In a posture that was not like a human, with a heavy sense of power, his body grabbed Wei Wei's neck again.

Wei Wei was slightly tilted, his movements were not as fast as the other party, but he was extremely accurate.

He pulled apart the opponent's palm from his neck, pointed his black spear diagonally and fired again.

"Bang"

DJ's chest was blown open with a big hole, and he was knocked out again slanted.

But then, he climbed up again, his spine was broken, his body touched the ground with both ends, and a little flesh-and-blooded place in the middle, and his hands and feet were quickly intertwined, and he rushed towards Wei Wei again.

Wei Wei kicked him down with one kick, stepped on the position where his spine was broken, aimed at his upper body and continuously hooked and attacked.

“All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-All-

The bullets were emptied in one breath, and DJ's upper body had become a meat paste, but some of the flesh and blood were still squirming.

Wei Wei shook his head dissatisfiedly, picked up a bottle of high-strength wine from the side, poured it on him, and ignited it.

The flames rose "pop", and the twisted flesh and blood twitched in the flames, and then they stopped moving completely.

Wei Wei breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction and his smile returned to his face.

...

...

Bounce! Shakaraka!

The music continued, but the smell of fresh blood was mixed into the air filled with alcohol, smoke, perfume and rotten seafood. It was like an invisible hand that scared the survivor's stomach sac and filled with a food called fear.

The crazy expression went away on his face, and horror quietly climbed up their faces.

Mr. DJ died. He died under such a simple method, who was omnipotent in many people's hearts.

Some people suddenly couldn't control their spasms and vomited, while others became weak in their legs and knelt on the ground.

Between a group of scared demonic infected people, Wei Wei had already turned around leisurely from the flames, picked up a scattered cigarette from the table next to him, held it in his mouth, lit it with a hot muzzle, then put away the elegant lady, took out the rough and strong man again, glanced at the remaining people, then grabbed a bullet, and slowly stuffed it into the magazine.

The man who collapsed in the pool of blood was trembling, looking at Wei Wei in fear, begging tremblingly:

"Give us aside..."

“…”

Wei Wei buckled the butt stock with a clatter, turned his head to look at him, and then shook his head with a smile:

"don't want!"

“…”

"Bang"

"Bang"

“Hao till”

“…”
Chapter completed!