The woman was raised by the big guys (MTL)

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    In the mountains, apart from mountains, trees, rocks... how can there be metals to provide energy for Grandpa.

    He rushed over so suddenly, he couldn't use his abilities at all, he could only rely on the instincts of zombies, but the bald-headed three couldn't use his abilities happily. Seeing this, he simply went up to the zombies -

    just like At the beginning of the apocalypse, when no one has awakened their abilities, ordinary people can only carry zombies hard.

    "Looking for death!" He shouted, directly pressing against Grandpa's jaw with brute force, his shoulders lowered, his waist violently exerted force, and the severe pain that came immediately made his face twitch - the three broken ribs were there. Not good.

    He just took the pain and threw Grandpa over his shoulder.

    The bald-headed three knew very well how strong he was when he broke out. He thought that this fall would throw the old zombie out, but he didn't expect the latter's hand to be twisted in the opposite direction with a click, but he still didn't loosen his clothes. Instead, he used his strength to climb up on his body, and his sharp and mutant teeth slammed into the bald three-beating carotid artery!

    At this time, it was too late for the bald-headed three to escape, and in a hurry, he could only backhand against Grandpa's forehead.

    He turned his head and saw crazy bloodshots spreading from the gray eyes of this zombie.

    Killing intent flashed in the three eyes of the bald head, and the sky above the head was surging with thunderclouds.

    "Roar!!!"

    The third-level zombies who found the opportunity also moved, and countless wind blades appeared out of thin air. The wind was colorless, invisible and intangible, but at this moment, every wisp of wind in the air turned into invisible blades , all slashed to the fatal point on the bald-headed three.

    In the next second, the inconspicuous grass on the ground grew wildly, wrapping the two of them away like a water snake, and at the same time, a small crack opened in the direction of the wind blade, swallowing them in one bite.

    "Zhu Yuan, stop!" Luo Yesheng roared and stopped the third-level zombies in place, hesitating back and forth between doing and not doing it.

    Luo Yesheng dragged his grandfather, who was wrapped in weeds, to the side.

    Mo Xiaochun quickly ran to the bald-headed 3, who was also wrapped in grass and turned into a straw man. Before the first thunder came down, he quickly handcuffed the bald-headed 3 with handcuffs.

    The effect of the handcuffs was immediately apparent, and the unstable thunderclouds gathered above the head disappeared immediately.

    ...Why is this bald head so weak? Mo Xiaochun flashed this thought in his heart, even if he was injured, but this is the lightning element of the upper-level A-level, is it too easy to catch?

    "...Fuck!" The bald-headed three lay on the ground in embarrassment and spat fiercely.

    For a moment, he felt that he was a "weird" in the game. He was cut off by someone bit by bit. At the end, when there was only a little bit of skin left, he was planted in the hands of a few small shrimps.

    "Be honest." Mo Xiaochun kicked him, just on the bald head's three broken ribs, causing the body behind him to spasm unconsciously due to pain.

    Mo Xiaochun: "..."

    It turned out to be injured.

    "Grandpa!" Luo Yesheng appeased the furious old zombie, the weeds tied to him snapped and was constantly replenished by Jiang Yu, the roar in his mouth never stopped.