However, this kind of trick of combining people with crowbars is unexpectedly useful, at least Mr. Mo doesn't have to go all out every time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After neatly killing four or five zombies in front of him, Mr. Mo drove away directly. His running speed is still quite fast, at least ordinary people will never be able to catch up, and zombies who are slightly faster than ordinary people will also be difficult to catch up.

Zombies have no physical limit, but Mr. Mo does, and Mr. Mo's physical strength has been consumed a lot, and the whole person is a little out of breath.

Running at full speed, Mr. Mo still had time to look back. A group of zombies with hideous faces were all chasing him frantically, and they were much more agile than the stupid zombies in the warehouse before, at least they wouldn't trip over some small obstacles on the road.

If Mr. Mo is not mistaken, and the zombie movie did not lie to him, zombies have a small weakness - they are not good at climbing. Judging from the stupid zombie before, the current evolved version of the ordinary zombie should not be good at climbing.

After running a few hundred meters, Mr. Mo finally saw what he wanted - a walled courtyard.

Mr. Mo chose this street to break through, not only because it has fewer zombies, but also because of the shortcut. In addition, the almost two-meter-high fence can effectively stop the zombies and stop them from pursuing.

Mr. Mo threw down the crowbar from afar, and the consciousness that he didn't have time to retract collapsed, so he couldn't help but be in a trance, but he didn't fall, and this level of consciousness loss was still acceptable. The nearly one-meter-long crowbar is really not suitable for carrying over the wall, and throwing it in advance will also affect the speed, which is very likely to cause him to not be able to climb over.

However, after throwing down the crowbar, Mr. Mo was a little faster.

Five, three, two...... Mr. Mo lowered his body slightly, bent his knees and kicked his legs, jumped hard, and his hands just propped up on the top of the wall, and then took advantage of the momentum to make an exaggerated turning motion, and then fell to the other side of the wall.

Thanks to the decorator who didn't put broken glass on the top of the wall!

After rolling twice on the ground and unloading the impact, Mr. Mo muttered to himself in his heart, and then began to observe the situation here.

Very lucky, there are no zombies here, otherwise Mr. Mo, who has just lost his crowbar, would be in danger. The most important thing now is not to go home immediately, but to find a makeshift weapon that you can get at your fingertips, and preferably something to eat.

Thinking of this, Mr. Mo hit the idea on the head of this family, hoping that he would not return empty-handed!

The courtyard of this family is also very large, about half the size of Lan Xiange's house, and it adopts a closed wall, unlike Lan Xiange's house, which is just a low iron fence. Because of structural factors, it is almost impossible for zombies to invade from the outside, so Mr. Mo only needs to pay attention to whether there are zombies inside, but even if there are, there will not be many, and Mr. Mo should be able to deal with it.

There are all kinds of flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, scattered piles of large and small strange stones, the layout is scattered, and the strange scenery is repeated, but it is ingenious. But now I'm afraid that no one has the leisure to watch, except for Mr. Mo, who is not distracted when walking.

Mr. Mo muttered in his heart about all the evil rich people or something, and carefully walked along the courtyard path.

In fact, Mr. Mo was still very vigilant, he was afraid that a zombie would suddenly come out from a certain direction and catch him off guard.

However, Mr. Mo is still lucky sometimes, at least this time he didn't meet zombies until he got to the small villa in the courtyard.

The door of the villa is empty, it is dark and silent, and there is a possibility of zombies inside, ordinary people will basically be timid and dare not enter in the face of this situation, right?

However, Mr. Mok ......

Bang -

He kicked open the door with a big grin, and his subtlety will not be repeated, in short, he kicked it very well.

The dazzling sunlight poured in and fell on the smooth white floor, and the living room of the villa suddenly lit up.

At the same time, a strong bloody aura came to the surface, which made Mr. Mo couldn't help frowning.

Hideous blood stains were splashed on the ground, extending from the center of the living room to the corner of the aisle on the right side of the door, and there was a corpse in the middle of the living room that had been gnawed in half, and the blood flowing from the body stained a large area around it, and the scene was extremely permeating!

From Mr. Mo's point of view, you can just see the corpse's gnawed face, the gnawed upper body, and the exposed muscles and bones are still slowly oozing dark red blood, which looks like a ghost! Mr. Mo was shocked when he saw it.

Scold! Looks like we're going to get a little copy!

Mr. Mo sneered inwardly, and then carefully glanced at the living room of the villa. There are not many things that can be used temporarily, sofas, pillows, coffee tables, and some odd and bits are basically useless, and there is a fruit knife on the coffee table, but it is too small and of little use.

However, Mr. Mo didn't bother with anything, almost at the same time as he saw it, Mr. Mo went directly over and turned the coffee table around, poured out the items on it, and then carried the coffee table legs, ready to be used as a weapon temporarily.

The coffee table, which is only one circle larger than an ordinary desk, is moderately weight, just suitable for Mr. Mo's habitual right hand to lift with one hand, and as a temporary weapon, it is not bad.

From kicking open the door to picking up the coffee table, it took Mr. Mo less than ten seconds.

The reason why it was so hurried was because Mr. Mo could see at a glance that there was a "surprise" at the end of the bloodstain!

Without a weapon in his hand, he always felt a little uneasy, it was too easy to get injured in empty-handed combat, and the zombie virus was very likely to infect himself through the wound, so Mr. Mo had to prepare as soon as possible.

And just now, I was a little arrogant and kicked the door, and the loud noise would definitely be discovered by the zombies in the villa, and it would be a matter of time before I came out to attack me. Of course, Mr. Mo didn't feel that he had done anything wrong by kicking the door, kicking the door was to prevent zombies from behind the door.

In the absence of weapons, it is not so important to be careful, it is important to let the zombies completely fall into your sight, because the zombies that do not appear are more threatening, and the real threat is always in the unknown.

Mr. Mo still has a careful side.

After lifting the coffee table, Mr. Mo stood behind the sofa slightly and used it to cover his body. At the same time, keep your eyes glued to the left corner, waiting for the zombies to appear.

The zombie didn't have the idea of rescuing the footsteps, and after a while, Mr. Mo heard a low sound of footsteps and quickly approached the living room.

Soon, two zombies, one large and one small, with blood on their faces, appeared in front of Mr. Mo's eyes. After seeing Mr. Mo, a living person, the two zombies let out a piercing roar and frantically pounced on Mr. Mo at the same time.

This situation is not critical at all for Mr. Mo, but it is also somewhat threatening, and Mr. Mo will not slack off in the slightest.

Seeing the opportunity, at the moment when the larger zombie ignored the sofa barrier and pounced directly, Mr. Mo slammed the coffee table, and the thick wooden table smashed straight on him from the side, knocking him to the ground.

The little zombie who couldn't jump off the sofa just bypassed the sofa at this time, and Mr. Mo also took advantage of the coffee table to knock him to the ground.

Next, Mr. Mo even raised the coffee table sideways and smashed the little zombie's head with the edge, and suddenly the skull exploded, and the blood and brains were scattered all over the ground.

Ignoring the bloody and brutal scene he caused, Mr. Mo immediately rushed to the big zombie that was knocked down, and slammed it with the coffee table mercilessly, and after more than a dozen consecutive blows, the big zombie who fell to the ground was already a blur of flesh and blood, barely in human form.