"Wait! I see it! Someone is waving! ”

Nan Xi said suddenly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After knocking over a few zombies, Mr. Mo stopped the car and asked,

"Where?"

Nanxi stretched out his hand and pointed to the teaching building on the left, and Mr. Mo looked in that direction to the balcony. Sure enough, someone was waving desperately at them on the edge of the rooftop, as if he was still shouting something, but in the roar of the zombie group, he couldn't hear it clearly.

If there is no problem, Mr. Mo is ready to drive directly to the bottom of the teaching building, and then get out of the car and kill himself on the rooftop, while Nanxi and Yu Penglai temporarily rely on modified cars to support.

"Huh? There seems to be someone over there, huh? ”

Before Mr. Mo could start to act, Yu Penglai exclaimed. Looking around, Mr. Mo immediately spotted someone from another place. With his sharp gaze, Mr. Mo saw that Xiaoqiu was there.

At that moment, Mr. Mo drove again, swept through a large area of zombies that surrounded him, and then rushed towards the teaching building where Xiaoqiu was. As for the people above the other teaching building, Mr. Mo can only say that he can't help.

The body is horizontal, directly blocking the staircase, and the main driver's door is just facing the staircase.

After quickly counting the equipment on his body and confirming that the pistol bullets were loaded, Mr. Mo held the spear and prepared to get out of the car.

At this time, there were several zombies surrounded by the car, and there was one at the top of the staircase.

Mr. Mo kicked the car door, and the zombie behind the car door crashed open, and then jumped out, and the spear pierced, and immediately the spear pierced his head, directly nailing the zombie to the ground.

Suddenly, the zombie rushing down from the corner of the stairs was electrocuted, trembled a few times, and then fell to the ground, no longer moving.

Mr. Mo frowned and withdrew his spear. Looking back, a similar situation appeared in the several zombies surrounding the car and the zombies in the square who had not yet died.

Roar!!

A terrifying roar that didn't seem like a human could make suddenly exploded from the upper floor!

Mr. Mo's hair stood upside down in an instant, and his back was cold, as if he was being targeted by some fierce beast.

Damn it! Is this the thing out of control!?

So far, it is impossible for Mr. Mo to retreat in the slightest. Gritting his teeth, he rushed up the stairs.

The school building was only six floors, and the students' corpses were scattered and scattered on the stairs, which caused some inconvenience to Mr. Mo, but he couldn't care about it anymore and stepped directly over their corpses.

The more he ran, the heavier Mr. Mo's heart sank.

He didn't even see a living zombie. This ominous premonition, the sudden atmosphere, and the roar before are clearly the rhythm of the appearance of a big boss!

Bang!!!

After rushing out of the rooftop, Mr. Mo didn't care what the current situation was, and directly pulled out his gun and fired into the sky.

The loud gunfire immediately attracted the attention of all the creatures present, causing them to pause in their movements.

The reason why the word "living being" is used to cover the ...... present Belch...... The creature is because Mr. Mo doesn't know how to define the behemoth in the middle of the rooftop.

Although he is humanoid, he is at least 2.5 meters tall, and unlike the frailty of a 2.5-meter-tall man who suffers from gigantism in daily life, he has muscles like rebar under his white cuticle. The upper body of the body has long been torn by the explosive force, and the lower body is only left with some residual fabric to cover the key parts.

At this moment, he turned his head to Mr. Mo, who was facing him sideways, so that Mr. Mo could clearly see that compared to his huge body, on his slightly small head, there was no beard and hair, his face was expressionless, and the whites of his eyes were inhumane. But when he looked at it, it gave Mr. Mo the illusion that he was being targeted by a peerless beast, as if he had met a natural enemy, and his life was already hanging by a thread.

This terrifying momentum is simply a tyrant among zombies!

If he was a leisurely bystander, Mr. Mo would definitely have to complain about his shirt and pants, but right now, Mr. Mo doesn't have the slightest heart to think about these messy things, because ...... The zombie had a head in his hand.

An ordinary human head is like an apple in his hand, and he can hold it completely with one hand.

The skull...... It's Zhang Yuanshan......

There were pink muscles attached to his neck, and viscous red blood was still flowing down, apparently just ripped off. Blood spurted from the neck of a headless corpse next to him, and at the same time, two corpses that had been torn apart like rag dolls were also lying on the ground.

Obviously, everyone present can't match it when they join forces, so let's call this giant zombie a tyrant!

Time is just a flash, seeing Mr. Mo coming up, the tyrant did not continue to kill Xiaoqiu and them, or launched an attack on Mr. Mo, he only made a simple action, but Mr. Mo's face was extremely ugly!

Click――

The tyrant actually smashed Zhang Yuanshan's head with his hand! With the sound of bones shattering, the miserable white brain pulp and scarlet blood exploded and scattered all over the ground, and the bloody scene was terrifying!

Provocation? Demonstrate?

No matter which it is, Mr. Mo can be sure that the tyrant in front of him is extremely wise! Far from being comparable to his ignorant and bloodthirsty kind. This time, it was a strong response to Mr. Mo's shooting, and he obviously felt the threat from the gunshot.

Mr. Mo's face was gloomy, he didn't dare to shoot at the tyrant, first, the distance was too close, there was no room for aim, with the speed of the tyrant he expected, there was a great possibility of dodging. Mr. Mok didn't think he would be able to resist bullets. The second is that Xiaoqiu and they are all on the side where the tyrant is opposed, and it is too easy to accidentally get injured when they shoot.

The high percentage of close hits is just a layman's illusion, unless you have a good sense of gunfire or extreme luck, a well-trained person can easily take you out at a distance of more than ten meters. And now, the tyrant is less than ten meters away from Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo's previous shots were all aimed, and he couldn't say what the specific gun felt like.

However, Mr. Mo did not dare to withdraw the pistol now, the role of the pistol is equivalent to deterrence, so that the tyrant does not dare to act rashly for a while. The most intelligent tyrant is obviously not like his inferior kind, who has no regard for his own life and death for the sake of human flesh and blood.

On the side, Xiao Qiu, Liang Suquan, He Liming, and Forty-Seven, all four of them stared at the tyrant with solemn expressions, even if the tyrant turned his head, they didn't dare to make the slightest move. If you look closely, you will find that the iron rods in their hands are bent to a certain extent, not left over from the previous time when they blocked the zombies, but caused when they attacked the tyrant. Among them, the most serious bending is the iron rod in Liang Suquan's hand, and the two-finger-thick iron rod has been folded into a V-shape.

When the tyrant rushed to the rooftop just now, Liang Suquan took the tyrant's blow hard, and his cracked tiger's mouth, his arm that quickly pressed back into place after dislocation, and the bent iron rod were the consequences of this blow.

However, the others were not as strong as Liang Suquan, and Zhang Yuanshan, who was resisting the zombies together, was directly shot away by the tyrant, and then, the tyrant pounced forward with incredible speed and quickly tore apart the two nearest boys.

Forty-seven riots broke out, so that Ji Caiyi, who was about to be shot to death by the tyrant, escaped. Xiaoqiu and He Liming, who rushed from the edge of the rooftop, attacked angrily, but they couldn't help the tyrant at all.

Threatening attacks can be easily avoided by the tyrant, and attacks without threats are ignored by the tyrant.

After waving two palms with ease, and forcing back the forty-seven and other three, the tyrant's body was in a vertical position, and he jumped directly to Zhang Yuanshan's side. At this time, Zhang Yuanshan was still struggling to get up, but he didn't expect a black shadow to suddenly envelop him, and then ...... He heard bones being torn and muscles being torn out......

In the end, Liang Suquan held the bent iron rod and stood up with difficulty, forming the situation when Mr. Mo first broke into the rooftop.