Chapter 50: Death of Jinghao

The width of the decorative strip on the outer wall is less than three fingers, the surface is covered with dust, and the fingers are a little slippery, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb.
Fortunately, the air-conditioning compressor hung on the outer wall provides a good foothold. Luo Ji, like a humanoid spider, clings his body to the smooth outer wall of the building. Relying on the powerful physical properties that are more than double that of ordinary people, he uses his hands and feet quickly Climbed to the fourth floor.
此 Before that, Luo Jie once remembered the location of the classroom where the protagonist Xiao Murao was located. After a few counts of the glass, he quickly found the window of Class B in Grade 2 and strove to grab the air-conditioning compressor's rack.
Sugawara's original clear and clear glass was filled with shocking blood fingerprints. Through the large red that has not completely dried up, you can clearly see that the classroom is a mess.
Several students who did not escape the classroom for the first time curled up in the corner of the room and built a simple protective wall with tables and chairs. A dozen students in school uniforms completely ignored the physical damage under the bloodthirsty impulse. , Constantly hitting that crumbling line of defense.
"Sure enough ..."
Luo Jie realized that his caution was right, and the scene in front of him was like the worst case he had expected—Takajo Saya and Noda Toda had been rescued by his protector player, but Miyamoto was trapped in the classroom. among.
Of course, it is not that other players are unwilling to save Miyamoto. If Luo Jie did not guess wrong, it should be that Miyamoto chose to stay here.
Because behind her, Jing Haoyong sat pale in the corner with a pale face, and his handsome face was covered with fine sweat.
Although the left thigh was simply bandaged, a sunken gap was clearly visible, and the entire trouser leg was completely soaked with blood.
A girl with short hair, after examining Jing Haoyong's injury, showed her horror: "Mr. Miyamoto, Jing Hao is about to die, are we ..."
"No!" Miyamoto held her arms out in front of Jing Haoyong, crying with tears in her eyes: "Never will never become that kind of monster! Never be special!"
A tall boy shouted to Miyamoto, "Don't be capricious! Classmate Miyamoto! Classmate Jinghao is no longer saved! I can understand your mood, but you do n’t think the more it is, the more you should give Jinghao A classmate with a dignified death? "
"No ... it won't!" Miyamoto turned and hugged Jing Haoyong tightly, her eyes full of anticipation: "The teachers should have called the police, the rescue will come soon, and Yong will surely hold on. Yes ... right? Never? "
As if in response to Miyamoto's call, Jing Haoyong, who had not been moving for a long time, suddenly raised his hand slightly.
"Yong! I know you're okay!" Miyamoto Rei grabbed Jing Hao Yong's shoulder with surprise.
At this time, the tall boy before saw Jing Haoyong's mistake, and said in a frightened voice: "Classmate Miyamoto, be careful! He is no longer Jing Haoyong!"
I shouted away Miyamoto, who hadn't even noticed.
Huh!
Jing Haoyong on the ground suddenly opened a pair of blood-red eyes, and leaped sharply on the tall boy, tearing off a large piece of flesh from the other's shoulder.
"Ah-! Help!"
The tall boy grabbed Jing Haoyong's hair, shouting for help, and scrambling desperately instead of it. The wall of the desk that had been crumbling collapsed under the impact of the two of them and a gap broke out.
When the dead bodies in the classroom began to swarm towards the gap, the glass windows on the wall suddenly burst, and the huge sound made all the dead bodies stop moving in unison, and then changed direction and fluttered towards the window with the missing glass. go with.
A figure wearing a black uniform in the Fuji Aesthetics Park jumped in from outside the window sill, and landed steadily in the center of dozens of dead bodies. A simple black-handed samurai sword split in a few moments to the left and right. Silver arc.
As if the picture in the movie is ordinary, all the actions of the dead body are fixed at this moment.
Huh!
As the blade of the uniformed boy flickered, a clear blood line began to overflow between the waist and abdomen of the dead body, and then it was broken into several sections one after another. A pungent smell.
At the same time, the battle between the tall boy and Jing Haoyong, who became a dead body, was divided.
Although He did not end with a tragic return, the tall boy was also sitting on the ground covered with blood, his face was ashamed, and the fear of death was revealed in Muran's eyes.
Luo Luo stepped forward and leaned slightly on the shoulders of the tall boy, revealing a touch of play in his eyes.
"I can understand your feelings ... Trust me, I will give you a method of death full of dignity."
等等 "Wait, I ... I think I can rescue it again!"
At this moment, the tall boy reacted to what Luo Jie said, and grabbed Luo Jie's trousers in horror.
However, the icy knife tip had pierced the top of his head from top to bottom ~ EbookFREE.me ~ so fast that he didn't even feel the slightest pain.
"Sure enough, there is a difference between dead and living ..."
He realized the resistance from the blade, Luo Ji nodded slightly.
[Elite Survivor] titled "Zombie Enemy Attack + 20%" and "Umbrella Public Enemy" + 20% Damage to Umbrella Company Troops and Biological Weapons ", the two effects are perfectly superimposed in this illusion , Making the attack on zombies significantly easier.
And the general zombies need to destroy the head before they can completely die, and these zombies on the ground that have been cut off by his waist have not shown any signs of reactivation so far, obviously they should be the [Zombie Slayer] title obtained in the last fantasy "Zombie Siege" Played a role.
Ignore the attack area and only need to deal more than 100 points of damage to kill the zombies.
虽 Although this special effect seems to be a bit of a rib at the 250-point strength of the E gold weapon [Ming Dao · Blowfish Poison Poison], it will still be a terrible matchless divine skill when facing a large group of zombies.
In other words, except for those special elite monsters and hidden bosses, the huge number of dead bodies that can be seen everywhere in this fantasy have basically not threatened him.
Snapped--!
A clear slapping sound interrupted Luo Jie's thinking.
The short-haired girl who had previously examined the injuries for Jing Haoyong had tears in her eyes, and her right hand was still hovering high in the air.
"It's all because of you! If you kill Jing Haoyong early, Cao Fandameng will not die!"
Hiromi Miyamoto's pretty cheek was slightly red and swollen on one side, but the whole person seemed to be unaware, but stared blankly at Haoyong's body on the ground, whispering something in her mouth.