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    Hearing Zhang Lang's cry, He An glared at him: "Put your sister up and sit inside."

    After Zhang Lang moved his buttocks to the side, He Ancai dragged his enlarged right hand and sat in the car.  Zhang Hao heard that He An was still in the mood to play with Zhang Lang and knew that there was no big problem, so he didn't say much after He An settled down and concentrated on driving.

    Shangguan Yaqian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned her head and looked at He An's right hand, which was extremely out of proportion to her body. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Why don't you change your hand to its original appearance?"

    He An smiled bitterly: "I thought so too. Although I can still make some fist-stretching movements, and I feel that the strength of my right hand is at least four times more than usual, it's just that now my entire right hand seems to have no feeling, and the overall pain is felt."  The senses also become very slow.¡±

    As he spoke, He An had already used his left hand to hold the alloy dagger and scratched hard on the back of his right hand.  Although He An used a lot of force, he only made a thin scar on the blue-gray skin of his right hand. Not even a drop of blood flowed out. After a while, even the slight wound was completely healed and disappeared.

    Putting the dagger back, He An sighed: "Although the attack power has been improved to several levels, and if you use the changed right hand to cooperate with my giant sword, you can instantly burst out with extremely strong cutting and destructive power. It's just that the right hand is unconscious.  Later, my control over it became much slower, and I still haven't found a way to change it back to its original shape. Thanks to the excellent stretchability of this combat suit, if I don't use this ability once, it will break a branch.  Sleeves off.¡±

    "Isn't this just like the bone blade that popped out of your palm last time?" Zhang Hao, who heard He An's words, said, "Don't worry, there should be a way to change it back."

    He An said nonchalantly: "Well, even my whole body was like that last time. There should be no problem with just one arm. But the ability of this charging zombie is really strange. It can only change the right hand. I can change my left hand."  I also made a wound and dripped its blood, but there was no change at all. It would be great if both hands could be like this, able to attack, retreat and defend."

    "Hey, that's not bad." Zhang Hao smiled and said: "If both hands become like this, I guess you can only eat bananas."

    Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Shangguan Yaqian burst into laughter, which made He An feel a little depressed.  Only then did he realize that Zhang Hao was saying that he would turn into an orangutan if he did that.

    Trying to retract his right hand back to its normal position, He An suddenly saw Zhang Lang with his head lowered and silent, and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"

    Zhang Lang sighed lowly and said for a long time: "I am mourning the zombie you just killed. That guy must have been an otaku when he was alive."

    "¡­¡­how do you know?"

    He glanced at Su Mengqi faintly, Zhang Lang silently shook his right hand and said, "You don't understand even if I tell you."

    ""

    He An really didn¡¯t know what to say to Zhang Lang, who had basically never had a serious moment, but he admired him for being able to maintain a nonsensical mood in such an environment.  It's better to be fooling around than to be too frightened to move your legs.

    Although this mood is likely to cause him to be killed by zombies or mutated creatures that suddenly appear when he is alone.

    "elder brother¡­¡­"

    He An, who was silently chanting to his right hand to transform back, heard a low childish voice in his ear. He looked up and saw the little girl he had rescued clutching his father's wallet, looking at him timidly with her big moist eyes.  Self: "Thank you."

    Only then did He An take a closer look at the little girl named Yi Ren. Her big eyes, round face, and slightly curled chestnut hair made her look very cute.  Maybe Shangguan Hai wiped her face. After cleaning the tears and snot from her face, this little beauty was indeed a very lovable little beauty.

    Hearing what Yi Ren said, He An subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her head, but as soon as he raised his right hand, he saw Yi Ren's eyes blink slightly.  He An, who secretly cursed himself for being a fool all his life, slowly lowered his changed right hand and apologized to Yi Ren: "I'm sorry, Yi Ren, my brother scared you."

    Biting her lower lip gently, Yi Ren looked at He An with her big eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly stretched out her hand and pressed lightly on the back of He An's right hand: "Brother saved Yi Ren. He is a good person. I am not afraid of brother."

    Yi Ren¡¯s words made He Anxin¡¯s head warm up, and he smiled and said, ¡°I¡¯m very happy that Yi Ren said that. Can I take you to a safe place to wait for dad?¡±

    "Um."

    He An used his left hand to rub the girl's little head, and he laughed softly and said: "The girl is so good, go sit with your uncle first, and my brother will find something delicious for you later."

    Seeing Yiren returning to sit next to Shangguanhai, Zhang Lang immediately became energetic and turned around.Human corpses were arranged there to form a huge line of "sos" distress signals!

    Those corpses of different shapes all have one thing in common, that is, their heads are cracked and their skin is ashen. They must all be zombies that were killed by someone.  It seems that these corpses have not been here for a long time. There are so many bloody corpses here. Except for the fat flies crawling around on the surface of the corpses, there are no mutated creatures to eat.

    Judging from the pile of corpses and the long strips of blood left by people in the supermarket, it must be that the people who turned into zombies in the supermarket were killed by others and then moved out as waste by the survivors inside.  I don¡¯t know who had the idea to come up with such a way to seek help.  It has to be said that the writing made of so many dead bodies is really eye-catching. If a plane flies over, it will be difficult not to notice it as long as the eyes of the people inside are not closed.

    Seeing the pile of corpses, Zhang Hao nodded in agreement with He An's words, then glanced at the wounds on the corpses and whispered: "It seems that there are quite a few of them, and they should also have weapons such as pistols."

    "Another group of survivors." He An took two steps forward: "Do you think they will welcome us?"

    At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly from the window on the second floor of the supermarket: "Stop and don't move, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

    He An glanced at the man's head exposed on the window and replied: "We are not zombies!"

    "Hey, is he really alive?"

    The man upstairs seemed surprised that He An and the others were really alive. He paused and shouted: "What are you doing here? If you want to take refuge, I'm sorry. We don't welcome others here. You can find another place."  !¡±

    "Aha." Zhang Lang let out a strange cry: "It seems they don't welcome us."

    Zhang Hao took a step forward and said loudly: "We are police, and we also have weapons in our hands. If we are together, the chance of survival should be higher. How many people are there in you? It should be okay to add a few of us to such a big supermarket, right?"

    "Police?" The man seemed to have taken out something like a telescope this time. After looking at Zhang Hao, he said in surprise: "Zhang Hao?!"

    The man¡¯s exclamation was not loud, but it was still clearly captured by He An, who had a keen sense of hearing.  After glancing at Zhang Hao, He An smiled and said, "Mouse, you are really famous. This person actually knows you."

    After finishing speaking, He An shouted to the man: "Since you know him, do you think you are also a policeman? Can you make it easier for us to go in first?"

    I thought that 10% of the men would agree this time, but I didn¡¯t expect the man to refuse very decisively: ¡°No, you go somewhere else!¡±

    Shangguan Yaqian was furious at being rejected so directly. She raised her submachine gun and aimed at the wall next to the man to fire a few shots to scare him.  But as soon as she made a move, He An waved his hand to stop her and said, "Wait, there's something going on."

    After listening for a few seconds, He An's pupils shrank: "Uncle Hai, take Yiren back to the car, Su Mengqi, you go in too, something is coming this way!"
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