In The Last Days Of Natural Disasters, Hoard Two Billion Supplies To Survive

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Chapter 295 Abandoned Hotel

Pfft..., a stream of blood spewed out of his mouth, and Huo Ling fell to the ground completely.

Standing up from the snow while supporting her body, Huo Ling only felt that everything she saw in front of her was a double image.

Shaking his head vigorously, after three seconds his eyes finally regained some clarity, and Huo Ling stood up.

After wiping off the blood from his nose, the invisible air around him gradually enveloped Huo Ling.

"Hahaha...", the laughter behind him woke up Huo Ling, and he took out the dagger from his short boots.

Huo Ling took the dagger and stabbed it in his hand, puffed, the sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh, blood flowed out.

Due to the pain in his body, Huo Ling gained a brief sobriety, and Huo Ling turned his head to look at the three people who were running towards them.

With incomparable hatred in his eyes, "Zhang Han...", the gas wrapped around his body just now came from Zhang Han's supernatural power.

The three people who chased her down today were all three supernatural beings from the sunset base.

Chen Tongmei's ability is to release flames, while Zhang Han's ability is more vicious.

Within a hundred meters of him, all gases would turn into poisonous substances, comparable to nuclear radiation.

Inhaling those gases, the body will gradually lose its combat effectiveness, and it will be like being poisoned.

If you stay in this gas for half an hour for a long time, you will bleed to death from your seven orifices.

After regaining consciousness, Huo Ling stood up and ran forward.

She didn't dare to run to the beach, but wandered around in the center of J City, which had already become dilapidated.

The three followed her closely, and she had no chance of getting rid of the three behind her.

The wounds on the arms and hands were still dripping blood, even though the three of them didn't see Huo Ling's figure after turning the corner.

But along the bright red bloodstains in the snow, the three of them could also know which direction Huo Ling ran to. "She entered this building," Chen Tongmei stopped, looking at the bloody handprints left on the wall.

In the dark night, the tall building in front of me has long lost its former glory, and the black wall skin has peeled off, revealing blocks of square bricks.

The upper half of the tall building has collapsed, leaving only the six floors in front of me.

"Go, go in and have a look..." Chen Tongmei walked in first, and stepped on something soft under her feet.

Chen Tongmei squatted down, wearing a bloody short sleeve, but the short sleeve was already soaked in blood, it looked like it belonged to Huo Ling.

"She's inside," Chen Tongmei stood up, stepped on the bloody short sleeve with her toes, and crushed it hard.

It seems that this is not short sleeves, but Huo Ling himself.

After walking past the front desk, the three of them rummaged through the room. Before the end of the world, this building should have been a hotel, with more than ten rooms on the first floor alone.

Zhang Han raised his foot and kicked on the rusty iron door, clanging and clanging, and the iron door made a loud noise in the silent night.

The three searched very quickly, and the first floor was cleared by the three within a few minutes.