Chapter 15: Burning Zombies
"It can be seen!" Zhang Xiaobai reminds everyone to attack the eyes of zombies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Xia Jianfei saw that there was a fire hydrant at the door, ran over and opened the glass door, pulled out the fire hose inside, and dragged it with his hand, feeling quite strong.
A few people searched all the way along the path that the zombie had just traveled, and Zhang Xiaobai and they slowly narrowed the range, and finally locked on to four locations.
Zhang Xiaobai took out a talisman, pinched it upside down and put it in his hand, and slowly walked to a dark place.
"I don't have it here." Xia Jianfei's voice came from the south.
"I don't have one here." Mu Yue's voice also came.
On the other side, Uncle He's voice came, and no trace of the zombie was found.
When Zhang Xiaobai was confused, he suddenly felt a drop of viscous liquid dripping from the top of the bookshelf he was passing by, hitting the back of his hand.
He raised his hand and saw a drop of white liquid on the back of his hand, the same as the corpse liquid that splattered from the zombie when the glutinous rice hit the zombie just now.
Not good! Zhang Xiaobai's heart is beating dramatically! hurriedly fled backwards, but before he could run out of range of the bookshelf, he was pounced on by a condescending zombie and smashed on the bookshelf.
The bookshelf toppled and pressed on the next shelf, triggering a domino effect, toppling a dozen bookshelves in a row, until the last one was against the wall, and the entire floor shook.
Zhang Xiaobai was picked up and thrown out of the bookshelf by zombies, rolled on the ground several times, and fell to the ground, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
The people in the live broadcast room couldn't bear it.
"Everyone we watch hurts."
"The anchor is fighting with his life."
"I feel sorry for the anchor."
The anchor stood up and continued.
"The anchor shouldn't be hanging."
Everyone heard the sound and hurriedly rushed to support, Zhang Xiaobai saw the zombie who rushed over to catch him, and hurriedly turned over with a carp, and pasted the talisman in his hand on the zombie's forehead, Xia Jianfei just arrived to trap the zombie with a circle modified with a fire belt.
Several other people hurriedly went up to help, and several people worked together to pull the zombie to the empty ground in the hall next to it, and the zombie had a charm attached to it, but it didn't seem to be very useful, and it was still twitching, as if it would break free in the next second.
Zhang Xiaobai returned to everyone, Mu Yue saw Zhang Xiaobai's miserable appearance and asked him if he was okay, Zhang Xiaobai shook his head, but Mu Yue was still a little relieved.
The people in the live broadcast room also shouted distress when they saw the miserable appearance of the anchor.
"The anchor has to make up for it, I'll reward an aircraft carrier again, and go back and buy something to make up for it."
"The anchor is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, it's too fierce."
"I was stupefied when I saw the bookshelves fall to the ground."
Zhang Xiaobai took advantage of a few people to pull the zombie, rushed over with a peachwood sword, aimed at the zombie's eyes and slashed horizontally, the zombie's eyes were instantly blinded, and two lines of white viscous liquid flowed out, it screamed hideously, and its strength suddenly became several times larger, and it actually broke free, but fortunately, there was a fire belt to pull him, although the zombie jumped out desperately, but Xia Jianfei and several people worked together to pull it back.
Everyone was like a tug-of-war, who knew that the zombie couldn't jump forward, and jumped back again, just like the tug-of-war one side suddenly let go, the other party was still exerting force, Xia Jianfei and a few people suddenly took a few steps backwards, fell to the ground, and in a blink of an eye the zombies had arrived in front of them, and several people hurriedly got up to avoid the zombies and scattered.
Zhang Xiaobai shouted: "Do you have a fire, burn it with fire." ”
Xia Jianfei reacted and took out a lighter: "Zhang Xiaobai, you see if this is okay." ”
Zhang Xiaobai coughed twice, feeling a sweet throat: "You can try to make the zombie stand still, you may be able to set his clothes on fire if you burn it for a minute." ”
"Now is not the time to joke, I'm talking about that kind of gasoline, which burns."
A policeman said, "There's one in the car downstairs, I'll go down and get it, you wait for me for two minutes." ”
Zhang Xiaobai patted him on the shoulder: "Go and come back quickly." ”
The zombie was still jumping with a fire hose, and Zhang Xiaobai saw that it was blind, and signaled everyone not to act rashly, and quietly went over and put it down.
Zhang Xiaobai walked over, secretly found the direction of the zombie's jump, and made a stumbling block under his feet, but he didn't expect the zombie to jump in a different range each time, this jump jumped directly on Zhang Xiaobai's legs, and suddenly his face turned bitter melon color.
He felt as if his leg was broken, held back the pain, and kicked the zombie's foot just as he jumped, and the zombie was kicked to the ground by him.
Xia Jianfei and the others hurriedly pulled the fire brigade back, and directly dragged the zombie out a few steps, and the zombie fell to the ground and reached out to grab Zhang Xiaobai's legs, and also dragged Zhang Xiaobai back.
Several people in a line, in a line on the ground, in a straight line.
The policeman who went down to get gasoline walked in with two jugs of gasoline, and when he saw this, he immediately didn't know what to do.
Xia Jianfei and a few people wanted to come forward to separate Zhang Xiaobai from the zombies, but they heard Zhang Xiaobai shouting: "Why are you still stunned, pour gasoline quickly." ”
The man with the gasoline hesitated, "But you're with a zombie." ”
Zhang Xiaobai was anxious: "Don't worry about me, if you don't splash it, everyone will die here." ”
Everyone in the live broadcast room was in a hurry.
"You can't splash it, the anchor is still with zombies."
"If you dare to splash it, I will definitely go to the police station of your NTU"
"The anchor sacrifices himself for others, which is so admirable."
But the policeman still poured gasoline on the zombies and even Zhang Xiaobai, and several other policemen turned their heads one after another.
Many people watching the live broadcast stood up.
Everyone stopped talking, the barrage stopped brushing, and their eyes were glued to the screen.
Hopefully, don't burn it.
Hopefully, the anchor can be safe.
Many people began to bless silently.
There are even those who are timid and close their eyes, unable to bear to look at it.
Zhang Xiaobai raised his head and saw Xia Jianfei coming over with a lighter, and was startled.
"Wori, Xia Jianfei, what do you want to do, murder?"
"Didn't you say let's pour gasoline on zombies?"
"Hold the grass, I asked you to burn zombies, did you say that you should burn them with me? You fool, throw me my peachwood sword. ”
"Uh-oh." Xia Jianfei hurriedly picked up Zhang Xiaobai's peachwood sword from the side and threw it over.
Zhang Xiaobai caught it, raised the peachwood sword in his hand, and stabbed it hard into the back of the zombie, the zombie let go of his hand in pain, Zhang Xiaobai took out a talisman from his arms, recited a burning talisman, and threw the talisman at the zombie, and the flame burst and burned.
The zombies scrambled to their feet, wailing in the flames, and the blazing light forced everyone back.
At this moment, the zombie struggled to the edge of the window, and actually fell headlong, drawing a bright light in the night sky, and with a bang, it fell at the door of the library, and the fire burned for a long time before gradually extinguishing, and by the time everyone went down to check, it had become a charred black.
Zhang Xiaobai and the others were all tired and out of strength, lying on the side and panting.