The old attack of rebirth is a sick and tender monster

One after another, a few people rushed in from the No. [-] compartment, with more or less blood or wounds on their bodies, and locked the door tightly with a horrified expression.

The boy's companion was wondering why so many people came running over all of a sudden, so he listened carefully. He could vaguely hear wailing and biting not far away.

He was about to complain to the young man, when he saw the young man trembling in the seat, bent like instant noodles before soaking, his pupils shrunk, and he looked very strange.

The perception of danger made him subconsciously want to stay away from the boy, but the boy suddenly jumped up and opened his mouth to bite his body.

The companion was so frightened that he closed his eyes. It has to be said that it is the instinct of the body to subconsciously deceive oneself in the face of things that he does not want to face.

He thought he would be cold, but the exposed skin was suddenly splashed with warm liquid. He opened his eyes cautiously, only to find that the boy had been cut into two pieces, cut off from the neck, and his head fell to the ground Rolling around, bleeding all over the place.

companion:"……"

Passengers around: "Ah, ah, dead!"

The companion turned his head and saw that the man who looked white, clean and gentle was trying his best to get into his partner's arms, and the fierce man also patiently patted his head with one hand, and held a bag with the other hand. Take a bloody hatchet.

Seeing him looking over, Qi Muhe blinked his wet eyes and let out a soft "beep".

Xingchao immediately pressed his head into his arms and patted his head, "Don't cry, baby."

Others probably thought he was perfunctory, but in fact, he was thinking back to the moment when Lao Gong subconsciously took out a small ax and threw it at his neck, although the ax was forcefully thrust into his hand by the other party soon.

Perhaps it was too obvious that the character set collapsed, Xingchao lowered his head and looked at Qi Muhe in his arms with doubts in his eyes.

Qi Muhe's cheeks were slightly red, and he said coyly, "What are you looking at?" His tone was well grasped, half shy and half coquettish, it made one's bones crisp, and it seemed that he had specially practiced it.

Xing Chao said blankly, "Look at my man."

Qi Muhe's cheeks became even redder, and his tone was turbulent: "I love you~"

Well, it still looks very weak, Xingchao once again put a tenth-level boyfriend filter on himself, telling himself that Lao Gong is a weak chicken.

At this time, some people around had already begun to cry softly, and they were faintly moving towards the direction of Star Tide. In this environment, it was a very normal behavior to cling to someone who seemed to have a strong force value.

A girl broke down and yelled: "What the hell are they? I just want to go home!"

The woman next to her comforted her: "Don't worry, the door is closed."

Someone snorted coldly: "Who knows if anyone here has been bitten." You must know that they saw with their own eyes just now that the people who were bitten turned into people who were neither human nor ghost.

The atmosphere in the carriage froze for a while, and seeds of doubt were planted in their hearts.

After a while, someone said with a trembling voice: "Who was bitten, can he stand up consciously?"

Standing up is a dog leash, so no one answered at all.

The man looked at Xingchao, attracted the firepower to him, and said sharply: "Why do you have these weapons on you?! Did you already know that there would be those monsters in the carriage?!"

The small ax was seen by everyone, even the silent flight attendant showed some doubts in the eyes.

Xingchao snorted coldly, there was nothing to explain, and he wasn't going to explain, he just had to say coldly, "None of your business."

Then no matter what happened next, he kept an indifferent face, and naturally someone came over to show his kindness and ask for help.

Qi Muhe grabbed Xingchao's wrist, raised his head, his eyes were full of unpredictable emotions, "Little Xingxing, do you want to help them?"

"Yeah." Xingchao rubbed Qi Muhe's head, pierced the heads of those zombies with Qi Muhe's scalpel, and then asked a strong man to pile up the corpses in a corner, and the remaining uninfected humans leaned against the side of the carriage. the other side.

Xingchao in the other carriages couldn't control him anymore, he put his arms around his partner, closed his eyes and took a short rest.