Host, she just wants to be a villain

The encirclement quickly narrowed, and Yu Jiang and Pang Jin were back to back. Although they were in the snow, there were beads of sweat on their foreheads.

The flute sound in his ears became more and more urgent. Pang Jin glanced to the side worriedly and lowered his voice: "The avalanche is coming. We have to get back to the elevator quickly, otherwise we will all die."

Four of the twelve people had died, and the situation was not optimistic. Pang Jin's arms were a little tired and he could hardly lift them.

"Lin Quan! You take people to the elevator and try to create a gap. Yu Jiang and I will carry it here!"

Pang Jin clenched the hilt of the knife in his hand. Their ammunition had been used up. In the final analysis, it was him who failed to see the situation clearly and brought everyone into a dangerous situation.

He chopped down another one with force, and the blade left traces deep into the bones of the zombie. Blood splashed onto his cheek, making a corroding sound.

"I know you can hear me." Pang Jin suddenly spoke, talking to an unknown person. He had to hold on until rescue came.

The sound of the flute stopped instantly, but the zombies still surrounded them. Yu Jiang was fighting hard on the side. When he heard Pang Jin's words, he kept moving as usual, but paid some attention to the surroundings to prevent the figure in white from appearing to attack them.

Si Buyun stood behind, twirling the flute carved from ice on her fingertips. She didn't reply, but just focused her eyes on the elevator not far away. Her ears twitched slightly, and she said in her heart: "Someone is coming up."

As soon as the elevator door opened, Si Buyun was attacked fiercely. Before anyone could reach her, she was the first to feel the strong wind. She raised her hand to block the attack.

After Guan Songqing heard the siren, he took Du Xingmiao onto the elevator. The circular platform behind him rose, revealing a group of zombies that was larger than the one in the East District. He raised his hand gently, and the zombie group attacked the white figure in the distance. passed.

Du Xingmiao was the fastest and the first zombie to reach Si Buyun.

"This is my latest weapon. Its speed and power are extraordinary. It's rare to be able to compare with the No. [-]." Guan Songqing looked at the two people fighting in the distance quietly, his pupils a little crazy.

He wanted to do this from the first time he met Si Buyun, turn her into the most powerful zombie in the world, capture the human world in a very short period of time, and establish a zombie kingdom.

What a great dream!

I wanted to create a zombie king before, but unfortunately the boss didn’t allow it. I can do it here!

He had a smile on his face, but it looked scary in Pang Jin Yujiang's eyes.

The zombies brought by Guan Songqing trampled those in the East District to pieces. Pang Jinyujiang wiped the flesh and blood off the blade, then walked over and said in unison: "Dean."

After watching for a while, Guan Songqing suddenly frowned. Why do the two people look the same?

Si Buyun could not hurt Du Xingmiao's body, so after a struggle, he forcibly held her neck.

There were a lot of zombies around. She threw the flute in her hand and cut off all the zombies' heads and limbs like harvesting straw. The zombies fell down, and the flute couldn't bear the force and broke into pieces.

Guan Songqing, Pang Jin, and Yu Jiang, who stood aside and watched this scene, had the same expressions.

But Guan Songqing's expression quickly returned to normal, and he just lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.

Pang Jin Yujiang looked down at the embarrassment all over his body, and then at Si Buyun's spotless white clothes. His jaw almost dropped in shock.

They fought for so long and almost died there, but the man didn't even change his position much and easily eliminated the zombies that made their scalp numb.