Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

When Mo'er heard the rapid sound of gongs coming from the village at the foot of the mountain, he immediately ran down the mountain.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, we swept our minds. The villagers gathered under the big locust tree. Dozens of torches illuminated the clearing in every detail!

A few dozen meters in front of the crowd, the white-haired zombie in official uniform stared at the group of people with eyes without a trace of emotion. His nose was twitching, as if he was looking for something.

Mo'er's heart moved. Could it be looking for the spiritual spring water? Perhaps it was a little afraid of the torch, so it didn't take the next step.

When it saw Mo'er suddenly appear, its face changed obviously and showed a longing expression.

The villagers were also shocked. How did Li Moer come in front of them? It seemed like she appeared suddenly. Was this the magic power of Bi Niu Wen?

Mo'er suddenly had an AK-47 in his hand. The zombie looked at Li Mo'er. Suddenly, it seemed no longer afraid of the torch, perhaps because of its eagerness, it ignored the torch. From a distance of over a hundred meters, it leaped over thirty meters in a single bound. Without hesitation, Mo'er raised the AK-47, switched it to burst mode, aimed at the white-haired zombie, and pulled the trigger. The flames from the muzzle made everyone in the village shudder.

The villagers were both excited and scared. They were excited because Bi Niu Wen had returned and the villagers had someone to rely on, no longer being rootless and bullied by others.

The fear was that Bi Niu Wen would be no match for her and would harm her. People clutched their pickaxes and shovels tightly. If Bi Niu Wen was no match for them, then these old folks in Xiao Li Village would risk their lives to protect Bi Niu Wen and Li Mo'er. As long as they were there, the people of Xiao Li Village would not starve or freeze!

The weapon in Moer's hand was still spewing flames, and bullets were fired at the white-haired zombies as if they were free. However, something happened that Li Moer and the villagers could not believe.

The bullet hit the white-haired zombie like a thick steel plate, sending up sparks. Whether it was the pain or the challenge to its dignity, the white-haired zombie roared!

Mo'er's heart sank. She didn't believe it, so she threw away the AK47 and stretched out her hand. A rocket launcher appeared in her arms. She aimed and fired, and the bullet swirled and flew towards the zombies.

The villagers were completely petrified. What the hell was that Mo'er carrying? Was it the legendary bazooka? How could Bi Niu Wen even get something like that? Holy crap!

At this moment, Old Man Wei led five members of the National Security Department and rushed down the mountain. They saw the tongue of fire from afar and heard the sound of "da da da". They guessed that it must be Li Moer and the white zombie fighting.

Li Moer blew the white-haired zombie ten meters away with a rocket, and it lay on the ground motionless.

The villagers cheered. "It must be Bi Niu Wen's boundless power, even better! Now our lives are safe!"

Old Man Wei and his group came to Mo'er, and Old Man Wei said, "Will the bazooka work on it?"

Mo'er said, "I don't know yet. Let's wait and see!" Suddenly, Xiao An shouted, "It's moving! It's moving!"

The white-haired zombie, standing in a large letter shape, moved its arms and then stood up. It glanced at Li Moer, turned around, and jumped into the mountain, covering dozens of meters in each jump.

How could Mo'er let it run away? He flashed to a position fifty meters in front of the white-haired zombie, took aim, and shot. The rocket flew towards the zombie with flames. The zombie saw that it was coming again, so he jumped thirty meters high. The rocket passed through the white-haired zombie's feet and whizzed towards the large group of people at the village entrance.