PFC Chapter 424
Chapter 424
He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die...
"Ah Hao!" Ah Qiang was also struggling to fight off the zombies.
However, he was strong and able to run and jump, and with the help of the tools around him, he was able to barely protect himself from injury.
But seeing Ah Hao in trouble, he couldn't bear it, so he covered himself in talismans and rushed out into the zombies.
At this moment, Ah Qiang's body was in a truly appalling state.
The numerous bloodstains looked extremely tragic.
Ah-Qiang wanted to take him away, but Ah-Hao was too weak to run.
Even with Ah-Qiang and Ah-Hao by their side, they couldn't escape the zombie apocalypse themselves.
Soon, they found themselves surrounded.
Seeing that they were about to be overrun by zombies, Ling Yan Yan noticed this and quickly eliminated the zombies around him.
Then, he leaped from a great distance to Ah Qiang and Ah Hao.
He gathered a longsword in his hand and easily slashed it a few times.
The zombies collapsed instantly, and never got up again.
Ling Yanyan cleared away some of the zombies around him and said to the people behind him, "You all hide behind me and be very careful."
Watching Ling Yanyan swat down a large group of zombies with a single sword stroke, and seeing how powerful Ling Yanyan was, Ah Hao's eyes flashed with deep jealousy.
His jealousy and resentment reached their peak at this moment.
If he could tolerate it before, he can't tolerate it anymore now.
He didn't want to see Ling Yanyan looking so imposing.
Although he looks to be only a few years older than them, his achievements are already beyond their reach.
Moreover, he was a level above him, being his senior uncle.
They're both Taoist priests, so why is he so talented?
Moreover, he was possessed by that damned ghost and turned into this dead state, neither human nor ghost.
He wielded a long sword, like a deity in a picture book, easily annihilating the hordes of zombies that he might struggle to wipe out with a single strike.
All of this fueled Ah-hao's jealousy, and he felt it was unfair.
He had long wished for Ling Yanyan to die, to die, to die, to stop standing at a height they couldn't reach, to stop enjoying their admiration.
Looking at his own frail and aged appearance, Ah Hao approached Ling Yan Yan step by step with a sinister gaze.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: Ling Yanyan, die!
He thought it that way, and he did it that way.
Ling Yanyan was focused on dealing with the zombies and had no idea that the person he was desperately protecting would stab him in the back.
Therefore, before he even realized it, Ah Hao had already pushed his back hard.
Ling Yanyan stumbled and was pushed into the horde of zombies.
Witnessing all of this, Ah-Qiang exclaimed in disbelief, "Ah-Hao, what are you doing? Are you crazy? That's our martial uncle!"
He never expected that Ah Hao would repay kindness with enmity, pushing their uncle, who had saved them, into the zombie horde.
With so many zombies, if things go wrong, my uncle could die.
Ah-Qiang shook his head repeatedly and backed away, as if he were meeting Ah-Hao for the first time.
He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't accept it: "Ah Hao, why would you do this? Are you really Ah Hao?"
As Ah-Qiang continued to move away from him, a hint of panic flashed in Ah-Hao's eyes.
It's not that his true colors have been exposed, but rather that in his current state, if Ah Qiang doesn't protect him, he will definitely be torn to pieces by these zombie hordes.
So he deliberately feigned innocence, defending himself by saying, "I... I don't know anything..."
"Qiang, believe me, I felt like I was being controlled just now. I didn't mean to." He lowered his eyes, looking extremely remorseful, but only upon close inspection could one see a hint of smugness in his eyes.
He clearly felt no regret whatsoever, only exhilaration.