The end of the world: full level start

Luo Xiaojun looked at Wang Qin angrily. If this female bitch hadn't been running towards other people, he would have chopped this female bitch to death long ago if he didn't want to hurt innocent people.

"Save you?" Xu Zhiyong raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much will the reward be?"

"What?" Wang Qin was stunned. She didn't expect that the other party would pay for seeing such a delicate and fragile beauty like her.

She looked at the young man calmly, and when she saw the handsome face, her heart moved, and she cried: "As long as you save me, I will give you anything."

Xu Zhiyong looked at her with a half-smile, and said angrily: "Do I want your life?"

He has been here a long time ago and has been observing the behavior of these people. After all, the people recruited into the base should have some quality.

It can be said that he was the one who saw Wang Qin's behavior most clearly.

If it weren't for the fact that someone was about to die, Xu Zhiyong really wouldn't have planned to take action.

As for being scratched by zombies, it is not a problem here. With the spiritual liquid, the zombie virus can be directly cleaned away, and the physical condition can also be improved by the way.

"W-want my life?" Wang Qin stopped and looked at the young man close at hand. A chill suddenly rose in her heart. She forced out a gentle smile and said, "This little brother, you really know how to joke. .”

Xu Zhiyong's eyes stopped on her dirty body, with an incomprehensible expression, and he said without giving any face: "Sister, my mother gave birth to me, so don't mistake your relatives."

"S-Sister?"

Boom!

Wang Qin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, looking at the young man in disbelief, with a slightly cracked expression on his face.

She only came of age this year, and she was actually called eldest sister by an older brother who looked like he was from a social background?

Could it be that she had not slept well or eaten well for more than ten days in the last days, which made her age many years in a short period of time?

If I had known she was running for her life, I would have taken the time to pay attention to her image these days.

"Haha!" Luo Xiaojun laughed out loud, but there was a complicated sadness in his laughter.

He walked up behind Wang Qin and cursed: "You can forgive the sins committed by God, but you can't live with the sins you do yourself. When you cruelly pushed me out as a shield, did you think of the word retribution?"

Then he raised the iron bar and hit Wang Qin on the head hard.

"ah!"

Wang Qin screamed and ran away.

Xu Zhiyong saw that this man was agitated, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked like he was going to beat Wang Qin to death. He said calmly: "Brother, calm down. He was just caught by a zombie. There is still time to save him before he turns into a zombie."

It's only been less than an hour, far from the time it takes to turn into a zombie.

"What?"

A dozen injured people, including Luo Xiaojun, looked at Xu Zhiyong in disbelief.

Couldn't what they just heard be an illusion?

These people looked at each other subconsciously. When they found that their companions were also looking for their own eyes, they believed that it was not an illusion.

Zhang Yan and others who were not injured also had disordered breathing.

Everyone stared closely at Xu Zhiyong who said this.

"Drink this, not only can you be saved, but you can also strengthen your physique." Xu Zhiyong glanced at the number of injured people, and threw a dozen bottles of ordinary spiritual liquid at these injured people.

The injured dozen or so people almost subconsciously caught the small bottles thrown towards them.

Then a faint sense of absurdity arose in their hearts.

Who can throw something in a dozen different directions at the same time?

Can you still throw things in front of everyone accurately?

The eyes of a group of people looking at Xu Zhiyong changed.

They were even speculating whether Xu Zhiyong was a person with strange powers.

But this detailed control ability is too scary.

However, Luo Xiaojun held the small bottle in his hand and said hesitantly: "Brother, do you think this thing is really useful after drinking it?"

Xu Zhiyong raised his eyebrows lightly and said calmly: "You'll know if you try it."

Does anyone know if it's poisonous?

They are not familiar with each other, so if they meet someone crazy, it is normal for them to want to harm others.

Luo Xiaojun and others had some doubts in their hearts, but these doubts were dispelled one by one when they saw the places on their bodies scratched by zombies.

Luo Xiaojun couldn't help but laugh a little. They were all scratched by zombies, so why bother harming them?

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaojun turned and looked in the direction of Zhang Yan and the others.

"Sister Yan, I will try this medicine first. If there is any accident, Wang Qin, that woman, please help me solve it. Even if I go to hell, I will watch her follow behind. If sister Yan, you can't do anything, then just She kicked her out. Can Sister Yan do it?"

Luo Xiaojun looked at Zhang Yan seriously. He had no worries now. The only thing he wanted was to take Wang Qin's female cousin with him before he died.

Xu Zhiyong looked at Luo Xiaojun's expression and said nothing.

Facts speak louder than words.

After this person drinks it, he will naturally know whether it is of any use.

However, even if his spiritual liquid is just an ordinary type, it cannot be drunk in vain.

"Okay!" Zhang Yan nodded carefully, frowning and said, "I will kick her out of the group."

For a woman under twenty who still has no superpowers to live alone in the apocalypse, everyone present knows what the consequences will be.

Maybe more terrible than death.

"Thank you, Sister Yan, for taking care of me during this time." Luo Xiaojun glanced at the small bottle in his hand, took a deep breath, and then said to the others: "Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

This scene made Xu Zhiyong's mouth tremble slightly.

Brother, do you want this?

Then Xu Zhiyong saw that this man mustered up the courage to drink the spiritual liquid in one gulp as if he had finished speaking his last words.

Xu Zhiyong: "."

There's really no need to play so much.

Seeing that Luo Xiaojun had finished drinking, other people rushed up one after another.

"How about it?"

"How do you feel now?"

"Is there anything wrong after drinking?"

These people asked all kinds of questions.

Although they don't believe that anyone has a medicine that can cure zombie poison.

But the world is fine, and suddenly the apocalypse is here, what else is impossible?

Even if a ghost floats in front of them now, they all think it is possible.

Everyone couldn't believe it, but looked at Luo Xiaojun with hope.

Luo Xiaojun felt his body carefully, smacked his mouth, and tasted: "Does it taste a little sweet?"

Everyone was ashamed: "."

What kind of outrageous answer is this?

Are they the ones who need to hear this?

Fortunately, Luo Xiaojun knew that everyone was anxious and quickly said: "I don't feel anything, except that this thing tastes a bit sweet."

Xu Zhiyong couldn't stand it anymore and said aloud: "How will you feel after just drinking it? It's not like drinking poison. After drinking it, you will vomit blood and die."

When everyone thought about it, this was correct.

Although this metaphor is a bit unbearable to look at.

Everyone saw that after Luo Xiaojun finished drinking, his body did not respond for a while, and their attention returned to Xu Zhiyong.

Wang Qin stood quietly aside, still some distance away from Zhang Yan, the others, and Xu Zhiyong.

She glanced at these people, hiding the resentment in her eyes.

"Is it you?" Zhang Yan looked at Xu Zhiyong and said hesitantly.