Chapter Seventy-Six: The Old Man of Time is really powerful
The whole house was filled with silence and desolation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Madrigal walked slowly towards the gate. He only vaguely remembered that Rick and his party had finally found a prison a few months after escaping the farm, that is, after a difficult winter, and while cleaning up the zombies, Herschel was bitten, and Rick had no choice but to amputate Herschel's leg. Subsequently, they discovered a group of prisoners locked in the dining room. A power struggle ensued between Rick and the prisoner leader, Thomas, which resulted in the death of most of the prisoners, except for Oscar and Axel. When the zombies attack, T-dog sacrifices himself to protect Carol, and Maggie is forced to perform a caesarean section on Lori. Lori dies and Carl shoots Lori. Their daughter survived. After that, it was the tearing war with the governor, and at that time, the madrigal was fast-forwarded to read, so there was only a general impression.
After reading it, the truth of the pastoral song is that when another black person appears, it is when the black man in the original team receives a boxed lunch.
Lori must be found quickly, or the mission will fail in one night, and God knows what the system will do.
Madrigal opened the door.
A dark shadow took advantage of the crack in the open door and swooped down on the madrigal.
"!"
Madrigal said he was frightened, but his body took a big stride behind him, avoiding the shadow's blow.
Sunlight shone through the door into the house, and the dark shadow revealed its true face.
The pale skin was wrinkled in layers, like the worst gauze soaked in an acidic liquid for a month. In him, nay, its body, the rotting flesh showed its danger to the world. It was supposed to have two eyes full of wisdom, but now it is only gray and gray with despair. Its mouth keeps opening and closing up and down, making a "ahhh
Zombie.
Pastoral's brow moved, and he shook his head in disgust. He didn't like rotting very much, let alone the massive, menacing rot in front of him. God knows, in just a few seconds, the strong smell of the zombies on the opposite side has filled the entire hall.
Although the zombie's vision has deteriorated, its sensitive sense of smell firmly locks on to the location of the madrigal.
"Roar~Roar~Roar~"
It ran swiftly towards the madrigal.
That's right, this zombie is on the run. Although the running speed is a little slower compared to normal people, if you compare it to the zombies in "The Walking Dead", that is the difference between a turtle and a rabbit.
Madrigal quickly turned around and ran towards the nearest room.
He was indeed shocked by the speed of this zombie. Originally, in his imagination, zombies should be the kind of staggering type, and even trip over the stones under their feet. How do you know that reality gave Madrigal a hard slap, telling him not to daydream, this world is not for him to brush up on experience. Madrigal automatically replaced the zombie model of this world with a combination of "Zombie Country", "Resident Evil", and "World War Z".
"Smack!"
Madrigal ran into the toilet and slammed the door shut, but it pressed down on the hand that the zombie had reached into. The wooden door slowly sank in a centimeter or two along the corpse's rotting flesh, and the cloudy dark yellow liquid was squeezed out.
The body of the zombie was writhing wildly. It clung to the door, arching back and forth toward the Mad Dog Juggernaut.
Although the corpse's flesh is rotten, their strength has increased slightly compared to ordinary people, so the gap in the toilet door gradually becomes larger.
A head full of madness peeked through the crack in the door.
The upper and lower teeth, which make a loud noise, are the most advantageous weapons.
Pastoral's left hand was leaning against the door, leaning on the left half of his body to resist the impact of the zombies outside the door. When the zombie's head emerged through the crack in the door, Madrigal seemed to be able to hear its angry cry of flesh.
A second later.
Madrigal quickly placed his left hand on his right waist and pulled out a dagger. A gleam appeared in his eyes, and the dagger silently came to the zombie's head like a poisonous snake.
"Huh!"
The dagger brought a breeze and plunged deep into the zombie's head.
The zombies whose brains were destroyed instantly lost their ability to move and turned into dead corpses again.
"Whew~"
Madrigal exhaled heavily. This is his first intimate contact with zombies, even after watching countless zombie movies, he is still very nervous, and the sweat on his head is the best proof.
There was a book basket next to the toilet, and some books and papers were cluttered inside.
Madrigal accidentally knocked it over during the fight just now.
A folded map appeared in front of Madrigal's eyes.
He smiled, what was missing.
On the map, the location of the prison is prominently listed.
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