Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhaoquan walked ahead.

There was a tingling feeling behind her back until she walked out for so long.

Zhao Yan's hostility and killing intentions towards them are no longer in the slightest disguise.

Under these circumstances, no other team dared to come over, although they were curious about the four.

Everybody knows this unidentified but seemingly powerful team beat Bloody Zhao Yan in the face.

What if Zhao Yan, the irrational woman, made a partner?

People have the nerve to offend Zhao Yan. Either there is someone behind them, or they are powerful. Maybe they can still be just as bloody.

I can't compare myself anywhere.

So until he left the base, Zhaoquan's body was still vacuum.

Zhou Ping drove and looked at a row of cars decorated behind him.

“Brother Lu, you said that the strange woman of Yin Yang won't put a cold knife behind her back later, right?” He said.

Lu Qiang said softly: "Will only they put cold knives? ”

Zhou Noh coldly said: “Don't worry, they can't do anything without me. ”

The topic begins here, turning completely in one direction and turning into a hundred ways behind the shady.

Zhao: “...”

She looked at the front row, seemingly sunny, uninspiring, silly, big Zhou Ping, and wondered who he really was.

Never thought this guy would have so much bad water in his stomach.

Zhou Ping sensed her eyes for a second and smiled badly: “What's wrong, Sister Zhao, are you scared of us? ”

His name for Azhao, from Azhao Xiao Girl to Azhao Xiao Sister to Azhao Sister, turned fast, the most powerful thing is that it sounds like nothing against harmony and indecency.

Lu Zhao looked at him and said warmly: “Don't listen to him bullshit. In fact, his intelligence is impossible to think of so many ways. ”

Zhao: “Pfft! ”

Zhou Ping: “…”

He looked sad: "Brother Lu, you have gone too far. You left me no face in front of Azhao's sister. ”

Lu glanced at him: “Do you have a face? ”

Zhou Ping stopped talking.

It's time to get back to business.

This is naturally the task, so to speak.

“This lair, an abandoned factory, is filled with dead bodies, mostly employees of this factory. ”

Lu Xuan shared the information he had: “After the late death, the vast majority of the people in this factory became corpses, the rest of humanity, a small part of them became aliens, a small part of their luck escaped, and almost all of the rest were sacrificed to this factory. ”

As you can imagine, there were so many people in the factory that the rest of them almost landed in the mass graves.

To survive is to say "good luck”.

Zhao asked curiously, "Do we have a strategy? Against all those corpses? ”

Lu glanced ridiculously back at the vehicles of the other infidels.

“What's the strategy? If there is, no one else will cooperate or even destroy it. ”

Nearly a hundred intelligentsia are not particularly difficult tasks for more than a thousand corpses.

Lu Zheng shook his head: “Just kill him directly, kill as many zombies as you can. The crystal cards in our hands will keep track of the results and we will be able to redeem supplies when we get to the base. ”

A Zhao said he understood.

Zhou Noo said: "We should not be too far apart and try to get together. I suspect that the woman named Zhao Yan will do the trick. ”