Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, one of the birthplaces of Chinese civilization, has endowed the city with high-speed development with rich human geography. Today, Jinling has successfully entered the new first tier cities, with a population of nearly tens of millions. However, there is a soul that does not belong to it, and quietly arrives.
Rain flower street, cars like water, people like tide, until noon, the street by the new and old community, that does not belong to the soul here, slowly drift into this ordinary community.
Like glass like eyes open, looking at the ceiling that has been slightly dark yellow, the master of the eyes moved.
If the action without thinking is like rabbit, the spirit is angry, it is like a paralyzed patient for ten years. The person's fingers gently twitch, then move again, it has been ten minutes, and the strange soul can adapt to the old body.
The quilt covered by Bruce Lee was lifted slowly. The white quilt cover was once Bruce Lee's favorite color. He struggled to support his still limpid body, and slowly approached the bedside. Bruce Lee stretched out his single hand in the air and pulled it several times. Finally, he put up the table beside the bed when he was about to rest.
The finger was clasped at the corner of the table, and the body was moving constantly. Half of the body was about to reach out of the bed, and finally touched what he wanted on the table.
A small rectangular red box with two big words on it, "Nanjing".
Bruce Lee held the cigarette in his hand and gave a long breath. This Nanjing smoke, Bruce Lee has not been smoking for nearly five years.
"Poop!"
Suddenly, his arm was weak, and his suspended body was no longer supported, and he fell directly to the ground. But Bruce Lee didn't cry, because the cigarette was firmly held in his hand by Bruce Lee.
Gasping, as if the old man, slowly straightening his body, paralyzed against the bed.
Hands still tremble, open the cigarette box that has been pinched, pull a wrinkled cigarette from it, Bruce Lee forcefully in his mouth, teeth dead and bite cigarette butts, as if someone would snatch.
Touch the lighter under the pillow, open the cover, and slide the fire wheel with your thumb.
"Bares, bares, bares"
Kung Fu is not a heart-bearing person, in Bruce Lee is about to go mad, the fire, finally ignited.
Close to the cigarette, Bruce Lee exhausted the last strength of his body, and the weak flame was directly sucked into the cigarette.
"PATA"
The lighter completed its mission and was left by Bruce Lee.
The body was more paralyzed, Bruce Lee seemed to be a mud, leaning on the edge of the bed, leaving the strong smoke hovering in the lungs.
Smoke from the nostrils, blocked Bruce Lee's face, but also let Bruce Lee's consciousness fall into darkness.
"Kill
In the sea of blood.
A group of people were surrounded by tens of thousands of corpses.
Bruce Lee, with his body hunting group, was struggling to break through the convoy in the heavy siege of the corpse.
Bruce Lee can't remember how many dead people have been killed. Every step forward, there will be a corpse falling!
"Hold on! We can reach the team as long as we break another 200 meters. "
Bruce Lee turned back and shouted to the exhausted players, his original face was covered with the blood of the corpse, black and brown, and he was very ferocious.
"Be careful, boss!"
The player pushed Bruce Lee away, and cut it back towards Bruce Lee. The light of the knife flashed through and the corpse was different.
The team moved slowly, and when there was a hundred meters from the team, Bruce Lee could not think of a scene appeared!
The king of the dead!
This should have been in the 100000 level funeral tide can only appear, I do not know what reason actually appeared in only 10000 zombies tide!
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It is nearly three meters tall, and its blue and purple muscles are like a python
Like a plate on the body, eyes red, each finger is long dark black nails, like a steel knife, reflected in the sun like a metal light.
The Zombie King also found Bruce Lee, and found the group of human evolutioners who were killing in the zombie!
Without any hesitation, the Zombie King waved his steel knife like nails and ran to Bruce Lee at a very fast speed!
Dong, Dong, Dong!
Every step forward, the Zombie King was hit by its heavy body, and the ground was smashed into small pits!
It's too fast!
Get to make Bruce Lee have no time to respond!
When Bruce Lee is still more than ten meters away, the corpse king suddenly stepped on his feet and pressed the ground, and the ground was directly depressed for more than half a meter!
With the rebound, like a shell, straight to Bruce Lee!
Still in the air, he waved his claws, straight to Bruce Lee's neck, but he wanted to cut Bruce Lee's head off!
"What to do?"
"In! As a five-level evolutor, I'm afraid that I can't hold on to a few moves under the attack of the Zombie King! "
"Back! Give all the life of the teammates behind him to the Zombie King. When it finishes solving the teammates, the next one is himself! "
The Zombie King did not give Bruce Lee much time to think about, blinking to Bruce Lee in front of him, quickly waved his claws!
Bruce Lee waved his knife in his hands.
Dang!
A sound of metal collision, in this bloody battlefield, is very harsh!
Bruce Lee was shaken by the great power of the Zombie King.
"It is too powerful. If it goes on like this, all the people in the corpse hunting group will die here!"
Bruce Lee didn't think, shouting to his teammates behind him.
"Let's go!"
"I hold the king of the dead!"
"If you can go back alive, please take care of Wan'er for me!"
Bruce Lee's tearing voice was ringing in the ears of every player!
"Boss!"
"You go first, I will control the king of the zombie!"
Bruce Lee didn't look back. He knew who the voice was.
Xiaoshuang, the half-year-old Bruce Lee was rescued in the funeral body of the group in the early days of the last.
Six years later, the child who only cried in the face of the corpse became a hard man with a strong iron bone. He never felt soft in the face of the corpse or human being!
Other players also scrambled to say things like letting the boss go first.
"Shut up
"If you have my boss in your heart, you will give me all!"
Bruce Lee said, staring at the king of the dead in front of him, cutting iron and cutting nails.
"I am the only one who is a five-level evolutioner here, only I can hold the Zombie King. Go away. Do you want all the people in the corpse hunting group to die here!"
"Boss. If you die here, I will avenge you! "
Xiaoshuang eyes with tears, firmly and incomparably said this sentence, turned around and waved, with the corpse hunting group to continue to rush to the team!
Bruce Lee was relieved to watch the corpse hunting group continue to chop and kill the corpse and rush out towards the convoy.
Holding the knife in his hands, he stared carefully at the king of the corpse. Bruce Lee knew why the king had not continued to attack.
The Zombie King seems to have a quick blow, but it does not cause much damage to Bruce Lee. On the contrary, the Zombie King, a nail on his left hand was cracked because of the violent impact just now!
The king of the zombie watched the team break through the crowd and became impatient.
All of a sudden!
The corpse King quickly ran to Bruce Lee, trying to cross Bruce Lee and head straight to Xiaoshuang who was approaching the team!
If Bruce Lee wants to escape, there may be a chance to break through the encirclement, but then, Xiaoshuang they will die in the hands of the Zombie King!
"Kill
Bruce Lee did not choose to run away, but ran directly to the king of the zombie, and several jumps were in the way of the king!
It is not that the Zombie King is afraid of Bruce Lee, but in its eyes, Bruce Lee does not have that group of people important!
"Ouch!"
The funeral king saw Bruce Lee stop in front of him, and there was a blood lust in his eyes. He didn't bypass Bruce Lee again. It seemed that Bruce Lee was angry by this move. The speed quickly accelerated and rushed to Bruce Lee!
Bared!!
The Zombie King moves his claws together, and a sharp nail is applied, and he cuts it towards Bruce Lee's shoulder and thigh!
Bruce Lee was nervous, saw the Zombie King attack with his two claws, and quickly knelt to avoid the claws that he had grabbed from his shoulder, and at the same time, the knife in his hand was stuck on the side of the body!
"Bang!"
Bruce Lee did not completely block the attack of the Zombie King.
The funeral King hit angrily. Although he was blocked by Bruce Lee, he hit the knife with great force, bending the blade instantly and directly on Bruce Lee!
"Poof!"
Bruce Lee was shot by this great force, people in the air, a breath of blood out!
In the distance, Xiaoshuang, who was about to break through the encirclement, saw Bruce Lee, who was shot by the corpse king, even though he was ignoring the approaching team, Qi Qi turned to kill Bruce Lee!
"Run
"Don't come back!"
"Do you want me to die in vain!"
Bruce Lee could not wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and watched Xiaoshuang turn their guns and come back to rescue themselves, and cried out eagerly.
"Boss!"
Xiaoshuang tears immediately overflow the eyes.
"Go! Don't mind me! "
Bruce Lee burst out a last roar, as if in a cry for Xiaoshuang.
With this roar, Bruce Lee seems to forget that he was seriously injured by the king of the zombie. As soon as his feet landed, he waved his long knife and killed the king again!
"Kill
Bruce Lee was free from the sky, and his knife waved towards the neck of the corpse king!
"Poof
Like a steel knife like nails, through Bruce Lee's back, a left and right inserted in Bruce Lee body on both sides.
Bruce Lee did not hide, nor block, he knew that he was not dead, Xiaoshuang they would certainly come back to save themselves, so, no one wants to live!
"Go!"
"You go, I'm dead! Let's go
Bruce Lee looked at Xiaoshuang and others in the distance and looked at himself, tears burst into tears!
Hands burst out of the last strength, tightly holding the corpse King's arms!
"Go
"Don't let the boss die in vain!" Xiaoshuang wipe tears on his face desperately, but somehow, it is always not clean.
Although the body trembled because of the loss of blood, Bruce Lee still held the hands of the king of the corpse. For a while, the king did not break away!