Chapter 173: "Deadly" trouser legs
85_85483 Due to his physical appearance, Wang Qiang couldn't see the scene inside the house, but he didn't need to see it, because the huge movement made by the zombie dog was already a good illustration.
Hurriedly put his hands on the top of the outer plane, Wang Qiang knew that he couldn't continue to delay like this, otherwise he might reach the end of his fate in the next second.
With the force of his hands and feet almost at the same time, Wang Qiang jumped, and at the same time as he got up and jumped, a black figure in the room also rushed out.
The developed limbs of the zombie dog did not have any degeneration due to mutation like the zombie, on the contrary, the modification of the virus made the muscles of its whole body more developed.
Whistling out like a cannonball, the zombie dog only had one thing in his eyes at this time, and that was the thigh of the prey.
Without a doubt, this is what drives it forward! That's what drives it!
Finally, the dog jumped into the air, and at the same time, Wang Qiang also climbed upward.
This is a cross-point in time, like a huge scale, between humans and dogs.
As for whether the dog's mouth bit Wang Qiang first or Wang Qiang escaped in advance, no one can know.
But two seconds later, the result was reached!!
One foot has climbed to the top of the foreign plane, Wang Qiang originally thought that he was about to "escape and ascend to heaven", but the cruelty of reality made him fall into an ice cellar.
His right foot sank down suddenly, Wang Qiang heard the sound of his trousers tearing, he subconsciously glanced down at his eyebrows, and his face turned pale in an instant.
The beast bit him, right under him, for a moment Wang Qiang really thought he was finished, but when he took a closer look, he found that the latter was biting his trouser leg, and the catastrophe also made Wang Qiang rekindle his belief in life, and with the drive of this faith, he instinctively began to kick and shake his right leg hard.
You can imagine the terrifying power that a person can burst out in such a dangerous situation, Wang Qiang's right leg at this time is like a chain hammer on a demolition RV, smashing the corpse dog hanging under him to the wall again and again.
At the same time, the zombie dog below was also under the fierce fight of bloodthirsty desire, biting Wang Qiang's trouser leg desperately, and how you were beaten and hit by you, it showed no signs of letting go.
The battle entered a scorching state in an instant, and Wang Qiang's figure was also driven by gravity, slowly moving down little by little!
Seeing that the brother who was dragged by the corpse dog was about to get out of the cabinet and fall to the surface, Tang Xiaoquan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
But at this moment, he has no other way than to "cheer" for him!
Adrenaline is surging exponentially, and Wang Qiang's tense nerves have reached their peak.
Fear, horror, and the threat of death continued to invade his brain nerves, and just when these unfavorable thoughts were about to break through Wang Qiang's last line of defense and defeat his reason, Wang Qiang's stubborn and fiery temper finally played a role in counterattacking and reversing at this critical moment!
"I'm cΔonmd! Dog B brute you TM want to play, right? Yes! You Tang Ye will play with you! Don't be afraid of death! I don't know if it hurts! mlgbd, I still don't believe it! β
I don't know where the power came from, Wang Qiang supported it with both hands, and even people and dogs supported it on the top of the machine.
After sitting up straight, Wang Qiang gritted his teeth and glanced at the "dog skin plaster" that was still tightly bound to the hem of his calf, and a nameless fire rose up.
Kill it! This is the common idea of all neurons of Wang Qiang at the moment.
There is nothing to say, Wang Qiang, who is straightened, has no concern for falling to the ground, and the force of his throwing is naturally not comparable to that of Shicai.
The right leg carries the strength of anger, swinging back and forth in the air, and the corpse dog hanging in the air is like a flat boat in the sea, flickering left and right, up and down, and from time to time it will be hit by the nearby "wall waves".
But even so, it still bites Wang Qiang's trouser leg. It really has a bit of heroic spirit of "let the wind blow and the waves blow, I will not move".
Maybe he saw the fearlessness of his own kind, not afraid of death, and the zombies on the iron fence at the bottom of the building danced one by one, and they were not excited.
I just don't know if they're cheering for the dogs or angry about the big meal they can see but can't eat.
Suddenly, a human voice came from the earth-shattering howl of the corpse, and Tang Xiaoquan, who had been closely watching the movement of the window, discovered his brother's problem: "Qiangzi, don't just play with it!" Kick it with your left foot! β
Wang Qiang, who woke up the person in his dream with a word, was almost crazy by the persistence of the corpse dog and the strange quality of his trousers, as if a traveler in the desert had found a clear spring.
He immediately glared angrily and shouted, "Fuck your uncle son of a bitch!" Try this! β
After speaking, Wang Qiang lowered his eyebrows and looked at the right time, and then kicked down angrily according to the canine teeth of the corpse.
"MD, it's just your Y mouth, right?" Kick!
"I want to bite Lao Tzu, right?" Kick again!
"It's not loose yet, is it?" Keep kicking!
Even Wang Qiang himself couldn't figure out how many kicks he had kicked in the past 1 minute, because later he was only driven by instinct, constantly repeating two actions: lift and fall.
But what about the result of his hard work?
Wang Qiang's heart floated a trace of powerlessness, he thought that he had used all his strength, and at the same time used the whole method, but the resistance of the zombie dog was far from his imagination, this thing was even smaller than Xiao Qiang. No matter how hard you beat, you can't remove it. So......
Although he didn't want to admit it, Wang Qiang was defeated.
Weakness began to spread in the bottom of his heart, Wang Qiang felt tired, and his right leg, which kept kicking, gradually slowed down the frequency of the machine.
Sweat uncontrollably slid down his cheeks, and just when Wang Qiang was about to give up, something unexpected happened.
"Zila," the crisp tearing sound, if it wasn't for the whole body on his trouser legs, Wang Qiang would never have heard this sound.
And with the appearance of this sound, Wang Qiang's still solemn and tense plastic face slowly floated in a shallow arc.
The black shadow fell, its throbbing legs revealing its inexplicability.
Yes, how could its dull brain understand why it had suddenly left its prey after biting it for so long?
Not only him, but Rao is Wang Qiang himself was also surprised for a long time when he saw the scene in front of him, you must know that the quality of this trouser leg is really a little ......
"Hadron! Come on! β
Tang Xiaoquan's urgent urging came from the top of his head, Wang Qiang's body shook suddenly, he recovered from his stunned, and then subconsciously looked at the zombie dog that was about to fall to the bottom of the building, and turned over and climbed towards the top ......of the building.