Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

Seriously injured
The blood loss made Cheng Jing pale. She leaned against the electric pole, took a breath, and bent down to pull out the shards of glass that had shot into her leg.

The strength zombies are not fast, and the distance between them is almost ten meters.

Maybe because of the short distance between them, the power zombie didn't hit her with something.

He was walking towards her with stiff steps, and with every step, the ground trembled.

Cheng Jing didn't dare to delay, she didn't even have time to apply the hemostatic medicine, she directly wrapped the wound with gauze, the injury on her leg made her unable to be as flexible as normal.

She glanced at Fu Yongsheng, who was about six to seventy meters away, not enough, too close, and continued to lure the power-type zombies to the other side.

The power-type zombie walked a meter away from Cheng Jing with big strides, and stretched out his right hand.

Beside Cheng Jing was a concrete utility pole. She turned over and jumped, and climbed onto a private car twice.

"Crack" sound.

Cheng Jing looked regretful, it wasn't the arm of a powerful zombie that was broken, but a telegraph pole.

The broken telegraph pole happened to hit the powerful zombie.

With a wave of the power-type zombie, the telegraph pole turned in one direction and threw it at Cheng Jing.

Cheng Jing shot a vine around the billboard of the shop, and flew backwards.

"Roar!"

The power-type zombies ran away again and again as prey in their hands. He became angry, his eyes glowed even redder, and he strode after Cheng Jing.

Scrapped vehicles turned into scrap iron at the feet of the powerful zombies.

The pain in Cheng Jing's shoulder made her hand holding the vine tremble, and she almost didn't fall off.

She shoots vines again when the power zombies are about to approach.

The ground was inconvenient to walk on, so she didn't leave, and flew back and forth between the various shops.

Cheng Jing didn't dare to distance herself too far, fearing that the powerful zombies would come back and find Fu Yongsheng.

Until the distance between Fu Yongsheng and Fu Yongsheng was opened at least 500 meters.

Cheng Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and shot two vines one after another, away from the power-type zombies, and found a corner to make sure they couldn't hit the rear.

Forcefully tore off the clothes on the shoulders, disinfected, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged them with gauze. A series of actions were done in just one minute.

This is thanks to the three years of training in the previous life.

After Cheng Jing heard the approaching footsteps, she walked out from the corner. She couldn't let the zombies get stuck inside, it would be difficult to get out.

Under the pungent smell of blood in the air, the powerful zombie walked more cheerfully, and nothing could stop him.

"Crack, click" the sound of various items breaking apart resounded in the empty street.

Cheng Jing glanced behind the powerful zombie, and a relatively large plaque fell into her eyes. A little above the plaque was the roof of the shop.

First tie the vine around his waist, and shoot the other end at the top iron frame of the plaque, and pull it hard to confirm the firmness.

When the power-type zombies rushed over, they rose into the air instantly.

"Hoohoo!"

The power-type zombie flew into the air and hit the wall, and a human-shaped dent appeared.

As soon as Cheng Jing turned her head, she saw the power-type zombie retreating from the wall in disgrace.

He turned his head and kept "screaming" at her, like grabbing a toy with both hands, grabbed a car by the side of the road and threw it over.

Cheng Jing climbed to the roof of the shop a few times, and while dodging the vehicles flying from the sky, she moved to a place where the powerful zombies could not see.

The power-type zombies lost their attack targets and were completely enraged. Where Cheng Jing disappeared, they smashed randomly, with the sound of impacts and explosions.

(End of this chapter)