Chapter 605 Stopping with One Thought (38)

The base in the capital was in chaos at this time. When Mr. Jing was around, all the forces did not dare to move. But now that Mr. Jing is gone, everyone wants to dominate. At this time, the zombies attacking the city are still arguing.

When the zombies finally attacked, they gave up the argument temporarily and hurriedly sent people to the city wall for reinforcements.

Ordinary zombies don't have high combat effectiveness, but they can't handle the large number of people. The zombies pile up and climb up the city wall, which is a tragic and shocking scene.

Superpowered zombies are much more powerful than their superpowered counterparts.

"We can't hold on any longer." A soldier almost cried and backed away.

A person behind him supported his shoulders and said firmly, "If you can't hold on, you have to hold on. There are our relatives behind you."

"...Yes!" Xiaobing mustered up his courage again, picked up his weapon and rushed towards the zombies.

The blood and zombie blood blurred Xiaobing's eyes, and he could only rely on instinct to activate his powers and kill the zombies.

The comrades around him fell one by one, and the city wall was almost completely covered with zombies. Just when he was desperate, there was a sudden violent explosion in front of him.

Countless zombies were blown into the sky, and dust like mist flew all over the sky.

"There is someone in the sky!"

The person next to Xiao Bing suddenly shouted and pointed at the dark sky. The soldier looked up and saw a huge iron sword floating in the air, with a person standing on it vaguely visible.

somebody is coming.

Is he a god?

"Pfft——"

The smile on Xiaobing's face had not yet bloomed, but he suddenly froze. He slowly lowered his head to look, and saw a rotten hand slowly withdrawing from his abdomen. The next second, he felt pain in his neck and completely lost consciousness.

In the air, Shi Sheng watched Zhu Feng throw the bomb, and commented leisurely, "It's useless if you throw it. The range is too small and it's easy to create dust."

These bombs were brought back from the military base, and some were kept in Xia Shu's space. This was the kind of bomb Zhu Feng threw at this time.

"It doesn't hurt to stand and talk." Zhu Feng continued to throw bombs quickly, and the sound of explosions continued below.

Being able to kill so many zombies is already pretty good.

Those zombies with special powers must not be killed by explosions.

Shi Sheng silently took out the energy ball and said, "Watch me show off to you."

Zhu Feng: "..." I'll tell you this if I pretend to be struck by lightning!

Shi Sheng threw the energy ball at the place with the most zombies. When one ball went down, the zombies were blown up to the point where there were no dregs left. The surrounding zombies fell into the pit and were hit by the lightning inside. Although not all dregs were left. He was left, but he couldn't move.

"Purely natural and pollution-free."

Shi Sheng had given them this kind of energy ball before, but they had no chance to use it. Later, Shi Sheng took it back.

Thinking about it now, they simply lost their lives if they didn't blow up this thing.

They are afraid of having such a dangerous thing on their bodies.

When Shi Sheng's energy ball went down, the zombies seemed to have received some instructions and started to retreat.

A large wave of zombies receded like a tide and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

The zombies retreated...

The survivors didn't react for a long time.

Shi Sheng stared at the direction where the zombies disappeared for a moment, then thoughtfully controlled the iron sword to fall into the base.

"This seems to be...Master Jing?"

Jing Zhi is such a handsome person and he is the grandson of Mr. Jing, so he is certainly memorable.

A group of people discussed in lowered voices.

There is happiness in surviving the disaster, and there is also gratitude towards Jing Zhi, and naturally there is also concern about the inappropriate relationship between Jing Zhi and Shi Sheng.

"Young Master Jing and Miss Jing look very good together. They are so eye-catching standing together. They look at zombies all day long, and suddenly seeing such a good-looking person is like eating a big plate of meat."

"They would come back. I really don't understand why they want to be together if they are both so good-looking."

"If it hadn't been for them just now, we would all be gone now. Even if Young Master Jing is with Miss Jing, it won't matter. Who knows how long we can live."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Jing saved our lives in the end."

"...balabala."

"Miss Jing." Han Yu walked out of the crowd, looking quite embarrassed with the blood of someone unknown, "Thank you for just now."

Han Yu knew who was in charge, and Jing Zhi obeyed Jing Xi's advice. It was better to talk to Jing Xi directly than to talk to Jing Zhi.

Shi Sheng said honestly, "I'm just showing off to Zhu Feng." Unexpectedly, the group of mentally retarded zombies suddenly retreated.

Han Yu: "..."

Zhu Feng: "..." Why are you showing off to me? I don't want to see it, and my heart is hit hard.

Xia Shu patted Zhu Feng on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Go down first." Han Yu is worthy of being a male protagonist, and he can answer the question calmly despite being so embarrassed.

When Han Yu came back, Mr. Jing was seriously ill. Because Shi Sheng had brought Zhao Weiwei back before, Han Yu kept his promise. When Mr. Jing was seriously ill, the Han family's team stood by Mr. Jing's side.

After Mr. Jing's death, the Han family got a blessing in disguise and had more say in the base than before.

He stood up and took the people away first, and it was hard for others to say anything.

"Miss Jing, are you going back to the base this time?" Han Yu drove the car himself, with just the right attitude, not making anyone feel uncomfortable or losing his identity.

"Going to funeral."

Han Yu understood instantly and didn't ask any more questions.

Send a group of people to a cemetery in the base. This used to be a cemetery. After the base was built, it was not renovated. Some people who died in the war were buried here. Because there was not enough space, it seemed that there were tombstones everywhere. , very messy.

Mr. Jing naturally occupies a piece of land, and the tombstone is much better than others.

Han Yu was waiting for them outside the cemetery. During this period, people kept coming to him. By the time Shi Sheng and the others came out, Han Yu had already taken care of several things.

Xia Shu spoke on behalf of the group, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for bringing us here. Mr. Han can go and take care of things first. Young Master Jing wants to go back to the villa to have a look."

Han Yu frowned slightly and hesitated, "Over there at the villa..."

Shi Sheng looked at Han Yu. He lowered his head and couldn't see the emotions in his eyes clearly. After a while, he said, "I'll send you there."

When she arrived at the villa, Sheng knew why Han Yu was acting like that.

The villa is tightly guarded, with one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps. Not even a fly can fly in.

Han Yu had a special pass, and Jing Zhi was the grandson of Mr. Jing. These people did not dare to stop them and could only let them in, but there were guards with guns following them into the villa.

The lobby of the villa was very messy, with all kinds of messy things. The things that Mr. Jing liked during his lifetime were also thrown on the ground casually.

There are also some things from Jingxi that are even more terrible to look at.

"Why are the guards here so tight?" Xia Shu frowned and asked Han Yu. Mr. Jing has passed away, so why is his villa so tightly guarded?

Shi Sheng had already guessed something, but Xia Shu and Zhu Feng couldn't guess it, so they were very confused and strange about it.

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