"Sister, why do we have to take leather clothes?" Bai Xiaoxi, holding a drum bag, went out with Bai Ling. At the same time, he took the belt basket that Bai Ling had made for him and hung the sword behind him like Bai Ling. It was much more convenient.

In this way, you can avoid holding it in your hands all the time. Now you can free your hands completely and carry your travel bag.

The longer she followed Bai Ling, the more mysterious she felt. Unconsciously, she became dependent on Bai Ling, as if she could hold the sky down.

"Leather clothes are smooth in texture, not easy to be dirty, not easy to be scratched, the most important thing is good elasticity!" Of course, it's only for real leather.

Bai Xiaoxi was stunned and nodded. It's true that if you are splashing dirty blood, you can wipe it directly. Try your hand. It's even better than his expensive fur coat.

And good elasticity means that even if they make big movements, they won't split, and it won't hinder their flexibility at all. No wonder bailing has to come here even if she has to face hundreds of zombies.

"Where are we going now?"

Bai Ling looked out of the glass window, and there was a small 24-hour supermarket just opposite, but... Bai Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at the things in the shop. It was obvious that they were very scattered. In addition to blood, there were two corpses chopped up in a mess. It seemed that some families were short of food.

"Opposite!"

Listen to Bai Ling's words, follow her eyes, Bai Xiaoxi also saw the twenty-four hour supermarket, suddenly thought of Bai Ling said that tonight's rest thing, "do we spend the night there?"

Bai Ling didn't say much about taking things, so he was ready to go downstairs, but he didn't want to see the door open when they passed a closed door office.

White Creek is not urgent action, white spirit in the hands of the sword has been pulled out, the next second will be directed from the office out of the shadow.

"Hero, don't worry. I'm a normal person. There's no mutation!"

Because of this trembling words, the sword in Bai Ling's hand stopped at the last moment, but the white looking man in his thirties had a wound on his cheek, and the blood was flowing out. Legs a soft actually kneel down.

"Are you all right, old Tang?" But I don't want to see a lot of people coming out of the office one after another. Some of these people may be employees in the store, some may be people who come here to spend, and they are not dead yet.

The so-called Old Tang is the white and fat man in his thirties, covering his face and suffering.

"It's just skin breaking!" Bai Ling directly inserts the sword into the sword cover, looking at the person who is surrounded by a group of people, coldly says.

"How can you do that? I ran here for no reason. Look, what I'm wearing now is from the old Tang shop! You're robbing, you know? " A 30-year-old woman dressed in fashion but with heavy makeup couldn't help yelling at Bai Ling.

Other people can't help talking.

"No, do you know how much you're wearing? Can you afford it? "

"Hum, don't think that if those cannibals appear now, the world will be in chaos. When the police or the army come, you must be brought to justice!"