The light was as dim as ever, the shaking bulb slowly stopped under the action of gravity, and the yellowish light swayed and shone on the blood on the ground, and looking back along the bloodstains, you could see that it was flowing down from the iron bar, from the severed fingers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fingers seemed to have been gnawed off alive, and the blood on the section was still flowing down little by little, and when he exerted himself in the cold season, the muscles in his skin collapsed tightly, hungry around the bones.

I don't understand it in the cold season, and the wounds around my fingers are beginning to scab, but the blood still can't stop flowing, and I don't know where so much water comes from to make him spit red like this.

gasped, and Leng Ji subconsciously swallowed his saliva. Although it is separated by a cage, it can still be clearly felt in the cold season, and the zombies' teeth are slowly exuding coldness.

The zombies in the cage were not as bloody as she had encountered in the Colosseum, and their teeth were clean, and they had not killed their own kind, but they had the same hideous expressions and the same sharp teeth. Even though he was in a cage now, he still couldn't stop his prey-seeing, eager gaze.

I wanted to withdraw my hand, but the cold season used all the strength of his body, but the hand was still pressed on the railing, and the broken finger didn't know how to use such a big force, and the cold season's hand couldn't be pulled out at all.

The teeth were even more terrifying under the yellowing light, and Leng Ji's hands trembled a little, and she even forgot that Wang Chuan was standing behind her, her eyes fixed on the zombie, watching his sharp teeth get closer and closer to her wrist, and the green tendons on it were faintly visible from excessive force under its mouth.

The zombie's expression became more hideous, its mouth opened wider, and the red gums inside also appeared one after another. The yellowing light hit his face, and the cold season could clearly see his green tendons exposed by hunger.

His left hand rested on the iron railing, clenching his teeth, and pressing hard against the railing in the cold season. Leaning on the ground, the center of gravity is shifted back. By all means, the cold season wants to go back. The eyes reflected the hideous expression on the zombie's face, and the arm still couldn't stop shaking, but the fingers began to slide over the black iron railing, moving slightly and slightly, and the rough lines on it kept rubbing against the palm.

The hot air with moisture sprayed on the back of his hand, and he was stunned, and his sensitive skin in the cold season inadvertently turned red, and his teeth pressed against the skin on the back of his hand, and blood would spill out a little further down.

Damn it......

The cold season can only look at the scene in front of him, his eyes can't take his eyes off, his breathing becomes rapid, and the cold season can hear the sound of his own blood flowing echoing in his ears.

The zombie's movements seemed to have slowed down, and the cold season gasped twice, and the sultry air in the summer forced the cold season to calm down. In front of him was a zombie ready to attack his prey, trembling, gritting his teeth, Leng Ji closed his eyes, and his right foot on the ground was slightly raised.

When he opened it again, he quickly lifted his foot without hesitation, gathered all his strength at the end of his toes, and kicked it hard against the iron railing.

The soft limbs collided with the hard steel, and there was a faint pain at the end of the toes, even if it was wrapped in shoes, the next moment, the pain was doubled through the nerves, as if it was because of the cold season too hard, she involuntarily curled up her toes.

The shaking of the light bulbs had long since stopped, but the light reflected on the railings was trembling, and the iron railings reverberated dullly, as if in response to the kick of the cold season.

The zombie's movements paused, the teeth piercing the skin did not go deeper, as if Leng Ji's kick distracted him a little, his bloodshot eyes shook slightly, and he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Leng Ji.

It worked?!!!

Leng Ji's lips trembled, but he only exhaled the air current, and he couldn't say a word.

Originally, she was just going to kick it with the attitude of giving it a try.

Moreover, there will be zombies who will be easily distracted when eating, is it really as Wang Chuan said, he has not completely transformed into a zombie?

Gritting his teeth, he knew that it was useless to think too much in the cold season, so he didn't delve into it anymore. The zombie was still staring at her with bloodshot eyes, and the cold season naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

The left hand holding the iron bar let go, reaching out to the severed hand that was pressed on his hand, and the right hand that was pressed under it seemed to loosen a lot after the struggle just now.

After a pause, I gathered some strength.

Leng Ji raised his eyes, looking at him still in a stunned state, his dilated pupils reflecting the paint on the iron bar.

Suddenly, when the cold season was unprepared, his wrist was strained, and suddenly, his left hand was on the back of the zombie's hand in a second.

As if he hadn't reacted yet, the zombie's expression was still the same as if it was about to eat, and the right hand that was pressed under it used force at the same time as the movement of the left hand, trying to turn the palm of the hand to the top.

The palm of the hand leaned against the cold subway bar behind her back, spinning little by little, but the zombie seemed to suddenly discover her abnormality, and the hand suddenly grabbed suddenly, and the severed finger gushed blood again because of his excited movements.

Of course, Leng Ji didn't let go of his subtle movements, and the left hand that had already been placed on it suddenly moved with the force of his fingers. The fingers were bent, and the fingertips were aimed at the cross-section where the zombies were directly gnawed, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

There were still trimmed nails on his fingers, probably, this was like a natural weapon, and he trembled his right hand in the cold season, enduring the pressure given to her by his zombies, and then, the nails of his left hand poked into the wounds of his fingers.

The tooth marks were still clearly on his fingers, and the cold season could see his fingers sinking into the uneven skin of his wounds. Leng Ji knew that zombies did not feel pain, Leng Ji watched him being stuck in the bone with his own nails, but his performance did not change at all, the touch was extremely uncomfortable, and the teeth biting on her skin did not loosen.

When I closed my eyes, my left hand trembled from overexertion, and I began to feel numb, and it took a lot of effort to barely control my fingertips.

The right hand was pressed under the zombie's hand, and the feeling in the hand had changed from pain to numbness, but Leng Ji hadn't given up the struggle, and the fingertips of his left hand were forced, and the nails stuck at the end of the main bone, and the time for one breath was used again.

Leng Ji forcibly lifted his palm from the back of his hand.

This success time has not yet reached a second, and before the length of a breath, the cold season once again exerted force, taking advantage of the zombie's defeat this time, borrowing the gap when the hand flipped, and put the hand.

Instantly pulled out.