Chapter 167: There Must Be Something Hateful About a Poor Person
Claire, who was following closely behind Leon, saw that Reni was starting to slow down and quickly said, "Reni, follow me closely, don't stop!"
“Uhhhhhhh!!!”
"careful!!!"
At this moment, a zombie walked out from the shadows and blocked the way for the two of them. The flight attendant following behind them started to shout anxiously.
Bang!
At this time, Leon, who was in charge of covering, reacted quickly, quickly moved the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger, quickly killing the zombies close to Claire and Reni, and then reminded: "Go!"
"Thank you!"
Seeing that the crisis was over, Claire hurriedly took Reni's hand and continued to follow Wang Xiao closely. The journey was very dangerous.
“Ahhhh!”
On the way forward, Davis, who was supported by Greg, seemed to have a sprained foot that hurt again due to the continued intense exercise, and his fat body fell straight to the ground.
"senator!"
Seeing Davis fall to the ground, Greg did not leave him alone. Instead, he ran to the other side of Davis and helped Davis up. At the same time, Leon, Shirley and Angela, who noticed the situation behind them, tacitly shot the zombies to cover the two of them.
“Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
Just as Greg lifted Davis up and handed him to the flight attendant, a zombie came up behind him, ready to raise his hand to grab Greg who hadn't noticed yet.
Bang!
After Leon noticed it, he quickly shot and killed the zombie. After seeing the zombie behind him fall to the ground, Greg quickly nodded to express his gratitude to Leon.
Then he firmly grasped the carbine in both hands and shot the nearby zombies in the head with bursts of fire, covering the evacuation of Davis and the flight attendant.
At this moment, a zombie walked out from behind a pillar and walked towards Greg. Greg, who was nervously shooting at the zombies in front of him, didn't see it at all, and the light was dim.
"Ah!" The zombie approached Greg and bit his arm. The powerful bite force directly bit through his clothes and bit into the flesh.
"Greg!" Angela shouted worriedly.
The sound startled Davis, and the stewardess who was supporting him and he himself fell to the ground in fright.
Listening to the roar of the zombies behind him, Davis didn't care about anything else. He used his hands to crawl forward without caring about his image.
Greg pulled out a pistol from his thigh and shot the zombie that was biting him in the head. Then he held his hand and growled in pain: "Damn it!"
Davis saw Angela in front of him, struggled to get up from the ground and rushed towards her. Angela had no choice but to catch Davis.
"He's been bitten, damn it! He's been bitten!" Davis pointed at Greg, completely ignoring the fact that the man had just risked his life to save him.
Hearing this, Angela pushed Davis away and said, "Let him stay here." Then Angela wanted to go forward and check Greg's injuries.
"Don't come over! Back off! You guys go, I'll stop them." Greg picked up the rifle and looked at the zombies that were gradually approaching.
"Greg, wait a minute." Angela wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Leon.
"Greg, are you okay?" Leon looked solemnly at the group of zombies as they got closer and closer.
Greg didn't say anything, but leaned against the wall and waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly.
"Greg! Greg! No! Greg!"
Leon pulled Angela back with all his strength, and everyone advanced in the same formation.
After everyone left, looking at the zombies, Greg roared, "Come on, bastards!"
He held the trigger with his uninjured arm and shot at the zombies. After a while, the bullets were used up and Greg was overwhelmed by the swarm of zombies.
Here, after a battle, everyone finally arrived at the airport hall. The hall was divided into two halves by the plane, and the road ahead was blocked by the wreckage of the plane, so they could only climb over the plane.
Claire flipped onto the wing of the plane first. Shirley, the other two, and Angela were on guard, while Leon was struggling to push the fat and big-eared Davis up.
With the efforts of Claire and Leon, Davis climbed onto the wing.
"Are you okay?" Claire asked kindly when she saw Davis's face turned purple. Unexpectedly, Davis didn't appreciate it at all and pushed Claire away.
"How good can I look?"
Davis walked to the wing and looked out into the lobby on the other side of the plane.
