Chapter 145 (1/2)
”Whoop!”
Lu Chuan breathed a breath, and he just had to rush into the stairs.
Looking at the Chinese Pakistan surrounded by bloodthirsty claws, if it is more than ten seconds slow, the consequences are unthinkable, and no one can escape at that time. Lu Chuan knew that he had no chance to escape even if he met so many bloodthirsty claws.
”Go, go, come on.”
Lu Chuan shouted, let the people still in the building go.
What a joke, the entrance of this subway station is so big that these bloodthirsty claws can be rushed in completely.
It's true. No one here has to think about living.
The people here are scared, but they know how to do it, and they run to the subway station one by one. In the present situation, they can't care if there is danger in it.
Fortunately, there is no corpse here, empty.
The only disadvantage, maybe, is a little black.
Lu Chuan is running in the back, and he must pull away as soon as possible. Otherwise, some bloodthirsty claws will catch up and die.
”We're going to lose another 12 million.”
Lu Chuan has a feeling of depression, this kind of accident, is completely their own pay.
Although depressed, but Lu Chuan still issued several instructions, in the subway station mouth of several dissimilated corpses, they rushed to the ground, holding one of the bloodthirsty claws, is a frenzy.
With their attractiveness, they have successfully attracted the eyes of these bloodthirsty claws.
In hissing, these dissimilated zombies were torn by their claws in less than a minute, and became parts full of ground.
There are five dissimilated corpses, and one and a half million are reimbursed.
Fortunately, the time that I won has made these bloodthirsty claws have no chance to pursue. After they solved the dissimilated corpse, Lu Chuan, who had opened the distance, stopped attracting the attention of bloodthirsty claws.
And other people's corpses, under the instruction of Luchuan, suddenly become the same as other corpses, in a free state.
In this way, these zombies will be placed and kept here.
…………
A beam of light, lit up in the subway track.
Lu Chuan took the lead, jumped off the track from the platform, and then moved in one of the directions.
Luo Changqing had a feeling of being scared. Just now the flying corpse was so overwhelming that they were almost finished.
Fortunately, at least now they can live, and none of them are small.
Looking at the darkness here, only the flashlight in Luchuan's hand is on, and they feel a fear coming up their hearts. Here, what will God know? What if all the corpses are in this subway?
But by this step, there is no room for turning back.
”Go!”
Zhaobeijiang bitterly smiles, now still have the choice?
Others are also bitterly smiling, can only be in the dark, with Lu Chuan brought that light walking. They can't see too much around, the only thing they can do is follow Lu Chuan.
Fortunately, Lu Chuan is slow enough to keep up with them, otherwise, with their physique, someone will definitely be out of line.
However
On the track they can not see, there is a buried corpse lying on the ground from time to time. It doesn't move, but it doesn't mean it is ”dead”. They are only under the instruction of Luchuan and they don't move.
The group of survivors, under the light source in Luchuan's hands, is difficult to find. After all, the light source is limited and can not see other panorama.
Behind this team of more than 50 people, where they can not see, more than 300 second-level dissimilated zombies, they are hanging far away, following the ranks.
This time, the loss of the zombies brought out was not very big, but more was put on the road by Luchuan.
For the stronghold, Lu Chuan played a long-term idea, leaving these zombies, which would help him in the future.