Two-dimensional world book

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept behind him, making people almost unsteady.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.) Lin Mo stood in front of Gaocheng and saw five straight up The plane flew by and flew away quickly.

"Help--!" Rei Miyamoto waved and shouted.

"It's useless, they won't come to save us! You see, did they ignore the tragedy below?" Lin thought for a while, even if these Black Hawk fighters really want to save people, they are also saving politicians and related households. These students, where to stay cool!

Even if he was standing on the rooftop, he could hear the screams from the school. Lin Mo felt depressed like never before. To the dead, it was a feast.

But for the living, it is a hundred times more horrifying than a nightmare. Maybe the weak would choose to commit suicide by jumping off a building. At least it would not be so painful to die.

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Chapter 7 Fight, Entrust

"Just like in movies and games, they are living corpses, they will attack the living, and constantly make companions. Their only weakness is the head. This has just been confirmed!"

Lin Mo said with a heavy heart that he must pass a hurdle, otherwise it is impossible to live. He must live. He must prove to Tifa that he is not weak.

There were footsteps behind him, and with a glimpse of his eyes, seven or eight dead bodies had appeared unknowingly around him, encircling them.

"What are we going to do next?" Miyamoto Rei asked Lin Mo subconsciously.

"Where to climb, hold the stairs!" Lin Mo pointed to the corridors of the observatory.

Then his eyes were sharp, and he drank warly: "Are you ready? Start rushing!"

In the last days, the more desperate you may be, the longer you will be able to live, timidity will only bring death!

Lin Mo yelled, attracting the dead body's attention, and for a moment, approached the dead body, and then went down with a stick. The dead body's brain suddenly burst, and 1 point was obtained again.

Lin Mo's combat literacy is extremely high. He sees all directions and listens to six directions. Every movement is simple, but they are attacked towards the fragile neck of the dead body. Every stick down will take away the life of a dead body.

The three of Miyamoto Rei were stunned. They had never seen Lin Mo with such superb skill, such speed, attack angle, and strength, absolutely not like an explosion on the spot.

"Don't be in a daze! Hurry up, my queen!" Lin Mo shouted, taking advantage of the present, earning as many points as possible, and becoming stronger to survive is the first priority.

"Oh oh oh..." The three of them came to a moment of relief, and immediately rushed to the observatory, and more and more dead bodies gathered behind them, blocked by Lin Mo.

"Huh—! Do you want to pass by me? Come on!" Lin Mo's mouth showed a coldness. Although the dead body is twice as strong as an ordinary person, after all, the movements are very slow, compared to Lin Mo, like a snail.

Lin Mo’s husband stayed at the gate and stayed at the side of the stairs. All the dead bodies that rushed up were thrown over by a stick and burst into blood. It took less than five minutes. The bodies had piled up, blocking the corridor. Up.

Rei Miyamoto and Saye Takashiro brought three iron tables and tied them to the entrance of the corridor, sealing the only way for the dead body to enter, and Lin Mo himself felt tired. After all, every stick went down, he had to do his best.

He took the opportunity to kick the dead female body closest to him, then grabbed the railing, slid her body, and jumped directly onto the rooftop.

"Hands are sore!" Lin Mo shook his right arm and felt muscle swelling. It has been a long time since he swung the stick with all his strength like today. In addition, the stick is too light, and it takes more force to hit the dead body's head. rotten.

It's easy to beat a human head into a dog's head, but breaking the skull with a baseball bat requires a lot of wrist strength, even for Lin Mo himself.

"Cough cough cough... Wow..." Jing Haoyong suddenly covered his mouth, spurting out a big mouthful of blood, coughing violently, and he didn't even have the strength to stand.

"Lin Mo, come and see, what's wrong with him?" Miyamoto Rei said anxiously, looking haggard, with black eyes and blood still remaining at the corners of her mouth, calling out to Lin Mo.

Under Lin Mo's true eyes, Jing Haoyong's blood bar was constantly declining, showing a state of'poisoned'. No accident, the blood bar would be cleared within three minutes.

what happened?

What else?

Of course it is dying!

Lin Mo believes that Jing Haoyong should have thought of this too, but now that Jing Haoyong is dying, he suddenly feels an inexplicable guilt in his heart.

Yes, even though Lin Mo didn’t design to harm Jing Hao Yong, he deliberately took a half shot, which should have been avoided. He patted his forehead. He knew that the reason for this weird thought was because he inherited Komuro Takashi. For the sake of memory.

Deliberately looking on the sidelines with cold hands, not saving you when you die, are you really a man?

Lin Mo closed his eyes and opened the exchange bar: professional exchange, skill exchange, bloodline exchange, entertainment exchange, technology exchange, exercise exchange, weapon exchange, medicine exchange, tool exchange...

In the potion exchange, I saw the dead virus antidote. The value: 50 points, and there is only a 20 chance to work. That is to say, even if it is an antidote, there is only a one-fifth probability of being black!

Really black!

Of course, these are not the key points. The point is that Lin Mo now has only 21 points for his total possessions, which is less than half of an antidote. There is basically no hope for saving people.

Seeing Lin Mo's tangled appearance, Gao Cheng Saya thought he was immersed in grief and comforted: "Lin Mo, everyone doesn't want to be like this, I hope you can cheer up!"

"I know! Gao Cheng thank you!" Lin Mo said with a sad tone.

"Lin Mo, I have something to explain. I will ask you to help and take care of Li in the future. We are actually nothing! Finally, please do me a favor..." Jing Haoyong pointed to the railing in the distance and said, "Where did I fall? The impact will probably damage the head."

"What are you talking about?" Miyamoto Rei couldn't believe it, and would never say such a thing.

"Enough! Li! I don't have much time, and I don't want to be the kind of ghost outside who only knows to eat people! Wow..." Yong exclaimed loudly, and the next moment, a lot of blood came out of his mouth. Stained the ground red.

"Yong..." Rei Miyamoto cried in pain as she watched Yongman rolling around.

"Lin Mo, help...me...I, I want to keep...hold myself at the last moment!" Eternally anguished begged, his face was so ugly that his eyes were full of blood.

"I understand! Gaocheng, take Li down!" Lin Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the discomfort in his memory. He didn't have so much time to waste here, if he didn't want to die.

"No...no! It's always special, it won't happen! Please!" Miyamoto Rei stood in front of Lin Mo and pleaded.

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Chapter 8 Slap in the face

"Sister Rei! Accept the facts!" Saye Gaocheng grabbed Rei Miyamoto's arm and dragged it out. She also understood Rei. If it were Lin Mo, she would definitely be like Rei Miyamoto.

"No--! No way!" Miyamoto Rei and Gaocheng pulled each other, and Yongya finally vomited a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes completely, the red blood bar was cleared, and the black blood bar began to rise. stand up.

"Yong, I haven't had time to satisfy your last wish, sorry!" Lin Mo made a crisp sound at the joints of his hand, looking at Yong who had become a dead body and stood up swayingly.

"No... how could..." Seeing Yong's virtue, Miyamoto was completely desperate, and the miracle did not happen after all.

"Farewell!" Lin Mo said silently. When the dead body rushed over, he rushed forward first, hitting the dead body on the head with a stick, and there was a bang, blood splashed out...

"Why, why..." Rei Miyamoto fell limp and died, Yongzhen was completely dead, and could no longer stand up.

"He is no longer eternal, but a dead body or a zombie!" Lin Mo explained.

"Really? It's better to become something like that with Yong instead of stealing a living! And, what do you know about Lin Mo? That's the case, what's the matter! You actually hate Yong, right? Because I'm working with Yong He associates..."

Rei Miyamoto suffered a mental blow. She felt as nervous as Lin Mo swiped the club without any hesitation, and along the way, she was rather indifferent to Yong. She obviously stretched out her hand so well, but she was bitten by something like that. ...

"Fuck!" Before Miyamoto was finished speaking, Lin Mo could not bear a slap in the face. It is true that Miyamoto was right, but what happened?