Hearing Liu Lang say this, Xiao Ding really felt that something was wrong, and whispered: "Could it be that the thunder was not made by Chen Xin?" ”

Liu Lang took out the electric fencing, but it didn't activate it, so it looked like he was carrying a flashlight: "It's okay if that's the case, if it's not, it's a big problem." ”

Xiao Ding is not stupid and understands what Liu Lang means. If Chen Xin was involved in this matter, then now, Chen Xin is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

Liu Lang didn't dare to be careless, and immediately adjusted the lineup.

The big white tiger walked in the front, flanked by more than 20 cannon fodder servants; The Wang brothers lined up and were in the second echelon. The remaining Qin Tiezhu and Wang Yingxue stayed by Lao Liu's side as always.

After adjusting this lineup, Liu Lang ordered Hu Cong to continue to advance, believing that with this lineup, even if there were corpses pouring out of the gun factory, it would be able to hold out for a while.

Not long after leaving, Xiao Ding suddenly exclaimed: "It's Chen Xin!" ”

He swept back and forth with a flashlight next to an overturned car on the side of the road, and there was a person lying on his stomach behind the car, the other party was facing up, his expression was frightened, and his eyes were round, it was really Chen Xin!

was just illuminated by the light, Chen Xin didn't react at all, and saw Liu Lang's heart sink straight down.

He cautiously walked around the car with his servants, the lights swept away, and Lao Liu gasped. Chen Xin was lying on the ground, but only half of his body was left, and his body from the waist down was nowhere to be found.

I only saw a bloody drag mark on the ground, extending in the direction of the gun factory, it looked like Chen Xin had been cut off by something, but he still crawled here.

Xiao Ding sat down on the ground and trembled: "This, this, was he torn by a living corpse?" ”

Liu Lang asked Qin Tiezhu to stand in front of him to give him courage, and then carefully observed Chen Xin's incision. The incisions of the corpses were very neat, especially the spine, and the skeletal cut under the body was so flat that it looked as if it had been cut by a laser.

After watching it for a few seconds, Liu Lang's stomach turned upside down, and he hurriedly retreated and took a few breaths of fresh air before saying, "No, it is impossible for a living corpse to do this level." He was killed by something else, or maybe it was artificial. ”

Xiao Ding breathed a sigh of relief, got up and said, "Artificial? Could it be that there are other survivors in the gun factory? ”

"Who knows, let's go in and see."

They walked further on, and the closer they got to the gun factory, the more corpses there were. Xiao Ding pointed out that these were Chen Xin's subordinates. Most of these corpses were incomplete, either beheaded in half, or had their heads cut off, or they were cut off their hands and feet, and they died miserably.

Without exception, the incisions of these corpses were the same as Chen Xin's, smooth and flat, and at a glance it was clear that they had been cut open by extremely sharp weapons.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no charring at the edge of the wound, Liu Lang would have thought that the other party had the same black technology as electric fencing.

The night was dark, and the roars of living corpses could be heard from time to time in the darkness, and the corpses that had been slaughtered like pigs and dogs, all of which made people feel depressed and frightened.

Finally, Liu Lang entered the gun factory. The door of the gun factory was open, and when you came in from the gatehouse, there was an open space. Two trucks are parked in the clearing, and in the distance is a two-story factory building.

Walking into the open space, Liu Lang suddenly stopped, and Xiao Ding behind him almost hit his back.

"Mr. Liu, what did you find?" Xiao Ding raised the flashlight suspiciously, and a figure entered the range of light.

It seemed to be a man, tall and burly, with his back to the crowd. Just like that, motionless, standing in the dark.

This man also carried a sword in his hand. Blue-purple, the blade of the sword has a curve, like a slender willow leaf.

The sword blade that refracted the light gave people an unusually sharp feeling, which made Liu Lang and the others immediately contact the corpses outside.

Xiao Ding took a breath of cold air: "Is this the murderer?" ”

Liu Lang took two steps back, let Qin Tiezhu stand in front of him, and stood with Wang Yingxue, before shouting: "Ahead, who are you?" Turn me around! ”

The man seemed to hear Liu Lang's words, his body shook, and he slowly turned around.

When this person turned around, Liu Lang only felt a chill, jumping up from his backbone, and Xiao Ding exclaimed: "What is this!" ”

Under the lights, a strange face appeared in Liu Lang's eyes. The upper part of the face seems to be wearing a mask, and the bulging mask is of unknown material, and the light reflects a few faint, colorful halos.

Behind the mask, there were tentacles like octopuses, which wriggled from time to time and spilled over the back of their heads like hair.

The lower part of the face, underneath the mask, is a mouth, without lips, revealing a row of teeth and blood-red gums, as if the lips had been torn off.

Looking further down, the neck, shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen are no different from those of an adult man. It's just that humans don't have dark green scales as fine as frosted paper like it, which reminds Liu Lang of a lizard-like reptile.

The lower half of the body has articulated legs like artiodactyls, and even hooves that resemble those of cattle and sheep, and those two hooves are alternately stepping on the ground, kicking up dust and gravel on the ground.

Finally, the humanoid arm has only three fingers in the palm of the hand, and the fingers are black nails. It used such a strange hand, carrying the blue-purple sword like a willow leaf, which made Liu Lang feel both magical and terrifying.

This is completely different from the mutated living corpse I encountered before, and the thing in front of me is fundamentally different from the living corpse, that is, the weapon!

So far, the mutated living corpse that Liu Lang has encountered does not know how to use weapons at all, let alone the willow leaf sword, which can be seen at a glance and knows that it is made by Seiko.

This strange figure is almost like those monsters that only exist on the silver screen. It shouldn't have been in this world, and even though it is in this world, it can't be explained by common sense.

"Mr. Liu, you say, is this a living corpse?" Xiao Ding's voice was trembling, and this terror beyond common sense made him unable to keep calm.

Liu Lang was relatively better, but his mouth was also dry, and at this moment, the scaly monster in front of him raised his willow leaf sword and rushed over without saying a word!

Great! Above!

Liu Lang shouted in his heart, and the unprecedented sense of crisis made his whole body bow slightly, and he didn't care about surprising Xiao Ding. With a bang, the lightning on the hilt of the sword like a flashlight burst into light, and the blue electricity that flew and twisted quickly constructed the outline of the long sword.

At this time, the big white tiger had already pounced on the monster, and when it was about to pounce, the scale monster scraped a cloud of flying dust on the ground, and actually bypassed the white tiger and crashed into the cannon fodder.

The willow leaf sword danced with a purple light, and in the light, Liu Lang's cannon fodder couldn't even block it for a moment, so it slashed the scaly monster to pieces!

Fortunately, Hu is never human, they have no fear, they are not afraid of death. Under Liu Lang's order, the servants rushed forward one after another, and a few servants smoothly hugged the monster's hands and feet, making it unable to move for a while.

At this time, Qin Tiezhu rushed forward, crossed the Wang brothers, raised his arm, and swung it with a punch...

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