MTL - Return of the Dead [Holo]-Chapter 20

The sky gradually darkened, and the moon seemed to be thrown into the ink, so blue that no brilliance could be seen.

The crowd walked quickly through the twilight. Their movements were quick and unified, and they could be seen to be trained. Halfway through, Weekend stopped in his tracks. He waved his hand behind him and called the scout captain Come over: "The guild you met is confirmed to be the Mammoth Brothers guild?"

"Confirmed," the other party nodded affirmatively: "They all wear red cloth heads on their arms."

There are not many large-scale guilds in City A, and each guild has its own unique identification mark. The red cloth on the right arm is the mark of the Mammoth Brothers Guild, while Fenghuolin has a black cloth on the left arm. Cloth.

Weekend frowned slightly, "The Mammoth Brothers are a non-governmental organization that started as a gym, and you can also be beaten up by their scout team? You are all fighting competition reserve members, how do you usually train?"

The captain of the scouting team turned blue and white at the weekend, and he explained with some defense: "President, it's not like this. In terms of skills, they are definitely not as good as us, but the seven or eight people in that team have a lot of blood on their bodies. The equipment is all in order.”

The Fenghuo Forest Guild also immediately pulled up the team when they heard the scout's report, and rushed towards the dungeon. These details were also walked along to understand.

"..." Fenghuolin's captain certainly didn't expect such an answer on weekends, he was a little surprised: "You mean, the entire scout team is well-equipped?"

Looking at the scout leader's nod to confirm the weekend, his face became more and more serious. This is really not good news.

Ming Yuechen glanced at Zhou Zhou with a dignified look: "What? You are so worried when a team is fully equipped?"

"Their scout team is equipped with all the equipment, and our main force is not equipped yet. What do you say I am worried about?" Weekend expressed his deep contempt for Ming Yuechen, who is not in charge of his family and doesn't care about daily necessities.

"They're lucky." Ming Yuechen still didn't show any worry on his face, and even said a word of admiration.

On the weekend, he rolled his eyes angrily: "I checked, and the three first-kill dungeons that Mo Ran took are not far from their guild. It is estimated that this Mo Ran has already joined their guild, otherwise, their equipment would not accumulate.

"Are you worried about that person named Mo Ran?" Ming Yuechen seemed to think of something, and laughed. He was originally beautiful, but under the twilight, a gorgeous poppy slowly bloomed.

"Aren't you worried? This person's strength feels too much beyond expectations. If such a person joins the Mammoth Brotherhood, our development should be restricted."

"This is actually the least thing to worry about." Ming Yuechen put his hands in his trouser pockets, squinting at the blue moonlight, with a cold and mocking smile on his lips: "As long as he is a human being, there must be a price, get ready Chips will do."

The location of the three copies is still relatively far from the headquarters of the Mammoth Brotherhood. The straight-line distance is more than five kilometers, in the winding neighborhood, and as the sky dims, more and more people are wandering on the street. Zombies made this trip even more difficult.

The dead themselves are a race derived from zombies, so they are not afraid of being bitten by zombies. Moreover, zombies are naturally afraid of the dead. As long as the dead do not actively provoke the zombies, the zombies will never take the initiative to attack the dead.

Therefore, the densely packed zombies on the street did not pose any threat to Mo Ran and He Yu, but to other humans, this was an insurmountable danger.

On weekdays, Mo Ran might slowly follow these humans to clean up the zombies, paddling water, etc. Anyway, it doesn't matter to her, but today is different.

As long as she thought about meeting Ming Yuechen for a while, her blood couldn't calm down, let alone follow these humans and slowly follow these zombies.

Luo Chen and his group hid behind a building, carefully observed the zombies on the street, and kept discussing which way to cross this block to reach the entrance of the instance as quickly as possible, when Mo Ran suddenly spoke: "Leave it to me here, and you can go directly along the nearest road."

Although Mo Ran and Luo Chen are currently in a cooperative relationship, the Mammoth Brotherhood has discovered in the past few days that Mo Ran will never make any suggestions for their decisions. She has an attitude of absolute cooperation. It's cooperation, it's better to say that she is like a mercenary who takes money to do things.

And now she who spoke suddenly, and the meaning in her words are very surprising.

The vice president, Tsering Sangzhu, showed a look of astonishment on the face of the profound minority: "Sister Mo, what do you say?

Mo Ran didn't say any more, but walked out of the team directly, and walked towards the outside of the street. While walking, she drew out a cold long blade from behind, and when she walked past He Yu, he suddenly He stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm and whispered, "I'll go with you."

Looking up and down at He Yu, Mo Ran didn't refuse, but just told him: "Don't place an order."

Before she finished speaking, her whole body was already splashed out like a piece of light passing by.

Her movements were so fast that the members of the Mammoth Brotherhood didn't realize it at all, and saw a fierce figure rushing into the dense crowd of zombies.

In fact, if you observe carefully, it should not be difficult to find that no matter whether it is Mo Ran or He Yu, when they enter the group of zombies, the zombies will never take the initiative to attack them. After the sharp whistle sounded, these zombies rushed towards the two of them desperately as if they had heard some horn. However, under such a scalp-numbing situation, no one paid attention at all. That's the problem.

Ear-piercing and sharp voices were ripped apart on the dead and quiet street, the city as silent as a tomb was torn open into a noisy opening, and a disgusting rancid smell came out from the opening.

Tsering Sangzhu looked at the zombies running fast in front of him. They were crowded and crowded towards Mo Ran and He Yu. He felt his scalp numb, and the unique smell of zombies floating in the air made him feel He couldn't help but bend down and almost vomited out.

"Hold it." Luo Chen's palm fell on his shoulder. His voice seemed calm, but he could still distinguish the trembling arc beneath that calm voice.

Following the sharp whistle, all the zombies on the street began to move, as if they were dressed up for an appointment, and they carnivaled in the city.

The few people hiding in the alleyway only felt the slippery and greasy dampness behind them. They couldn't even turn around to observe the situation on the street, so they could only swallow their saliva desperately. Fear suppressed.

I don't know how long it has passed, the hustle and bustle on the street has gradually quieted down, and finally quieted down.

Luo Chen has been observing the situation on the street from the beginning, even when the zombies migrated, he forced himself to observe the situation, because he knew that Mo Ran

So, when the tide of corpses on the street outside had passed and only three or two kittens were left wandering around, he said, "Get ready to go."

It wasn't until this time that Luo Chen realized how harsh and unpleasant his voice was, and it was at this time that other people seemed to have found traces of being alive again. Tsering Sangzhu moved towards the place where Mo Ran and He Yu had long since disappeared. After taking a look, hesitantly asked: "Are they... all right?"

Luo Chen was slightly taken aback, there were some things he didn't want to admit, but the truth was like this.

"Let's go, trust them." In the end, he didn't answer Tsering Samdrup's words, but just bypassed the topic.

When there was a street away from the dungeon group, the group heard a sharp whistle on the weekend. The sound was so sharp that it seemed to make the whole night tremble.

Of course, it's not just the night that trembles, but also the zombies lurking in the night.

The main team members of Shanlin Volcano have long been familiar with how to walk within a safe distance. When they lurked into this street, they had already made the best route, but when the whistle rang , Their overall plan suddenly collapsed into a piece of loose sand.

The zombies moved after hearing the wind one by one, turned their heads and began to move towards the whistle. Although their movements were not fast, they quickly broke Feng Linhuo's route.

No matter how well-trained the team was, they had never encountered such a thing. All of a sudden, the entire Fenghuo Forest team was directly exposed to the crowd of zombies.

When he had to fight the hordes of zombies, Zhou Zhou couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "What idiot sent a whistle!!"

Yu'er raised her leg and kicked the zombie pierced by the long sword out. She panted heavily: "The most likely thing is that Mammoth Brothers and other idiots accidentally bumped into something."

Anzu waved the thick knife in his hand and cut the zombies close to him to pieces, and said with a sullen face: "Are they idiots? Even if they want to grab the copy, they have to make such a big noise! If you want to die, you can die, and you have caused so much trouble for others!"

Ming Yuechen raised the blade in his hand, and quickly slid away the head of the nearest zombie. Although the current situation is very bad, but strangely, he had an inexplicable idea—if the whistle was made on purpose How interesting it came out.

Under the blue moonlight, Mo Ran standing on the roof quietly looked at the people in the Fenghuo Forest who were fighting with the zombies on the street. When He Yu turned his head, he saw Mo Ran's pale body in the shadow of the backlight. A strange smile appeared on his skin.