Doomsday Fortress

It was Zhang Fei's first time seeing someone taller than him. However, it was Zhang Fei's first time seeing a woman so much taller than him.    

    

Right now, the woman in his arms was at a critical moment, her entire body was at a right angle of 90 degrees, and the next thing to do was to restore the woman to her original state. If he was not careful and hurt her pelvis and lumbar spine, then even if the woman was saved, she would probably have to rely on a wheelchair to travel in the future.    

    

But in this apocalyptic world, if one's body was paralyzed to such an extent, it would be better to be infected by a zombie, at the very least being able to stand up again.    

    

"Ga beng, ga beng!"    

    

The sound of bones rubbing against each other rang out again. With Wang Yi's movement, the woman's ninety degrees body was gradually flattened.    

    

Zhang Fei did not even dare to breathe loudly, firstly, he was afraid of disturbing Wang Yi, and secondly, he was completely shocked by the strange scene in front of him. This was probably the most unimaginable scene he had seen in more than twenty years.    

    

Wang Yi slowly lowered his arm as he walked forward. His feet seemed to be sliding across the grass. Wang Yi didn't dare to go too high or too fast. Wang Yi was afraid that the woman in his arms would break her spine if he was not careful.    

    

In order to save this girl, Wang Yi was not afraid of danger when fighting with Mutant Python, so he used an extremely precious epinephrine, and finally saw a sliver of hope on the girl. If there was any accident at this moment, causing all the previous efforts to be wasted, then Wang Yi would die from depression.    

    

Thankfully, although the process had been a thrilling one, the results had been quite perfect. Aside from the time he had placed the woman on the ground, the crisp sounds that had been emitted from her body hadn't surprised him at all.    

    

After laying down the woman's body, Wang Yi got up and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Although the woman was tall, she was not heavy, and with Wang Yi's Second Level Evolutionist, calling her light as a feather was not excessive. The main reason for Wang Yi's sweat was because of the long process.    

    

"Zhang Fei, I just saw a backpack beside the water tank. It should be this woman's. Go and get it."    

    

When Wang Yi was looking for the girl, he saw a mountaineer bag near the small pool. On top of the bag was a tent, but before he even opened it, the girl was probably entangled by the Mutant Python as soon as she arrived.    

    

Hearing that, Zhang Fei immediately walked towards the direction Wang Yi pointed out. He found the mountaineering bag in the grass near the pool and built a tent beside the woman according to Wang Yi's intention.    

    

The woman knew that he was tall and specially prepared the tent. Wang Yi and Zhang Fei set up the tent and found a blanket about two meters long and wide in the backpack. It was probably prepared by the woman to protect her body from the cold, but now it had other uses.    

    

He folded the thin blanket and made sure that it was sturdy enough to support the woman's body. Then, Wang Yi gently lifted the woman's body and placed the blanket under her.    

    

When Wang Yi turned the woman's body, she was still unconscious, but her breathing had gradually stabilized and she no longer vomited blood. Wang Yi only thought of the adrenaline as strong enough to save a person whose body was twisted to that extent.    

    

Wang Yi and Zhang Fei each pulled two corners of the blanket and exerted a little strength. The girl's tall body was lifted by the blanket and was about ten centimeters away from the grass under her body. Fortunately, the ground here was flat and there were no ravines, which allowed the two of them to save a lot of effort.    

    

Their movements were slow and they didn't dare to be careless. With each step they took, they moved the woman into the tent.    

    

Although the tent was big, it was relatively low. Wang Yi and Zhang Fei were both tall and sturdy men. They bowed down and felt very uncomfortable inside the tent.    

    

"Zhang Fei, go to Yang Ze and protect Lee Hu together with Yang Ze. I'll be fine here alone."    

    

Wang Yi carelessly tidied the woman's messy hair and said to Zhang Fei, who had an uncomfortable look on his face.    

    

Zhang Fei nodded and didn't ask what Wang Yi was going to do with the girl. After all, she was in such a miserable state and Wang Yi probably didn't like this kind of treatment.    

    

Leaving the tent, Zhang Fei left two bottles of mineral water in his backpack for Wang Yi. He picked up the rifle on the outside and walked towards Lee Hu.    

    

After Zhang Fei left, Wang Yi thought for a while, then took off the roof of the tent to let the sunlight in. He closed the tent flap and quietly sat beside the woman, half closing his eyes, looking at her face.    

    

Wang Yi had not noticed the woman's looks since they were in an emergency. Now that the two of them were alone, Wang Yi had time to study her carefully.    

    

This woman had a slender face with cheeks that were as sharp as knives, smooth, smooth, slightly high in the cheekbones, and weak lips. She originally had a harsh look on her face, but her eyebrows were thin and thick, and even with her eyes closed, one could tell that her pupils were not small.    

    

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Yi pulled out the dagger from his waist and gently pulled the lady's clothes, which were covered in blood, from the neck area and began to cut the clothes inch by inch.    

    

It was not that Wang Yi was happy to see her, but he wanted to do something indescribable to her. Even if Wang Yi was very keen, he knew what to do. The lady had just regained her breath, but her bones and internal organs were still unknown.    

    

Wang Yi wanted to know how severe the injury was. If the injury was too severe, Wang Yi would consider directly ending the woman's life.    

    

The woman's clothes were cut open by the sharp dagger. Wang Yi's movements were slow as he slowly pulled the clothes away from the woman's body and threw them to the side.    

    

In Wang Yi's eyes, there was a sharp contrast between the snow-white and the black ornaments. Even at such a crucial moment, Wang Yi couldn't help but react.    

    

This woman's figure was simply too perfect.    

    

Her figure was tall and slender, but her shoulders were still weak. Her slim waist did not have any fat on it, and her legs were round, unlike the loose feeling normal women had, she was tight, elastic, slender and snow-white feet, and her skin was crystal clear. Under the sunlight, her light green veins were faintly discernible.    

    

Wang Yi shook his head forcefully. This wasn't the time to be distracted, but he couldn't control his body's reaction.