Apocalypse Rebirth: Chief, Don’t Move!

"Sister, why do we have to take leather clothes?" Bai Xiaoxi hugged the bulging travel bag, and then went out with Bai Ling with satisfaction, and at the same time took the sword-made belt basket prepared by Bai Ling for him, learning Bai Ling's appearance Hanging the sword behind is really more convenient.

This avoids holding it in your hands all the time, now both hands can be completely vacated, and carrying a travel bag is no problem.

The longer she followed Bai Ling, the more she felt mysterious, and she became dependent unconsciously, as if she could withstand the sky falling.

"The leather coat has a smooth texture and is not easily dirty or scratched. The most important thing is good elasticity!" Of course, this is only for the leather coat.

Bai Xiaoxi froze, nodded, really, if it was splashed with dirty blood stains, just wipe it directly, try to feel, it was better than his previous valuable leather coat.

And good elasticity means that even if they make big moves, they will not crack, and they will not hinder their flexibility at all. It is no wonder that Bai Lingjie has to come here even in the face of hundreds of zombies.

"So where are we going now?"

Bai Ling looked out the glass window, there was a small 24-hour supermarket just opposite, but. . . Bai Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at the things in the shop, which were obviously very scattered. In addition to the blood stains, there were actually two corpses of zombies that were cut off. It seems that some people are running out of food.

"opposite!"

Listening to Bai Ling's words and following her gaze, Bai Xiaoxi also saw the twenty-four hour supermarket, and suddenly thought of Bai Ling's rest tonight, "Do we stay there overnight?"

Bai Ling didn't say much and was ready to go downstairs with something, but he didn't want to stop by when they passed by an office with the door closed.

Bai Xiaoxi was still in a hurry. The sword in Bai Ling's hand had been pulled out, and he waved at the shadow coming out of the office the next second.

"Hero, don't, I'm a normal person, no variation!"

Because of this trembling sentence, the sword in Bai Ling's hand stopped at the last moment, but the thin-looking man in his thirties, who was pure and clean, had an extra wound on his cheek and blood bleed out. Kneeled down with soft legs.

"Don Tang, are you okay!" But I don't want many people in the office to come out one after another. Some of these people may be employees in the store, some may be people who come here to consume, and they have not died.

The so-called Lao Tang is the white and overweight man in his thirties, covering his cheek and suffering a face.

"It's just broken skin!" Bai Ling directly inserted the sword into the sleeve of the sword, and looked at the person surrounded by a group of people who asked for warmth and said coldly.

"Why are you like this? I came here for no reason. Look, what I'm wearing is still in the old Tang shop! You are a robber, do you know?" A 30-year-old wearing fashionable clothes with heavy makeup The women around could not help but scolded Bai Ling.

Other people couldn't help but spoke eloquently.

"No, do you know how much this leather jacket you are wearing? Can you afford it?"

"Well, don't think that now that there are people eating monsters, the world is in chaos. When the police or the army comes over, you must bring you people to justice!"