85_85483The corpse was covered with a thick bedding on the bed, but even that could not hide its rotting stench.

Tang Xiaoquan pinched his nose, and reached out with a wrinkled forehead to open a corner of the futon.

Good fellow, an unbearable stench came at him, causing him to retch on the spot.

After a moment of calmness, Tang Xiaoquan got up and walked into the bathroom, took out a wet towel from it, and tied it to his face, which was counted as a simple anti-odor cover.

Although the deodorant cover can't completely block the invasion of the stench, something is better than nothing, at least he no longer shows the same signs of nausea as he did just now.

With measures to ward off the stench, Tang Xiaoquan leaned down again, and then ...... With two pairs of holstered palms, he began to grope around the corpse.

Compared with Tang Xiaoquan, who was quietly doing a "massage" for the dead corpse in the entrance, Wang Qiang, who was nesting in the kitchen, seemed much busier.

What is he doing? He's making things.

What to do? Something that can blow up a zombie's head.

As the saying goes, I have bricks in hand, I have them in the world, Wang Qiang has been thinking about getting a weapon to deal with zombies.

And after the last experience of the enemy zombies, his thoughts were even stronger.

And for this matter, he also considered it quite carefully.

First of all, the first problem that needs to be solved to deal with zombies is distance.

The farther away you are from the zombies, the safer you are.

So Wang Qiang chose a mop, this thing has a length of nearly 1.5 meters, and at such a long distance, I believe that no zombie can touch his body, thus endangering his life.

After solving the problem of distance, what needs to be considered is how to avoid the problem of weapons stuck in the body parts of zombies in battle.

After all, in the last battle, Wang Qiang almost lost his life because the blade was owed in the corpse's brain.

In this regard, Wang Qiang also thought of a solution early.

He first used a fruit knife to sharpen the stem of the receded mop head to the pointed end. Then he used the sealing belt to tie two sharp knives for it, and finally in order to ensure that the sharp knives would not fall off during use, he also specially wound a few circles of iron wire for fixing.

After finishing this qiē, Wang Qiang was already sweating through his clothes and became a water man, but Rao was like this, looking at the masterpiece lying on the ground, he still showed a dead smile with satisfaction.

Grabbing the weapon, Wang Qiang slapped it twice in his hand, and he could clearly feel that its weight was much less than that of a bat.

This means that, with the same use, this homemade weapon will consume much less power than a bat.

And there is no doubt that in the battle against zombies, perhaps this extra little power can save your life when you are surviving.

got up and danced his weapon twice, and Wang Qiang posed as a few flying masters.

In the end, he shamelessly gave his first DIY weapon a domineering name.

The name says: Zhangba snake spear!!

Simply cleaning up the mess on the ground, Wang Qiang carried a spear, dragged his steps, and walked out of the kitchen lazily.

Vulgar Reason: People will focus too much on one thing and ignore the things around them, and Wang Qiang is like this.

Because Shicai devoted himself to the great cause of creation, his nerves were tense, and he was completely selfless and did not feel tired at all.

However, at this moment, when a qiē was done and relaxed, the fatigue that penetrated deep into the bone marrow instantly hit his whole body.

Touching his nose casually, Wang Qiang's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he vaguely smelled a disgusting smell in the air.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block his nose, and then slowly raised his head.

"I'm cāo!" With a scream, Wang Qiang instinctively took two steps back, and then the Zhangba snake spear in his hand was also crossed by him in front of his chest for the first time.

It was no wonder that he had such a reaction, because at the very moment he looked up, a young man wearing a mask and stained with half-blood minced flesh happened to appear in his eyes.

So who is this person? Undoubtedly, it is Tang Xiaoquan who will end the "massage" work of the dead body.

Tang Xiaoquan was also taken aback by Wang Qiang at this moment, the latter was soaked all over, like a water man, and the strange weapon across his chest made Tang Xiaoquan feel that the other party looked like an African native.

"You are?" Almost at the same time, the two threw out the doubts in their hearts.

"It's you!" Then they each replied at about the same time.

Wang Qiang twisted his face and took a deep breath, he put down the weapon that was lying across his chest, and then shouted in a low voice: "I said, you are doing hairy airplanes!" Cosplay! Do you know that Lao Tzu almost stabbed you! ”

Wang Qiang's words were not Hu Hu Tang Xiaoquan, if the latter hadn't spoken out in time, he was afraid that he would really stab the other party's head with a spear.

"Uh~" smiled and touched his head, Tang Xiaoquan also realized that his own shape was indeed a bit unusual, so it was difficult to refute anything in the face of Wang Qiang's reprimand.

But the more Wang Qiang looked at it, the more suspicious he felt, and at that moment he couldn't help but continue to ask: "You shouldn't have messed with that dead corpse, right?" ”

Nodding affirmatively, Tang Xiaoquan's eyes suddenly brightened a little.

Speechless, quite speechless, Wang Qiang stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and turned around twice before he spoke: "Your head was kicked by a donkey, it's okay for you to get that dead corpse to make hair?" Hell knows if that thing is contagious! What if you get infected, you say? ”

didn't expect Wang Qiang's reaction to be so big, but looking at the indignant look of the brother opposite, Tang Xiaoquan's heart was flowing with a warm current.

After all, in the last days, people's hearts are unpredictable, and Rao is relatives and family members may fight for a little material.

Judging from the words in the mouth of Wang Qiang, their friendship has not changed, although the latter's expression is slightly rude, but the sincerity inadvertently revealed in his eyes will not deceive.

Smiling and stretching out his palm, Tang Xiaoquan stroked the gloves on it, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Qiangzi, I have done complete protection, and it will be fine." ”

Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows, obviously disappreciating, he snorted coldly and continued: "I don't care if you do it for protection or not, I'll ask you, what are you doing without touching that beast?" ”

"Well~" The tone was elongated meaningfully, and Tang Xiaoquan showed a weird smile: "I'm preparing for the next action!" ”。