Salted Fish Zombie

Ch. 114

Zhao Zhihu felt greatly relieved when he heard the base commander say this. He glanced at Ning Su and then at the base commander. "If we work together, we might not lose to him."

At the very least, they could escape.

The base commander did not answer him, and a brief silence fell over the city wall.

In the distance, the fiery red glow of the sunset bathed the city wall, casting an orange light on the two people in white shirts.

The young man in the white T-shirt moved first. He never once looked at Zhao Zhihu, heading straight for the person in the white shirt.

His facial expression was slightly stiff, but his body was unusually agile.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the base commander and punched him in the face.

The base commander quickly deflected his wrist, causing the young man's hand to fall onto the base commander's shoulder. Using the momentum, the young man pressed down on his shoulder, lifted his lower body, and spun around to mount the base commander's shoulders from behind.

His two long, straight legs dangled from either side of the base commander's shoulders, and his pale, powerful hands clamped around the base commander's neck.

This was an extremely dangerous and deadly move.

As Zhao Zhihu was about to charge forward with a string of ice spikes growing from his palm, the base commander counterattacked.

With his long arms, he grabbed the young man by the back of the neck and flung him in front of him, pinning his arms behind his back, and pressed him down against the city wall.

Zhao Zhihu's heart leaped with joy. He hadn't expected the previously weak base commander to subdue Ning Su so easily.

Ning Su angrily turned his head to look at the base commander.

Perhaps it was due to the warm filter of the orange sunset, but at that moment, Zhao Zhihu didn't find zombie Ning Su scary at all.

In fact, he felt a bit moved.

He suddenly remembered that when people at the base first saw Ning Su, the most talked about thing was his face.

At this moment, he looked like a little wolf cub being pinned down, angry and furious, but also with a trace of curious fondness for his enemy. These thoughts and expressions spread across his face, and his bright, watery eyes were particularly captivating.

"Ning Su, you really are weak!" the Vampire shouted from below. "To be subdued by a human in one move, you're still weak, even as a zombie king!"

"Wait for me to come up and rescue you!"

Zhao Zhihu yelled, "Arrogant! You don't know how powerful our base commander is!"

As the Vampire climbed up the city wall, Zhao Zhihu hurled an ice spike at him. The Vampire, known for his speed, easily dodged it and leaped to engage Zhao Zhihu in a fight.

Next to them, in front of the base commander and behind Ning Su, the hands that had been bound behind his back were already freed. Unseen by others, they slowly clasped together.

Below, zombies and humans were entangled in a fierce battle, with the sounds of banging on doors, roars, and screams piercing the air.

Nearby, the Vampire and Zhao Zhihu were cursing and attacking ferociously, with ice spikes and venom flying everywhere.

Ning Su quietly and intently turned his head to look at the face just inches away. After watching for a dozen seconds, he turned back to gaze at the distant sunset.