Half of the remaining cigarette fell, burned his legs, and when it was about to hit the ground, it was blown away by the wind.

The light flew in the air, like Chen Qinglang's heart suddenly hanging in the air.

Many people have a taboo, that is, they don't like others to pat their shoulders on the back. One of the reasons is that luck will be auctioned off. Another reason is that you will be extremely frightened.

An even more mysterious theory is that there are three lamps on the person, one on the head and one on each shoulder, and if you pat your shoulders at night, the lights will be turned out, and as soon as the lights are extinguished, the ghosts will have an opportunity to take advantage of them. People will be in danger of their lives.

To put it bluntly, people will be scared to death.

Chen Qinglang was really scared to death, and he felt that his soul flew into the sky.

When people are tired, dizzy, and numb, the pain will make them a little clearer. It's the same when you're frightened. Chen Qinglang was so frightened that his brain went blank, but the pain from the cigarette butt burning his leg made him come back to his senses instantly.

The first reaction after returning to his senses was to hold his breath.

It stinks, it's like going to school as a kid and having dead chickens on the side of the road. He felt that it was too unsophisticated to sneak attack this buddy in the back, how long had he not washed up?

When I turned my head, I saw two large fangs and a blurred green ......

Chen Qinglang's eyes didn't have time to focus to see what the green was, and his elbow had already been lifted and smashed backwards.

"Ahh

It's Chen Qinglang.

He felt like he was smashing against a steel plate, and his bones looked like they were about to shatter.

Big fangs, steel plates, foul smell, night, suburban ......

Between the lightning and flint, two words exploded in Chen Qinglang's mind: zombies!

How did it happen at this time?

Chen Qinglang didn't have the slightest preparation, he just wanted to get away from this thing quickly, in case he was bitten, it would be better to die or to live.

He kicked the motorcycle, and his body jumped forward with his strength. The clothes on his shoulders were torn with a bang, Chen Qinglang staggered forward, he pressed his hands on the ground, threw a forward roll and stood up, took two steps forward, and came to Zhang Peipei.

Only then did he have time to look back and see what kind of thing the so-called zombie was.

Chen Qinglang swore that he didn't expect that the zombies in this world would actually look like this.

He didn't wear the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty - this can be guessed - he didn't look like a person, not even a dead man. There was not a single cloth on his body, but he was covered with a layer of long, turquoise hair. But this long hair doesn't look like animal hair, but like something moldy and grows the kind of hair, piled up and piled up, disgusting to watch.

The hair on his face is shorter, green skin can be seen, and his eyes are also green, but they have a dead air. The nails on his hands were long, sharp, dirty and black, and Chen Qinglang's clothes were cut by this knife-like thing.

It bent over, hunched back, mouth open, let out a hollow exhalation sound, a pair of eyes stared at Chen Qinglang and Zhang Peipei, and its two teeth were exposed.

"What is this?" Zhang Peipei was a little confused.

Chen Qinglang didn't have time to answer her, the zombie had already pounced on the two.

This guy is extremely fast, like a bat lightning, and he jumps out and arrives in the blink of an eye.

Because of the established impression, Chen Qinglang thought that zombies should jump slowly, but he didn't expect that this green-haired monster was so sensitive and fast. He didn't have time to make any suitable moves, so he could only kick out. Zhang Pei Pei is waist and hips shook, his true qi was running, and the breath on his left palm surged, slapping forward.

The two attacked, and they both landed on the zombies.

Chen Qinglang's feet hurt so much that he took a few steps backwards before he stood firm.

Zhang Peipei's applause was quite loud, and when he hit the zombie's body, there was a "bang" like a drum, but the zombie only took a step backwards, and then came again. Zhang Peipei hit again with both palms, but the zombie did not move. Then the breath of the zombie's body was shocked, and there seemed to be something similar to true qi surging in the body, and a fierce force came from the mountains and seas, Zhang Peipei's arms clicked a few times, and then the whole person flew out directly.

Chen Qinglang looked at the direction and caught it, Zhang Peipei frowned deeply, and his expression was painful.

She struggled to stand still, her arms hanging heavily.

Chen Qinglang screamed in his heart and said, "Is your arm injured?"

Zhang Peipei's face turned pale: "You run away quickly." ”

"Fart!" Chen Qinglang subconsciously burst out with a foul language, he felt that Zhang Peipei was insulting him. After exploding foul language, he put his hand into Zhang Peipei's arms.

Zhang Peipei didn't expect that at this time, this guy would still want to take advantage of her. She couldn't find the words to describe his shamelessness, her face was flushed, and she only squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "You're not human!"

"Here it is. Chen Qinglang poked into her coat and found the gun.

Zhang Peipei realized that he had misunderstood him, but if he wanted a gun, he would talk and touch people's arms directly, which was too disrespectful.

"No bullets!"

Chen Qinglang pinched the handle of the gun, and just wanted to take it out, when he heard this, he withdrew his hand depressedly: "Say it earlier!"

"If there were bullets in the gun, you would have died many times!"

Although Chen Qinglang only touched the gun and didn't do anything else, unintentional touching was always inevitable. Zhang Peipei had already hated Chen Qinglang to death, and felt that he was now more hateful than that zombie.

Hey, what about zombies?

When both of them looked up, they saw that the zombie did not continue to attack the two, but came to a car and watched the unlucky guy on the roof of the car spin.

The unlucky man was so frightened that he forgot to moan in pain, and could only hear two rows of teeth colliding together quickly, making a tight kaka clattering sound.

The rest of the people were almost back to normal by this time. Some were so frightened that they lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, while others slowly got up and wanted to flee quickly.

Chen Qinglang's spirit was shocked: "Zhang Peipei, let's slip away." ”

Zhang Peipei asked, "How to slip away?"

When he spoke, he still gritted his teeth, which made people panic when they heard it.

Chen Qinglang couldn't care so much now, and while looking at the situation in front of him, he said in a low voice: "Let's go on a motorcycle." ”

Just now the motorcycle was closest to the zombies, and now it's the furthest from it.

The taxi that Zhang Peipei was sitting in was in the middle, and the other cars were in a circle, all close to each other, and only the motorcycle was on the periphery. And the key is inserted in the car, so you can ride it and go.

So the two of them moved lightly, but quickly and abnormally to the motorcycle.

"Ahh

The zombie was killed, and the unlucky guy on the roof of the car was bitten through the neck, and he didn't know if the artery was broken or the veins were broken, and the blood was like a fountain, spurting into the air like a flower.

Before dying, watching your own blood spurt out and fall back is so cruel and terrifying.

His hands and feet were cold, and he regretted it in his heart: he shouldn't have chased the woman, he should have gone home when he came out of the police station......

The zombie's mouth was pressed to his neck, and the blood stopped instantly, and the zombie cooed and drank violently, and the sound of cow drinking was very loud.

Chen Qinglang only felt that his scalp was numb, and hurriedly got on the motorcycle. He stretched out his hand and said, "Sit ahead." ”

Zhang Peipei didn't appreciate it: "No." He jumped and sat down. Although his arms were broken and he could not maintain his balance, he sat steadily in this leap, and his legs and knees buckled on the seat cushions, and he was as strong and calm as a horse.

"Sit tight!" Chen Qinglang started the motorcycle, and the huge engine roared immediately.

At the same time, several screams rang out behind him.

Some people were so frightened that their legs were weak and they couldn't get up, and they were bitten to death directly, and some were grabbed as soon as they ran two steps. The green-haired zombie was covered in blood and turned into a red-haired zombie.

Chen Qinglang Zhang Pei Pei glanced back, and saw that the zombie was holding a person in one hand, looking at the two with a mouth full of blood......

Rumble!

Motorcycles are driven.

The wind blew, Chen Qinglang's face was blown and twisted, Zhang Peipei sat behind him, and his two severed arms were blown to sway.

And that zombie has already jumped in!