This sound echoed in the closed warehouse, and it was so harsh. We were like cats that were frightened and had their hair explode. We turned our heads almost at the same time and yelled in unison: "Who is it?"

Who is it? Such a voice echoed in the warehouse, but there was no response, which made people confused.

I took a deep breath and said: "I suggest that we don't act separately from now on. No one can be left alone. I feel very dangerous. I am afraid that if we are not careful, we will not be able to get out of the warehouse tonight."

Everyone was silent. Zhao Hong, who had been squatting on the ground to explore the zombie, stood up and said to me with an ugly face: "Chengyi, you said this is a zombie. I don't agree."

"What's going on?" I was about to continue exploring the warehouse, but I didn't expect Zhao Hong to suddenly interrupt at this time, and what he said was this, which made me frown slightly. If it's not a zombie, what else could it be?

"Chengyi, according to you, zombies should be transformed from corpses based on certain conditions! But I can responsibly tell you that the time of death of the guy in front of us should have been just now!" Zhao Hong's face became darker.

The hair is ugly.

"What did you say?" I opened my eyes wide. Obviously I couldn't believe this fact. What do you mean the time of death was just now? Does that mean we just killed it?

"No, it's impossible. Zhao Hong, how do you think it looks like a human being? In your opinion, is it possible for a human being to be hit by a bullet without being injured?" This time it was not me who refuted Zhao Hong, but Lao Hui, who also did the same

I don't accept this result either.

"I don't know what your definition of death is? I have studied forensic medicine and can preliminarily determine the time of death of a person. If you don't believe me, we can prove it with more detailed anatomy! I, I don't know what happened to it.

Its muscle tissue may have become zombified, but some of its internal organs." As he spoke, Zhao Hong pointed to a gaping wound on the corpse, which was caused by peach wood nails being nailed in and then scratched.

Because the corpse itself is extremely thin, the internal organs are naturally clearly visible. At least in my eyes, I saw that the internal organs were still bright red. I am afraid that without the common sense of forensic doctors, looking at the internal organs, I would think that this corpse was just fresh.

Death soon.

How could this happen? I suddenly had a very bad association. I patted my head in pain and tried hard not to think about it. Really, I couldn't think about it.

But Zhao Hong was still telling others, pointing to the wound on his head and the brain matter flowing out to tell others this proof. My head was buzzing, like the old village chief's zombie, a living person resurrected, and a corpse at the bottom of the river.

, purple plants, suddenly opened eyes, Brother Sheng’s leaving back, the man who fired the warning shot in Heiyan Miao Village

No, my breathing changed. Lao Hui walked up to me and said: "Chengyi, this body needs to be taken out and handed over to the department. I'm afraid we are not responsible for this."

"Shut up!" I suddenly yelled, but what I was thinking in my heart was that I would not forgive him, never! But who would I not forgive? My heart was throbbing! The pain was a bit severe, that day in the deserted village

, the wind blows, there is a woman in the wind, her face is so tough, like the unyielding grass, she said to me: "I am waiting for him, he is the father of the child."

Sister-in-law Jingyi

My lips were trembling. I didn't know how to explain all this to the people who were stunned in front of me now, but there was no need for me to explain. There was a muffled "plop" sound, which was the sound of the piled cotton bags falling to the ground.

The sound of chaotic footsteps began to sound in the warehouse, and countless people were already making "ho, ho" sounds, and "plop, plop" as more and more cotton bags came to the bottom. I didn't look back, but the entire muscles in my back began to tighten.

stiff

Everyone's eyes were cast behind me, and Zhao Hong shouted with a pale face: "Chengyi"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and even my turning movements became slow motion. My eyes were almost unconscious, looking at one, two, three, five, ten, and many zombies.

Reflected in my black eyes.

At that moment, my mind went blank!

I clenched my fists, my nails pricked the flesh of my palms, and I yelled: "Xiao Bei, draw a combined attack formation. I will lead the formation. Hui Gen'er, Zhao Hong, hold them back and don't let them get too close."

."

Without saying anything, Xiaobei immediately took out a box of cinnabar and a special pen, and began to get busy. His hands were steady and strong, and he had no expression. No one knew whether he was extremely nervous or really calm.

At this time, Qiangzi said: "Brother, I use witchcraft to assist you, it is very useful."

It's rare for Hadron to take the initiative to ask for help. I hummed and said nothing. When the war is about to begin, what we need is everyone's maximum strength!

Qiangzi took out a bone staff and began to recite strange spells, and started to move with weird beats. This scene was so familiar, as if he had seen Gao Ning once.

I think it’s funny, people always think that Taoist priests are dancing with great gods, but in fact, how can real Taoist priests be like this? Real spellcasting is like dancing with great gods, and they accept the inheritance of witchcraft.

Over there, Hui Gen'er didn't speak. He took off his shirt, performed a hand gesture, and muttered words. The muscles in his body tensed and swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. After he finished the formula, he uttered one word: "Li."

!”

I don’t know much about the secrets of Buddhism, especially what Uncle Hui learned. In his words, the monks of their lineage are weird. They have no regard for family status. As long as it is the secrets of Buddhism, they will always learn it.

But I understand that Hui Gen'er's move should be based on the power of Vajra.

At this moment, Zhao Hong finally showed off his qualities as an agent. He twisted his neck, jumped a few times with his feet, clenched his fists, then took out his pistol and rushed out.

I know I shouldn't think randomly, but once I face life and death, I will naturally be a bachelor at heart! My thoughts will also be messy. At this moment, I still wonder whether Zhao Hong has watched too much Bruce Lee, and his actions are all bad.

Learn the whole thing.

Brother Yuan Yi came over. The moment he passed me, he paused and said to me: "Chengyi, after all, I have hurt my soul, so my skills are not as good as before. You know I am a

I can't throw away people who are unwilling to accept their fate

The glory of my grandfather, so I work hard to train myself. Only when my body is strong can I have room for a strong soul. Although this is difficult. But I am very powerful now. Chen Chengyi, do you dare to fight with me?

Let’s see who kills more zombies?”

Five years have passed. It turned out that Brother Yuan Yi, when he found that his soul was damaged and it was difficult to improve his inner skills, he began to frantically temper his body, that is, practice martial arts. At this moment, his face is the same as the proud one in the deserted village many years ago.

Arrogant yet heroic, he finally becomes one.

In the past, I thought that Brother Yuan Yi had become peaceful and indifferent, but it turned out that he was still the same in his heart!

Looking at Brother Yuan Yi, I suddenly became proud and shouted: "Okay!"

At this time, Gao Ning was assisting Xiaobei in drawing formations, while Lao Hui scratched his disheveled hair, still wearing his trademark lazy expression, and just pulled out a handful from a yellow cloth bag pinned to his pants.

The master's knife is shaped like a kitchen knife and is very sharp.

Li, with the sacred name of Taishang Laojun, one of the Three Pure Ones, engraved on it, is a knife full of positive yang energy and evil energy. You must know that there are several shapes of the master's knife. Choosing this shape is between

The relationship between the magic sword and the kitchen knife is inherently radical and full of evil spirits.

"Chengyi, actually I still have an ideal. If I can't be a racing driver, I still want to be a young and Dangerous boy. I would be very popular if I kill people on the street, but it's a pity that I'm a Taoist priest." This is what Lao Hui said to me.

I laughed heartily. In less than a minute, everyone was getting ready to fight without any hesitation. What else could I do? I shouted: "Let's go for it!"

It's like a 100-meter race, we are competing to see who can run faster. After all, it is my master who has laid a good foundation for me. Although I don't have the skills to make myself light, but who am I afraid of when running?

Therefore, I was the first one to rush in front of those monsters, which should probably be called the living dead! I didn’t have any weapons, all I had was my fists. I roared and knocked away a living dead that rushed towards me.

dead man, and then punched another living dead man with his fist.

The feeling was not much different from hitting the wall. One punch made my whole fist start to hurt!

More and more cotton bags fell to the ground. Through the bright lights of the warehouse, I saw that there were iron cages hidden one after another behind those cotton bags. The iron cages were not locked at all, and at the top of the iron cages,

It seemed like there was something there, but I didn’t take a closer look, and I didn’t have time to take a closer look!
Chapter completed!