Chapter 122

Seven of them, aged between 25 and 30, had the same style of clothing.

The other three, between the ages of 30 and 35, wear different clothes, but they are made of the same material. If Bai Ling is here, he will be very surprised, because they are level 3 powers. It's incredible. Ordinary people begin to break out powers. The better ones are like Bai Xiaoxi. They become level 1 powers, but they suddenly appear level 3 powers, It's unheard of!

The remaining five, a handsome man, aged 26, with sharp eyes, were dressed in a very casual but decent black suit. He had nothing else in his hand, but with a wave he saw the zombies in front of him fall to the ground one by one.

And there is a small black spot on the forehead of those fallen zombies, on which you can see a touch of cool air. It's ice needle! This requires the ability to be controlled to the extreme.

This person's ability is only level 2.

At this time, next to him was a 24-year-old man with gold glasses, who was pretty and similar to him. The man's power level was normal, level 1, and he said loudly, "brother, we can't support it any more. Let's withdraw!"

"Shen Jue, are you out of your mind?" Behind them, they were protected by a three-level power man with a big body. She was plump, with a gun in her hand and a Western sword at her waist. She was very gorgeous and dressed in a big wave. She showed the second level power. At this time, she said coldly, "this is the Zombie we have gathered so easily. How can we give up so easily?"

"Sister Shen Yue, I... I think brother Shen Jue is right... There are too many zombies A 15-year-old girl in a small skirt, with a bobhead and a lovely face, holding a doll, is protected by a shorter Level 3 psionic. At the same time, there are two level 1 psionic beside her.

At this time, the child was obviously very afraid, with a trace of fear in his big round eyes. After all, she is only a level 1 psionic and has no attack power.

"Xin'er!" The man named Shen Jue pushed his glasses and said, "come closer!"

"Xin'er, don't you forget that brother Wen will pass this road. If we kill more zombies, he will be safer!" The woman named Shen Jue's eyes were firm. Seeing that there was no bullet in her gun, she pulled out her Western sword and cut off the hands that attacked her zombie.

The blood spattered on her, Shen Yue's beautiful eyes flashed.

Mentioning the word "elder brother Wen" made the 15-year-old Shen Xin's eyes brighten, and his hand holding the doll tightened a little. It seemed that he was not afraid any more. A very innocent smile was slowly raised in the corner of his mouth. "I almost forgot, en, we are making way for elder brother Wen! Shen Shi, don't protect me here. Go out and kill the zombie! "

"No, miss, I have to keep you safe!" Shen Shi, thin as a monkey and armed with a machine gun, is one of the three third level powers.

Shen Xin seems to be a little unhappy. He has a small mouth and looks more lovely.

Half an hour later, Bai Ling and Bai Xiaoxi could see a group of black zombies in the car, blocking the road, and the sound of explosion kept coming.