Chapter 393 The Female Zombie of the Apocalypse ([-])

It is obvious that Mu Dayong's tone is full of complaints about his ex-girlfriend "Zhou Shanshan".

When Winsten next to him heard what the two said, he tried his best to move back, trying to stay away from them, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: two idiots, don't drag me if you want to die.

Sure enough, as soon as Winsten tried to move a millimeter, he heard the woman in the sedan chair sneer:
"Ha ha!"

"Since it's true love, let's go together!"

After finishing speaking, the index finger lightly pointed to Mu Dayong again, and immediately after that, another team of zombies ready to attack walked towards Mu Dayong with a knife.

When the zombie team walked, their stiff limbs creaked, and their movements were a bit clumsy, but their speed was not slow.

While a few people were talking, the two zombie teams arrived in front of Su Mo and the others.

Especially the zombie team in front, already carrying a kitchen knife, moved towards Su Mo.

The moment Su Mo saw the kitchen knife raised, cold sweat broke out on Su Mo's back, and she shouted no, but the group of zombies didn't care, and quietly cut Su Mo's body with the knife in his hand.

Originally thought that the bloody chopping did not appear, on the contrary, the zombie team was in a good mood while cutting the meat, and at the same time put the cut meat on the plate held by the third team.

A layer of crushed ice was spread on the plate, and the steaming meat just cut was spread flat on it, just like thorns in a Japanese grocery store.

The ten-member zombie team was making the stabbing in an orderly manner. This weird scene made people shudder in their hearts.

The voice of Su Mo who was being picked was already hoarse, and Mu Dayong, who was helping Su Mo to speak before, saw the bloodstains on Su Mo's body, and he was already frightened. There was a pitiful pleading sound: "Shanshan, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong, can you let me go?
I promise, in the future, I will definitely stay by your side, and I will never look at other women the same way again! "

Hearing Mu Dayong's begging, You'an's hand nodded more violently, as if saying: Bad luck, don't beat me.

As a result, the zombies walking towards Mu Dayong showed their eagerness to sharpen their knives and move their knives at Mu Dayong...

As the trays of thorns were brought back to the textile factory, the woman in the white dress inside the red sedan chair greeted the zombie woman in the red dress outside: "Xiaoha, start!"

As You An yelled, the female zombie in the red dress took back the nine-tooth rake in her hand, ran back eagerly, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in soy sauce, and stuffed it into her mouth, with a look on her face. I ate with satisfaction.

Outside the textile factory, Zhao Jun and the others, whose internal abilities had long been exhausted by the red-dressed female zombie, followed Xiaoha to retract the nine-toothed rake, and all of them went limp and fell to the ground.

In particular, Su Momu and Dayong, who had been scratched by tens of hundreds of knives, lay on the ground like blood men, screaming in pain.

Looking up at the woman in the white dress sitting in the sedan chair and watching the zombies eating thorns with a smile on her face, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Seeing the zombies busy eating, everyone hurried to help me, I helped You, escape together.

They were afraid that if they ran too slowly, they would become thorns in the mouths of zombies.

Now they no longer dare to think about this textile factory with electricity and water, which can be called a doomsday paradise.

After all, there are a bunch of demons in heaven, who would dare to come to heaven?

Seeing Su Mo and others running away, You An, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was in a good mood, with a smile on his lips, preparing to give the zombie army extra meals at night.

However, the fly in the ointment is that, except for Xiaoha, none of the zombies in the zombie army can speak, otherwise, she would have to make all the zombies shout at her: Boss, boss, the power is boundless...

Different from the happy scene in the textile factory, Su Mo's group can only be described as miserable.

One by one was ambitious to recover the textile factory. How could they know that the place was not occupied, and one by one lost the most precious abilities. How would they mess around in the apocalypse in the future?
However, the disheveled supernatural power users looked at each other a few times, and each of them tacitly kept silent about the loss of their supernatural powers.

After all, they didn't know in their hearts whether it was they who lost their abilities or everyone else.

Moreover, even if everyone's abilities are lost, they can't tell. After all, those ordinary people have been bullied by them a lot before. Now, if they know that their abilities are gone, can't they bully them in turn?

Thinking of this, all the power users who lost their powers remained silent.

The ordinary people who followed with enthusiasm, and followed back with a disheveled face only thought that the zombie in the red dress just controlled the supernatural being, but they didn't know that the supernatural being lost their powers.

As a result, a delicate sense of balance appeared in Su Mo's team.

At this moment, Su Mo, with her eyes closed, was lying on the back seat of the car, and after a few probes, she found that her awakened fire ability had disappeared.

While the frustration lingered in her heart, Su Mo's heart became even more flustered: Can she still be the woman of the future overlord Winston without her supernatural powers like this?
However, the frustration only lasted for a few moments. Feeling the pain in her body, Su Mo couldn't help but rejoice: Fortunately, she didn't tell anyone that the space is the jade pendant on her body, otherwise, now, she wouldn't have the ability to disguise herself All abilities are lost.

She hurriedly took out the painkiller alcohol gauze from the space, and asked Wen Sternbang next to her to help her.

Originally, seeing all the people he brought here looked sad, and even though they lost all their powers, Winsten couldn't help but feel a little dark in his heart: After all, everyone has no powers, and no one is better than them. who is noble.

However, the next second, seeing the alcohol painkiller gauze that Su Mo took out out of thin air, Wen Sten's eyes turned into copper bells, he couldn't hold back, and asked: "Momo, you, you... ..."

Halfway through the speech, he hastily closed his mouth and took back what he was about to say: Why do you still have supernatural powers?

After all, if he asked this question, wouldn't it be obvious that he lost his ability?

Su Mo didn't know if Winsten's abilities were lost. At this moment, she just felt pain all over her body. After all, she lost a few catties of flesh and was cut alive. Can it not hurt?

With his hands trembling from the pain, Wen Sten took the alcohol gauze painkiller from Su Mo's hand, and after feeding him the painkiller, he sterilized and bandaged her up.

Seeing Su Mo take out something out of thin air, not only Wen Sten was shocked, but also all the supernatural beings:
They had already noticed that their powers had disappeared, but seeing Su Mo's performance, they couldn't help muttering: Could it be that they were the only ones who lost their powers?
(End of this chapter)

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