The woman was speechless when she looked at the bell that had appeared at her feet for some reason and was kicked by her, and was speechless.

At this time, Rong Zheng's shouting alarmed the people nearby, and they all looked over in surprise. The woman's dress was so weird that as long as the people who had seen it, it was impossible for anyone who had seen it to be without an impression. But the fact is that the woman passed through the defense area of ​​hundreds of meters and came to a place not far behind Rong Zheng, and no one noticed her at all.

Everyone realized something was wrong.

Wei Jing, who was closest to him, tightened the hammer in his hand, and the protector was ready to take action at any time. At the same time, he hurried forward and shouted loudly: "Who are you? What are you doing here now?"

The woman in black robe was deeply trapped in a siege, but she still didn't feel any panic. She just frowned slightly, sighed, and said to herself: "Is it accidental? Or will God?"

"Speak quickly! Who are you! Otherwise I'm not polite!" Wei Jing was about to arrive in front of the woman in black robe. He felt that this person was an enemy, not a friend, and the holy light had already flowed towards the warhammer. He could give her a family of people just after taking two steps forward.

And at this moment, the woman in black robe turned into black mist with a bang and flew into the distance.

The war hammer shining with holy light quickly swung it out, but it only brought to a corner of the black fog and hit the ground with a bang.

"Stop her!" Wei Jing shouted.

This dark fog is hard to see clearly in the night, how can I stop it?

But just as the black fog was about to escape from the crowd and escape into the shadow, a cold sword suddenly cut through the void, penetrated into the black fog, and stirred.

"Puff", the black robe appeared, and the woman sprayed out a mouthful of purple-black blood, held her hands into claws, and swept towards Xu Lin in an extremely rapid manner.

With two "ding" sounds, Xu Lin gently lifted his claws with his two swords, and then stabbed his opponent in the face with one sword.

The woman in black robe tried hard to dodge, but a deep bone-visible scar was still scratched on her right face.

"Qinglian Sword Song!" Xu Lin's figure suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the sword energy was scattered and rushed towards him.

"Bang", the woman in black robe turned into black mist again in front of her sword energy.

The sword energy slashed her five times in the black fog, but she was unable to be kept.

The black mist hurriedly fled into the darkness, turned around a street corner, and pounced on the shoulders of a second-level strong mutant zombie, which showed the figure of a woman.

At this time, she was extremely embarrassed, her legs were cut off, three fingers were broken with one hand, and two deep bone-like wounds on her body, plus the sword wound on her face. If ordinary people suffer such injuries, even if they do not die on the spot, they will die of excessive blood loss.

But the woman in black robe is no longer a human being. What drips out of the wound is thick purple-black blood. After only a few drops, no blood flows out of the wound.

She sat on the shoulders of the second-level zombies in a daze, looked up at the bright moon, and murmured: "Who am I?"

"She ran to this side and chased after him."

"She was injured and couldn't run far!"

Not far away, people were shouting, and the lights of two flashlights were waving intertwined.

"It seems that I can't stay here anymore." The woman in black robe came to her senses, patted the head of the second-level strong mutant zombie under her seat, and said, "Let's go! Let's go and take a look elsewhere."

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Although he had just encountered an attempted assassination, Rong Zheng was not affected at all and was still in an orderly manner on the scene.

"Oh, boss! Why are you still here? It's not safe here." Zhuang Mingjian looked at Rong Zheng with headache and complained.

"My job is to provide you with halo, collect energy and organize teams here. Security is your business." As he said that, Rong Zheng turned aside and shouted: "There is enough fresh food, and it will break if you can't finish it. Go and move it and save it easily. Oh, you! What about you! What's your mother's move eight boxes of ****? "Why are you going to make a fuss?"

"Uh, I think there is no power outage now, and everyone has no entertainment tonight, so..."

"..."

This is very reasonable, and even Rong Zheng is speechless.

More than 200 non-combatants were busy transporting supplies from a large supermarket, and more than 200 combatants were on guard nearby. The scene was once very chaotic.

Zhuang Mingjian was worried, while Wei Jing was standing by Rong Zheng with a serious expression on his face.

Xu Lin withdrew with several elite team members and shook his head helplessly.

I have been busy for more than an hour before I collected the important materials in the supermarket. As for what is not important, I can only keep them first, since the zombies will not use them anyway.

Rong Zheng ordered a retreat.

Xiangguang community is also very busy, and Ji Mingxiu still looks like a strong woman. His eyes turn like a whip, and the person she stares at can't help but speed up his work.

She divided the allocation of materials into several levels, and combat professions are of course the most preferred. People without combat effectiveness can only judge the allocation level based on their work efficiency.

Several people who were slow to do things have already been lowered by her. In addition, there are rumors that if the rationing level is reduced to the lowest level, those who are still unwilling to do things well will be expelled from the community. This is not much different from being sentenced to death.

As for those who are unable to work, there is no one except Zhu Huan, who has become aging due to prophecy. People nowadays have data-based attributes, and even if they are seriously injured and dying, they will not affect their actions. If they really lack arms and legs, they will also have medical staff with skills.

"Rong Zheng's main force is about to withdraw. Is supper ready? How is the room for two hundred and twenty people to stay?"

"Don't know? If you don't know, go and ask!"

Ji Mingxiu had just sent a subordinate away, and someone hurried to ask for instructions: "Sherry (Ji Mingxiu's English name), Zhu Keming sent someone to ask you when there will be five lighting equipment to provide him."

This time, Ji Mingxiu couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows in trouble. Now the entire power grid is powered by only a few small generators, and there are too many places that urgently need electricity. For example, the lighting facilities required by militia on duty at night cannot make people on duty.

The power of those small generators is not even enough. Now, the bonfires are used to illuminate the places where you work at night. No matter how strong Ji Mingxiu's management ability is, he will not be able to produce electricity!

At this time, a noise came from the entrance of the community, and Rong Zheng's main force came back. Ji Mingxiu quickly trotted over and asked, "Is your current energy enough to build a power plant?"

Before Rong Zheng could speak, Wei Jing next to him exploded, waved the rusty hammer in his hand, and said, "Bad power plant! Brothers are fighting hard on the front line, but they have no weapons and equipment. If you want to build an arsenal!"

"Didn't we agree to build the main base in the suburbs at the meeting before? What kind of power plant and arsenal are built here?" Rong Zheng said.

"No!" Ji Mingxiu and Wei Jing opposed in unison.

"We will let the brothers enter the community and have a meal and rest. Then we will talk about whether to build it or not and what to build it."

Rong Zheng just put the controversy down, but Zhu Keming came over again.

"What about 0 combat professionals in our militia? If zombies or other monsters invade during the vigil, would you let ordinary militias fill in with their lives?"

Rong Zheng was so angry that he was not easy to be a leader. So he decisively used a move to move the universe and said to Wei Jing and others: "Each team draws 5 people out."

"But we fought all day, and the brothers were already very tired."

"I don't care. You either go to the night or draw 5 people to the night. Choose by yourself!" Rong Zheng said with a flickering hand. (To be continued)
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