Zheng Hao looked down and was shocked to find more than a dozen pairs of arms closely arranged together, like centipede legs and feet, grabbing his calves tightly.

At some point, the decomposed zombie fragments on both sides of the street stuck together to form a deformed ball of flesh with countless arms.

Zheng Hao, who was caught off guard, was a little flustered, well, he was caught off guard, he hurriedly swung the giant sword and slashed, and more than a dozen arms were ~ broken.

While Zheng Hao was busy rescuing the grabbed calf, more than a dozen black shadows took advantage of his pause to fall from the mountains of corpses four or five meters high on both sides of the street, crushing Zheng Hao underneath.

Through the blood-colored moonlight, it can be found that these black shadows that fall in the air are covered with long black hair, and the long-awaited black-haired zombies finally seize their chance.

Finding that the black-haired zombies were using the trick of stacking Arhats against him again, Zheng Hao couldn't help but laugh secretly, "Zombies just have no brains, don't you know that the same trick is useless for Saint Seiya?" Not to mention that he is a steel fighter. ”

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Hao wanted to use a sonic attack to shake away the black-haired zombies stacked on top of him.

It's just that before Zheng Hao could speak, the two corpse mountains that could only accommodate one person fell to the middle, burying him deep inside.

The sonic attack that Zheng Hao was about to send out was pressed back by layers of zombie remains, and under the thick corpse mountain, even if Zheng Hao was able to gather his qi again, his sonic attack could not be transmitted.

At this time, the mountain of Zheng Hao's corpse began to secrete countless viscous liquids, and the slime that dripped onto the ground actually burned the ground paved with granite slabs into green smoke.

It seems that the zombies are trying to melt and decompose the metal fat man with corpse fluid.

Before, Zheng Hao blocked the intersection alone and killed the zombies in piles, and the alienated people behind him were bored watching the excitement.

Zheng Hao's perverted physical strength made them speechless, and they all speculated that Zheng Hao alone could kill a zombie who was buried in his head and sent to death?

Indeed, if nothing happens, Zheng Hao will cut down all night, and the zombies who come to attack will almost be killed by him, after all, there are only tens of thousands of zombies in the entire Xingyue City.

With his steel body and perverted physical strength, it is not impossible for Zheng Hao to destroy tens of thousands of zombies with the power of one person.

What the alienated people didn't expect was that in the blink of an eye, the iron giant who was still exerting his might just now disappeared, and was replaced by a mountain of corpses four or five meters high and more than ten meters wide, which was still wriggling.

The sudden change made the alienated people a little overwhelmed.

The group was stunned, and a hoarse voice sounded in their ears: "What are you doing in a daze?" Follow me! Dig him out. Song Heping was the first to react, carrying the steel pipe and heading straight to the corpse mountain.

The alienated people rushed to the corpse mountain after Song Heping, inserting the steel pipe in their hands into the wriggling corpse parts, trying to dig up the corpse mountain and save the buried fat man.

But the steel pipe is not a shovel, and there are only a dozen people who can squeeze into the front, although the alienated manpower is large, there is no way to take the moving corpse mountain for a while.

Song Heping looked at the green smoke rising from the steel pipe he pulled out, and couldn't help frowning, "The rotten nature of the corpse water secreted by the corpse mountain is so strong, Zheng Hao, who has been buried in it for a long time, is afraid that it will be more than lucky."

Without the right tools, and without the ability to dig by hand, I am afraid that without Zheng Hao, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold the building with more than a hundred alienated people alone."

Continue or retreat? Song Heping, who was hesitating, heard someone exclaim! "Zombies, zombies are climbing up the mountain of corpses." Song Heping looked up and saw that a grinning zombie swooped down on him from the mountain of corpses.

Waving the steel pipe to pump the falling zombies away, Song Heping shouted loudly: "Don't panic, retreat slowly, zombies are no more powerful than alien beasts, we can clean them up." ”

The calmed aliens lined up in a dense formation and slowly retreated, and Song Heping in the front row took a few exceptionally tall aliens to suppress the formation, constantly knocking down the zombies that rushed to the front.

It's just that the zombies they knocked down with great strength staggered to their feet, dragging their broken arms, crumbling chests, and broken necks, and moving forward crookedly but unswervingly.

The vitality of zombies is too strong, and there are so many of them that the aliens are being forced into the building step by step.

Song Heping's hand gripping the steel pipe was already covered with sweat, and his alienated body recovered quickly under the blood-colored moonlight, but the zombies recovered faster.

The blow of a blunt object did not do enough damage to the stenching corpses, and Song Heping saw with his own eyes that a zombie with a broken neck slowly straightened its head.

On the night of the second full moon, demonic beasts appeared among the alien beasts, and the zombies also underwent new changes, and their attack speed and injury recovery speed were greatly increased under the reflection of the blood moon, as if they had an immortal body.

Thinking of the thousands of women and children in the building, Song Heping frantically waved the steel pipe in his hand, pumping and knocking down the approaching zombies again and again.

But the zombies that got up again and again made his heart get colder and colder, "It's over, even if I can escape tonight, I'm afraid those ordinary people will not be able to escape death." ”

The alienated people around him were constantly being replaced by his companions behind him because of their physical exhaustion, but Song Heping always stood in the front row, and his physical strength was obviously higher than that of other alienated people.

In fact, Song Heping himself didn't know that everyone else was alienated under the reflection of the blood moon, but his body changed during the day, and his strength was the highest among all the alienated people.

Although Song Heping led the alienated people to resist desperately, the zombies, with their undead bodies and numerical superiority, finally forced them all into the grain trade building.

Song Heping and a few aliens blocked the door, using steel pipes against the zombies' bodies, trying to delay their entry into the building, giving ordinary people on the first floor a chance to retreat upstairs.

They plan to use the stairs to resist the progress of the zombies, and if they can hold out until dawn, there may be hope of survival.

Without the illumination of the blood-colored moonlight, Song Heping obviously felt that the power in his body was losing very quickly, and then looked at the other alienated people who were already obviously exhausted.

He cheered, "Hold on a little longer, and they'll be going upstairs in no time." ”

Song Heping knew in his heart that even if the ordinary people on the first floor retreated to the second floor, the alienated people who blocked the door to resist the zombies would not have a chance to escape.

As their strength wears out, they will be torn to shreds by the swarming zombies.

Feeling the gradually increasing pressure on the steel pipe, Song Heping knew that his physical strength was about to be exhausted, and he smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I was still doomed to die today, but it's a pity that this body just had the strength." ”

While thinking about it, Song Heping noticed that his hand was light, and he looked at it intently, the zombies with teeth and claws in front of him were gone, and the zombies outside the door also sank.

Under a blood moon, the marble steps of the grain trade building had disappeared, replaced by tumbling yellow sand.