared me to death just now!"

The rest of the Blood Eagle Mercenary Corps rushed forward as if awakened from a dream, and began to care about Ling Wuya's injury.

Ling Wuya ignored them and focused on the figure on the battlefield.

The woman is quick and agile, and with the cooperation of several teammates, she can always find a chance to succeed in a sneak attack.

Several times, Quan Jiu was already in danger, but she still didn't back down, she didn't even open her mouth, and Long Yan tacitly increased the firepower, actively attracting the anger points of the zombies.

"boom--"

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the intermediate zombie slowly fell down.

Quan Jiu dug out the crystal nucleus proficiently, without looking at Ling Wuya and his party, he looked at Longyan with a smile:

"Did you get hurt just now?"

Wang Jingyang's space technique was a bit slow, and she almost had no time to retreat. Long Yan, the second idiot, stood in front of her, and fought head-on with the zombies.

First, he doesn't have her speed, and second, he doesn't have Jing Che's strength. Close combat is not his strong point, so he will inevitably suffer.

Long Yan pursed his lips, his blue eyes sparkling, he stretched out a finger to Quan Jiu's lips, and confessed honestly:
"hurts a little."

Under the huge friction force, the fingertip was accidentally ground into a small wound by a sharp stone, which didn't look very serious.

Quan Jiu: "It really should hurt."

If it doesn't hurt anymore, the wound will probably heal tomorrow.

The tall blue-eyed little rabbit remained motionless, making it clear that she wanted an explanation, a bit stubborn like a brat asking his parents to buy candy.

Quan Jiu sighed helplessly, lowered his head and approached him, and gently blew a few breaths on his fingertips, coaxing him patiently:
"Shouldn't it hurt now?"

The air flowed across the fingertips, and the fragrance was warm, arousing the slightest itchiness.

Long Yan's eyelashes trembled in panic, his fingertips curled up, and his ears were stained with a layer of powder again.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Rabbit nodded obediently.

Very comfortable.

Just a little itchy.

With a tense face, he withdrew his hand, and with his back behind his back, he slowly stroked his fingertips a few times at an angle that no one could see.

Ling Wuya had already stood up and walked towards her.

"For today's matter, Ling will thank the girl first."

He didn't expect that it was this "old, weak, sick and disabled" team that was not favored by anyone, that saved his life in the end.

Right in front of him, Quan Jiu didn't use the space, but put the orange crystal core into his coat pocket:

"Even if we don't save you, we will deal with this zombie."

Ling Wuya shook his head, seeing clearly:
"Blood Eagle Squad and others, if you only care about the crystal nucleus, you can wait for them to consume most of the fighting power of the zombies, and then pick up the leak."

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth curled up, without admitting or denying, he looked meaningfully at the person behind him.

"I can only save you this time, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future."

Ling Wuya is a humble gentleman who values ​​love and righteousness. She was willing to save people just now because of his righteousness to her friends.

But a gentleman with good conduct is doomed not to live long in the last days.

In previous lives, Ling Wuya had been brilliant for a while, but when she became the king of zombies, she never heard any news about this fire elite.

Nine times out of ten, people are gone.

Ling Wuya heard her subtext, and pursed her thin lips tightly.

The blood eagle mercenary group has not been established for a long time. As one of the few aggressive supernatural beings in the base, he was naturally given the position of captain.

After the formation of the team, they usually only encountered low-level zombies. He has supernatural powers, so it is not difficult to deal with them. Everyone calls them brothers and sisters, and the atmosphere is harmonious and harmonious.

But he never expected that these so-called "good brothers" would show their true colors when they met a strong opponent.

He doesn't blame them, after all, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but from now on, it is impossible for him to protect them anymore.

What he needs are real teammates.

You can safely deliver to your teammates on the back.

"Let's go." Ling Wuya looked at the people behind him, "The car is right there."

"Brother Ling, you are injured, won't you go back with us?"

Some people stood up and asked questions, obviously lacking confidence.

Ling Wuya shook his head lightly: "I won't go back in the future."

Quan Jiu glanced at him.

Still sober, not in vain.

The members of the Blood Eagle Mercenary Corps wanted to persuade them again, but Ling Wuya had a tough attitude, and he was determined not to go back. In desperation, the group had no choice but to drive away.

"What are you going to do next?"

(End of this chapter)