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Chapter 360 The Doomsday Demon Guards Me 7
However, Xia Ling's luck was really bad. As soon as she turned around, a middle-aged zombie suddenly appeared in the alley where she had been.

This middle-aged zombie is not as convulsive and nauseating as those large groups of zombies just now, nor is it as eye-catching as the zombie boy sitting on the front cover of the car.

This zombie, in terms of feeling, is smarter than the former and slower than the latter.

Thinking about it, it should be the first mid-level zombie that Xia Ling saw after entering the fourth plane.

However, the gray-white pupils of this mid-level zombie were falling on Xia Ling, and all the emotions were all over his face.

Without that kind of madness, nor that kind of hysteria, with an expression that seemed to be rigid and gentle, he walked towards Xia Lingchuan.

"..."

What the hell is this zombie's expression?

Xia Ling retreated step by step, this middle-aged zombie who suddenly appeared was a bit too gentle.

In my memory, zombies and humans are natural enemies, and the two sides will never die. If you want to see humans and zombies coexist peacefully, it is simply a fairy tale, idiotic dream!
For some reason, watching this scene and staring at the zombie with a soft expression, Xia Ling's mind suddenly flashed the image of the original owner wearing a tattered shirt and squatting beside the electric pole with his arms folded under the sun.

At that time, the tens of thousands of zombies there seemed to be the same as they are now, and when they contacted the original owner, they were gentle.

This kind of gentleness is not the harmony among zombies, but more like a kind of enjoyment, a kind of liking, a kind of unconscious greed controlled by nerves.

In short, treating Xia Ling is not as crazy and hysterical as treating other human beings. They regard Xia Ling as a treasure, or a kind of salvation?
However, Xia Ling didn't know.

Baby and redemption are obviously too much, the redemption of zombies should be killing.

Seeing that the middle-aged zombie kept approaching, without any intention of stopping, Xia Ling's black eyes darkened slightly, and he was about to choose a good time to pass through the alley next to him.

After all, no matter how gentle this zombie is, it is still a mid-level zombie, and the peaceful coexistence of zombies and humans is really a fantasy.

Above the doomsday, this kind of thing has never happened before, unprecedented.

The middle-aged zombies kept approaching, and Xia Ling was ready to escape at any time.

At this moment, a gray-white figure suddenly swayed in her eyes. Before Xia Ling could see the figure clearly, the lazily sitting on the hood of the car suddenly appeared in front of her.

His speed was faster than the fastest speed Xia Ling had ever seen so far. The flashing afterimage, full of incomparable speed, suddenly appeared here without anyone noticing it.

This kind of speed is even twice as powerful as the speed of those sky-defying supernatural beings in the doomsday era.

As if he could imagine, he sprinted in the crowd, and shuttled through the crowd with the only afterimage.

Han Heyi's slender and thin figure stood in front of Xia Ling, but his back was facing Xia Ling.

The handsome figure of the young man appeared here, with a look of laziness and tiredness, as if he hadn't been active like this for a long time.

He stared at the middle-aged zombie in front of him, his beautiful gray eyes were cold and lazy, just like his personality.

He didn't speak, but just stared at the middle-aged zombie.

Among the zombies, the way they transmit information is different from that of humans, and they communicate in a way that belongs to them and cannot be detected by humans.

High-level zombies, for low-level and middle-level zombies, most of the communication is orders.

The young man's frail figure was reflected in Xia Ling's black eyes. With the middle-aged zombie turning around and leaving, Xia Ling's beautiful black eyes instantly became dark and incomprehensible, but more of them still filled the depths of his eyes. Vigilance everywhere.

In this doomsday chaotic world, it is really not easy to be chaotic.

(End of this chapter)