"Hahahaha! Who said he couldn't die? If I want him dead, he can only die!"

Hearing Wu Cheng's grief-stricken voice, Qing Lang finally found a sense of pleasure. He laughed wildly and said:

"Not just him, but even you are going to die, hahahaha, you idiot, you don't need to leave any last words. If it weren't to see you morons' reactions, I would have killed you a long time ago. Did you think he could survive? Now, all of you die, and then turn into zombies to help me!!!"

Saying that, Qing Lang raised the dagger in his hand, and with a grim smile, strode forward, slashing the dagger at Wu Cheng's neck. As for Wang Li—he was already dead, no need to waste energy!

Even without activating skills, Qing Lang's speed was quite fast. Wu Cheng was also holding Wang Li in his arms, so if he wanted to dodge, he had to drop him.

Even though Wu Cheng also knew that Wang Li was actually dead, he still didn't let go of him, just staring fiercely at Qing Lang...

"Shua!"

Just as Qing Lang's dagger was about to slash across Wu Cheng's neck, a battle blade fell from the sky, directly splitting towards Qing Lang's head. Qing Lang was shocked. The speed of this blade was actually not much slower than his own.

He couldn't care less about killing people, and quickly flashed his body, directly leaving his position, retreating to the other end of the watchtower, looking at the suddenly appearing Ding Ning, a sinister smile appeared on his face:

"The lackey came out? Hmph! Then let me kill you first!"

"Lackey?"

Ding Ning couldn't help but be stunned, but then he ignored Qing Lang, and instead turned to look at the dying Wang Li.

Looking at Ding Ning's eyes, Wang Li suddenly smiled, and then nodded:

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

The blade in Ding Ning's hand flashed, and it had already pierced into the top of Wang Li's head. Wang Li's body instantly stiffened, and his eyes burst out with brilliance, but then dimmed...

"You..."

Ding Ning's movements were too fast, Wu Cheng didn't react at all, and Wang Li was already dead. He lowered his head to look at the already dead Wang Li, and then looked at Ding Ning, who was still staring at Qing Lang, wanting to say something, but in the end, he didn't know what to say.

He himself also knew that Wang Li must be dead, the shocking wound in the chest at the heart clearly told him this, but because Wang Li died to save him, he was unwilling to accept all this in his heart.

"The enemy is still here, I don't have time to chat with you, put down Wang Li's body, go to other watchtowers to help, our people are fighting!!!"

Ding Ning stared at Qing Lang, and said.

Wu Cheng was stunned, and then he heard a lot of shouts and screams around him, and then he turned to look at the other watchtowers.

The sentries who had been killed by Qing Lang before had now turned into zombies. However, because Wu Cheng discovered Qing Lang, and also sounded the alarm, everyone, especially the combat personnel, were awakened from their dreams.

Otherwise, they would be bitten and killed by their former teammates in their sleep, and then turn into zombies, entering a cycle that might destroy the prison base in a very short time...

However, although because of Wu Cheng, all the combat personnel woke up, and the prison was brightly lit, they could clearly see the zombies that the sentries had turned into.

But after all, these combat personnel had not experienced much combat, especially when they were awakened when they were in the deepest sleep, their minds were not clear, and suddenly seeing their comrades rushing towards them, many people did not react in time.

Therefore, most of the zombies transformed from the sentries killed by Qing Lang successfully grabbed a combatant and tore a piece of meat from his body...

"Help!"

Those combatants who were caught by the zombies let out a shrill scream, desperately asking their teammates for help. Their teammates then reacted, and rushed up to pull away the zombies that were tearing and biting.

They all knew very well that the comrades who had become zombies could not be restored, so they could only kill them. However, looking at the familiar faces being pulled away, many people couldn't bring themselves to do it.

"Why is this happening? Isn't this our base, shouldn't it be very safe? Why did Xiao Ming become a zombie?"

Several combat personnel desperately pressed a zombie to the ground, one of them cried out with a sob, the dagger raised high in his hand could not fall for a long time, to pierce the zombie's head!

"Puchi!"

A middle-aged man in his forties next to him saw that he had not killed the zombie for a long time, and even almost got bitten by the zombie several times, so he pulled out the dagger on his leg and stabbed it into the zombie's head, looking at the crying person and said:

"This is the apocalypse, no place is safe! He has become a zombie, he must be killed. If you don't want to become like him, then fight, kill all the zombies in the base!"

"But he is Xiao Ming, why did you kill him???"

That person was still crying, kneeling on the ground and questioning the person who killed Xiao Ming who had become a zombie.

"He's not anymore!"

The man said in his mouth, and he had already climbed down the watchtower and came to another watchtower, climbing up the ladder!

There was a battle going on on this watchtower, and the losses were a bit heavy, because this was the first watchtower attacked by Qing Lang, and the sentry was also the first to die.

When Wu Cheng sounded the alarm, the sentry had already mutated, and rushed into the dormitory, grabbing a sentry who had just woken up to tear and bite!

The others on the bed had just woken up and found their two brothers "wrestling" together, and subconsciously rushed over to pull them apart, and as a result...another person was bitten.

At this time, the last remaining person discovered that the sentry on duty had turned into a zombie, and immediately turned around and rushed out, then closed the door.

Locked in the room were a zombie and two injured people, one of whom was seriously injured and was being torn apart by the zombie, while the other injured person was only bitten on the wrist by the zombie.

He rushed to the door, trying to push the door open, but found that the door had been jammed by the other brother, so he cried and begged:

"Shanzi, let me out! I was just bitten, I won't mutate!"

The person called Shanzi slowly shook his head, still leaning hard against the door.

The person inside slammed a few times desperately, but the door was opening outwards, and Shanzi was using his feet to jam it below, so it was difficult for him to knock it open.

Looking back, looking at the comrade who was seriously injured by the zombie and was dying, this person was anxious. He knew that once that guy died, without his attraction, the zombie that was biting him would turn to attack him, and the dead guy would also join the ranks.

He wasn't sure that he could deal with one zombie, let alone two?

So, he rushed back to his bed, pulled out a watermelon knife from under the pillow, and then rushed towards the door again...