At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

Bright, unblinding lights illuminate everything in the room.

Messy and varied styles of clothing piled up on the bed, creating a fancy-huggy hill.

Shizuka, who was looking for something in it, remembered Xiao Yong's words, and finally chose a white long-sleeved shirt and an orange checked skirt.

There are no fancy ornaments on the slightly modest clothes.

But on the white shirt that seemed to be about to tear apart, the buttons that were struggling to support were heroes that no ornament could match.

After all, being able to gather two majestic peaks that even Jing Haoyong was amazed by his own strength was an indelible feat for anyone.

Looking at the shirt that was trembling around the snowy mountains between Shizuka's walking and bending, as if it was about to tear in the next moment.

Jing Haoyong had to sigh in his heart, the country's clothes were really good.

Sitting on the bed, he finally put the white and round, fleshy little feet into the little white shoes, and Shizuka, who had been cleaned up in less than a moment, hurriedly threw herself into Jing Haoyong's arms, rubbing her face back and forth, and making a cute snoring sound like a small animal.

"I didn't waste time, did I? Isn't it fast?"

"Yes, yes, Shizuka is the best!" After

feeling that they were all about each other, Shizuka, who had no scruples at all, seemed to be more clingy than before.

Although I used to be coquettish and do some intimate actions, I obviously didn't want to hang on myself all the time now.

"Alright, we can go. With

a flick of her long dark purple hair combed into a high ponytail, Poison Island Tsuneko, who had already finished dressing, took the long knife that Yong handed over.

The black tight-fitting combat uniform wrapped around the tall body full of power, and the eyebrows containing tenderness diluted the heroism brought by the outfit and hairstyle, but it could not weaken the sassy that naturally burst out between the gestures.

"Hiko is so handsome!"

although the relationship between Hiko and Shizuka is very good.

But looking at Shizuka with little stars shining in her golden eyes, it was obvious that it was the first time she had seen a woman dressed like this.

"Indeed!"

Looking at the indifference between the blue eyes, and the fierce momentum exuded from his body, Jing Haoyong also had to admit that at this time, he was handsome.

"Alright, let's go.

As if because of the praise of the two of them, a soft smile bloomed on the cold face of Poison Island Tsuneko, who was like melting ice and snow, and walked forward slowly, standing beside Jing Haoyong like the most loyal guard.

"Since there is nothing to pack, let's go, bring two changes of clothes, by the way, and a bento!"

pinched a handful of soft meat on Shizuka's plump waist, Jing Haoyong finally asked them to check if there was anything else they needed to bring.

After all, on the way to Gaocheng's house, there will be no parking if there are no special circumstances, and the plan is to go to Gaocheng's mansion before the afternoon.

"Hmm~ Let's go, there's nothing to take. "

Hmm. "

Click~

......

"You're so slow!" Saya

Takashihiro, who was already sitting in the car, popped out of the roof of the car, and her amber eyes carefully examined the clothes on the three people's bodies.

When he saw that the three of them were all dressed neatly, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that Jing Haoyong would not be in broad daylight in the house, he would not be ...... serious

She didn't know that she had a substantial relationship with Jing Hao, and observing the clothes on their bodies was just a subconscious idea, and she couldn't tell the reason.

After all, the most wonderful picture she could think of was kissing, Mo Tutu and the like, because in her thinking, Poison Island would definitely not be ...... with him

I don't know where this confidence in her heart comes from, or is it just to comfort herself?

And she didn't focus too much on Shizuka's school doctor.

After all, it's just a confused ...... That's it, with her temperament, she won't be a threat, and she doesn't have the ability to steal her home at all.

Saya Takashiro, who subconsciously began to exclude dissidents in her heart, didn't even know why she did it, but this feeling ......

As if thinking of some bad memories, Saya Takashihiro's pretty face was faintly darkened, and he got into the carriage without saying anything more to them.

"It's coming!" Not

noticing Takajo's abnormality, Jing Haoyong opened the iron door of the villa after Shizuka trotted into the driver's seat.

As the unemotionally undisturbed gaze of the outside gradually moved here, an army-green, beast-like chariot roared onto the road.

Without the slightest mercy, the rolling 'claws' threw away the torso of the zombie that was hit, while some of the unlucky ones were pressed under the 'claws'.

Let the terrifying steel beast roar and crush and trample its body.

The sound of tooth-sore cracking bones echoes through the crowded yet quiet road.

Splashes of dark red blood.

The grinding flesh and crushed bone slag spilled with foul-smelling blood on the hideous and white faces of the other zombies around them.

The blood that flowed down his face was like the silent blood and tears of evil spirits.

Seeing that Shizuka's vehicle had cleared a clearing, Jing Haoyong and Tsumiko glanced at each other, and then strode towards the roaring vehicle in unison.

Da~

"Shizuka is gone!" Jing

Haoyong, who had already jumped to the roof of the car, saw that Tsuiko had already stood beside him, and then half-squatted on the roof without hesitation.

The dark and wriggling spiritual power in the palm of the hand overflowed, gradually wrapping around the shell of the vehicle, condensing a large amount of spiritual power in front and on both sides of the vehicle, forming a pair of 'blades' more than half a meter long, black and sharp, similar to machetes.

Because it is a 'blade' formed by consuming a lot of spiritual power, Jing Haoyong has given this weapon as thin as a cicada's wings a hardness and sharpness that far exceeds that of ordinary cold weapons.

Although Jing Haoyong's spiritual power can be changed and shaped at will, it is not a real physical object after all.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Jing Haoyong would not consume a large amount of spiritual energy to form weapons.

After all, the sharpness and toughness of the weapon after forming it are not to mention for the time being, just the need to continue to output and maintain the shape is a waste of spiritual power.

But the reason for the formation of blades on the vehicle this time is naturally that the gain is greater than the effort.

This military, modified Humvee is highly mobile, and all you need to do is condense some weapons on the vehicle that don't affect the vehicle's movement, and then harvest the zombies.

Although they are just some ordinary zombies, and they don't add much [life], Jing Haoyong doesn't dislike it, just add up a lot, which is definitely much easier than going down to kill yourself.