Chapter 15 Encountering Zombies
  Liu Yingluo looked at Shang Jiang Qingqian's clear eyes and subconsciously suppressed her scolding words.

"What is a welfare car?"

Seeing the two of them being silent subconsciously, Jiang Qingqian became even more curious, but still couldn't help but speak.

"In the apocalypse, women without superpowers and worthlessness can only be reduced to playthings." Liu Yingluo controlled the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and drove slowly along with the vehicle in front of her.

“It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.”

Her light words sounded like whispers, but Jiang Qingqian knew that she was trying to remind him.

Just now, Ximei was assigned to get the grain, and it was a man in a hat who assigned her to that cart. Thinking with your feet, you can guess that it was the old Hu who gave her the power.

"Beep beep beep..." The sound of the whistle interrupted her thoughts.

"The zombies are coming, be careful."

Liu Yingluo slammed on the brakes, held the gun in her hand, and opened the car door. "Lock the door and don't get out of the car."

She shouted at Jiang Qingqian, who turned to look out the window through the transparent glass.

A large group of zombies rushed here, and their corpses were blown up all over the sky, but this group of zombies kept moving forward as if they didn't know the pain.

Bang... The man in the hat, with his eyes open ferociously, hit his head on the transparent window, and long traces of blood were drawn on the glass.

Jiang Qingqian felt calm in her heart, but she still covered her mouth in pretending to be afraid and her body trembled slightly.

The car began to shake violently and bumped up. The dense zombies were tugging at the car door with such force that it almost deformed.

Ximei took out her dagger and quickly kicked away the zombies surrounding Jiang Qingqian. The zombies seemed to be enraged and rushed towards her even faster.

Ximei was attacked on both sides and suffered a small scratch on her back. After dragging her down, the zombies smelled the smell and hit the glass even more crazily.

Ximei took out a long knife with both hands and coldly killed the zombies. She was distracted and paid attention to the situation in the car.

The zombie who walked up behind her without realizing it had already pierced her aorta with its long, sharp fingertips.

By the time she noticed it, it was too late to dodge.

But when she closed her eyes, the zombie's stiff face was split open with a knife.

When the zombie fell, Jiang Qingqian's face was pale, her face was covered with blood, she was trembling, gritting her teeth and grabbing the long knife she had placed in the back seat of the car.

The disgusting stench of liquid on the long knife slid down little by little and dripped into the soil.

Ximei was shocked and stunned, and she handed her over seriously, "Thank you Miss Jiang, my life will be yours from now on."

Jiang Qingqian rolled her eyes and almost fell down. Ximei quickly supported her and darkened her eyes.

She endured her fear, held on to the car, and stood up.

Ximei made a move to get up, but Jiang Qingqian held her down, murmuring slightly, and warm white light hit her wound.

The scar disappeared, the pain disappeared, and Ximei was grateful to move her body.

Even the fatigue on my body is gone.

She looked at Jiang Qingqian in shock. It turned out that the city asked her to take care of a woman. She just wanted to fulfill her obligations and get paid. But she didn't expect that this woman was much better than she thought.

People like her are not qualified to let top healers repair their wounds, but the speed of repairing this wound is really comparable to that of top healers.

Half an hour later, Ximei was killing zombies in a large area in the car, and Jiang Qingqian followed her with trembling hands.

Lu Jingchuan, who was always paying attention to her, was busy using his thunder powers to bombard the zombies, but he was also sighing at her changes in his heart, and felt a strange sense of pride in his heart.

"Host, the male protagonist's favorability has increased by 5."

"It's only 5. This change only gives 5. It's really stingy."

She followed up with more neat finishing touches, not giving the zombies a chance to survive.

Another half hour passed.

The zombies retreated. Jin Zi supported the fat man, panting, and shouted in the team, "Old Hu, Old Hu, where are you? Where are the medical team, come quickly..." He wiped away the blood on his face, especially the blood on his face. On the eyes.

Jiang Qingqian followed the voice and dived forward into the crowd. The fat man vomited blood, and a big hole was dug out of his abdomen. The blood stained the soil red.

Lu Jingchuan's face was horrified. This was the first time the fat man had been injured so seriously.

Jiang Qingqian saw Ximei's troubled expression and clapped her hand.

She knew what she meant and wanted her to come forward for treatment. But these people obviously didn't trust her, and they weren't looking for her, so why would she bother to get in trouble with them?

She saw Old Hu looking at the crowd from outside the crowd. He straightened his clothes and glanced at her proudly.

"Rang Rang, we are in a hurry to save people."

"Why are you still hanging around here? The escort team will step up patrols and Viper will arrange for people to clean up the supplies. We must get to the Jinfan Building in Baichuan before everyone gets dark."

The crowd dispersed, leaving only a few members of the seventh team.

Old Hu solemnly cut off the fat man's clothes. He put his hand on the wound, and the blood in the wound slowly coagulated.

Jin Zi was relieved when he saw this. He thought that since the blood stopped flowing, it would be nothing serious.

Everyone else present had the same idea as him.

Jiang Qing curled his lips slightly, and the fat man's body twitched strangely, screaming in pain, and he spit out mouthfuls of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Lao Hu pursed his lips, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to transmit his powers.

But the weird thing was, as soon as he stopped, the fat man vomited blood.

He continued to input energy, and the fat man was fine.

After many times, Jin Zi couldn't control his bad temper, and he was quite merciless when he asked, "Old Hu, can you do it? Fatty will die if you keep trying."

Lu Jingchuan leaned against the car, holding a cigarette in his bony hands. The smoke was so thick that Lao Hu couldn't see his expression clearly when he raised his eyes.

He was panting from exhaustion and replied angrily, "If I can't do it, who else can do it? If you can do it, you can do it..."

Jin Zi choked with anger and glanced at the people present.

As if he was carrying Lao Hu on his back, he pointed at Jiang Qingqian.

"Do you dare to come? If you cure Fatty, Fatty and I will be the first to welcome you into the team. We will listen to you."

He rolled his eyes at Lao Hu, he was so spoiled!

Jiang Qingqian was waiting for such an olive branch. She stepped forward generously without any hesitation.

"You still want to try, if not, then let me do it..."

She asked Lao Hu politely, but Lao Hu only wanted to see her fake smiling face.

Thinking of Lao Jin and her behavior of stepping on his face again, he smiled provocatively with a cold face.

"Okay, let me give it to you. I want to see how capable you are!"

Jiang Qingqian smiled slightly and looked up at Ximei.

"Borrow me the dagger."

Simeli handed her the dagger neatly, and she took it.

The fat man lying on the ground had purple lips and his body was twitching. Jiang Qingqian pressed his hand to feel his pulse.

The other hand pretended to dig into his pocket and took out a set of silver needles. She calmly unfolded the bag, the silver needle shining coldly.

Lao Hu sneered, "Stop being so mysterious, if you linger any longer, he will die.

(End of this chapter)

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