Glass, of course, is not as hard as a human skull. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Smashing it hard, the glass bottle shattered on the zombie's skull, splashing crystal clear fragments and scattering in the air.

It may be because the body has long been unconscious, but the zombie does not pause, is dominated by appetite, and bites at Yi's hand holding the glass bottle with his mouth open.

The only thing left of the glass bottle is probably near the mouth of the bottle, which happens to be held in the hand and used as a sharp weapon.

Yi inserted the remaining glass bottle into the neck of the zombie in front of him with a backhand, just enough to stop him at about two fists away from him, no matter how he stretched his neck, he couldn't touch himself.

The zombie seemed to remember that he could still use his hand, and raised his hand tremblingly to hold Yi's arm.

The glass bottle was still stuck in the flesh, stuck in the bone. Before the zombie hand touched him, Yi held the bottle mouth with his left hand and threw it back, and suddenly the zombie couldn't even stand steadily.

The blue-black fingers tried to grasp the left hand of the living person in front of him, Yi turned slightly to the side, retracted his left hand, and let him catch it.

As if he was not giving up, the zombie tried to catch Yi's right hand with his other hand, Yi bent down a little later, just dodging the hand on his head, and then raised his hand and pressed the bottle mouth hard with both hands.

happened to be on the top of the center of gravity and was pressed hard by Yi, and the zombie's movements were not very stable, but now the whole person fell backwards, hitting the two companions behind him.

glanced left and right, and the two zombies next to him who pounced on him had already rushed to his side when he dealt with the one in front of him.

Taking a step back, Yi stepped back in the direction of the stairs,

Always keep a certain distance from them, and use yourself as bait to prevent them from stepping up the stairs before they do.

The other two zombies looked at Yi, and a cooing sound came out of their throats unconsciously, like people who have been thirsty for a long time, looking at a steady stream of clear water in front of them, and they couldn't wait to pounce on it immediately, looking hungry and thirsty.

Seeing that the three zombies behind them were still lying on the ground, the uncoordinated movements of each other made it a little difficult for each of them to get up.

Yi leaned on the stairs and watched coldly at the zombie in front of him staggering towards him.

Dying for too long will make people's muscles stiff and their legs can't bend, so most zombies don't walk easily.

Raise your foot, concentrate half of your body's strength on your toes, and kick a zombie on the left to the chest.

Although the zombie didn't feel pain, the strength used could make the zombie take two steps back unnaturally, and the chest was gnawed to the chest that exposed the bones, and Bai Huahua's ribs were obviously broken.

In the end, there was a zombie left on the right hand, Yi stood in place, staring at the zombie in front of him, unconsciously striding his horse, judging the moment when it was ready to rush over.

Sure enough, after a pause, the zombie stretched out his hands, and with a force on his feet, he began to rush towards Yi.

As if he could predict the time, Yi just happened to turn to his left just as he was about to touch him.

The zombie didn't know how to turn, but still rushed forward indifferently, and with a "bang", the whole person slammed into the wooden board on the side of the stairs.

Yi decisively reached out and clasped his head, clamped his half-rotten head under his arm, and pressed his left hand against his chin, making it completely impossible for him to open his mouth to bite.

Putting his weight on his left foot, Yi took a step backwards, and roughly predicted the height of the stairs behind him by his senses.

Taking a deep breath, Yi suddenly let go of the hand on his left hand against the zombie's chin and wrapped his right hand around his head only.

A backward flip, over the handrail, two steps to the stairs, the coherent action made Yi never let go of the zombie, but relied on the backward flip to easily let the zombie's neck stuck in the railing of the handrail.

happened to be in a position where he could borrow strength, and Yi pressed the sides of his head hard to prevent him from biting himself.

The two hands worked together, just right, and with a click, the zombie who was stuck in the stairs could only let his head be forcibly broken off by Yi.

"Tsk......" Another pile of blood stained Yi's body, Yi frowned, looked at the three who slowly got up from the ground, and the remaining zombies who were unconscious even if they broke their ribs.

looked at the glass bottle he had just had, and was still wobbly inserted into a ragged and emaciated zombie, and followed him without trembling a single step with every step.

Touching the handrail of the stairs under the palm of his hand, Yi suddenly thought of a labor-saving solution.

Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Before I had time to say more, I took two steps forward. Yi grabbed the arm of the zombie closest to him, and with a force of his right hand, he turned over the handrail of the stairs and threw it in front of him.

At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked him hard in the stomach, knocking him back two steps, just as he fell with his back to him, stopping the next one who wanted to rush over.

The thin figure raised his hands numbly, his hands were black and swollen in an extremely uncoordinated manner, but his forward steps were blocked by his companion in front of him, and for a moment he could not raise his feet and could only moan in a low voice, like a toddler seeing food, drooling like a child seeing food.

I took a step forward, just enough to get to the place where the rotten glass bottle was.

The zombie in front of him was still swinging his hands unremittingly, knowing that it was impossible but still stretching out his hand as if crazy.

Yi didn't dodge or dodge, but reached out and let his stiff fingers grab his arm, grabbing the glass bottle hidden in the deepest part.

Before the zombie in front of him had time to claw the arm of the living person, Yi pulled the glass bottle back with force, but before he could completely pull it out, suddenly he turned around, and Yi directly fixed the zombie with the glass bottle on the wall of his right hand.

Without waiting for him to struggle, Yi held down the glass bottle with his right hand, and his left hand would hold the zombie's chin upwards, and for two seconds, with a click, it was another zombie that couldn't move.

After solving one, Yi immediately took two steps back along the stairs.

The one who had just fallen to the ground was still struggling, and the remaining two had already stepped over him and walked towards him.

There is a height difference in every step, which slightly reduces the zombie's movement speed and gives Yi more time to react.

has been taking advantage of the unique terrain of the stairs, although it can easily hunt a lot of zombies, but it also allows Yi to exert a lot of strength.

Twisting his wrist, Yi dug into his pocket, and suddenly remembered that his pistol had long run out of bullets, and his hand unconsciously paused again.

It's really bad to use a gun all the time......

While retreating, he scratched his head, Yi thought as he spoke.

But now this is the case...... It's better to have a gun than to smash it with your fist.

At least you don't have to make a lot of effort......

Thinking about it, he shrugged his shoulders, Yi pulled out his hand, and clenched his fist hard at the three zombies in front of him.

But now I can't help it, I can only harden it.