"What should I do," Li Bing leaned against the wall, trembling uncontrollably, and even spoke with a crying voice: "Are we dead?" ”

As soon as the words fell, it may be that the splicer's size was too huge to turn over from the marble platform, so it used the most brutal method - kicking the marble platform with three or four legs in turn.

Wu Zong felt that the ground was shaking, and the marble platform obviously couldn't withstand such a brilliance, and it only took two or three clicks to crack a hole, and for a while, dust was everywhere, making the pharmacy, which had no light, even darker.

"Is there a liquid nitrogen tank in the hospital?" Wu Zongzhi suddenly turned his head to look at Li Bing.

Li Bing had already squatted on the ground and hugged his head, trembling and began to wait for death, hearing this, he couldn't help but put down his hand and looked up at Wu Zong suspiciously: "Yes, there are in the warehouse, but it seems that there are only one or two cans." ”

"We still have a fight," Wu Zong pointed to the monster that hit the stone platform and said calmly to Li Bing: "This thing will give priority to attacking the enhancer, that is, me, I will lure it away in a while, you go and get the liquid nitrogen bottle, and when I tell you to throw it, you can throw the liquid nitrogen tank at it, if we are lucky, we can still go." ”

Human beings lose the ability to think independently when they lose all hope of life, but once they grasp the slightest hope of life, the desire to survive will cause the brain to spin rapidly.

Li Bing immediately understood what Wu Zong meant, he wanted to freeze this big guy with an exploding liquid nitrogen tank, as for how to detonate it, she believed that since Wu Zong said so, he must have his own way.

"Okay, I'll go get it!" Li Bing's eyes lit up, and he got up from the ground and ran into the warehouse next to him.

As soon as Li Bing left here, with a cracking sound, the splicer also kicked the marble platform made of more than fifty centimeters thick concrete, and his huge body rushed out of the smoke and dust, and his mouth made a gurgling sound.

Because it was composed of many corpses, the sound from its mouth was like many monks chanting sutras together, and the neat and terrifying sound made Wu Zong's goosebumps rise.

Seeing the splicer rushing over, Wu Zong pulled his legs and ran in the other direction of the warehouse.

As he ran, the splicer waved his dense hands and smashed over one medicine rack after another, chasing after Wu Zong like a mad rhinoceros.

Although its size was very bloated, its stride was very long, and with seven or eight legs running together under its body, it caught up with Wu Zong in a few seconds, and four or five arms slammed towards Wu Zong!

Wu Zong is really experienced, and he was prepared, he didn't look back, just listening to the bad wind behind him, his waist and legs rolled forward with a force, and he went out, dodging this (or a lot) punch.

He quickly stood up, and at such a close distance, he finally saw this special splicer, and he couldn't help but feel a tingling in his scalp.

Even on such a cold day, it had been highly rotten for so long, with a disgusting foul smell, and there were several things like huge sarcomas growing irregularly on its body, Wu Zong guessed that it should be its head.

The dense arms grew irregularly on its fat body, and the viscous brownish-yellow liquid flowed down its body like pine resin, which Wu Zong knew was the oily liquid formed after the blood coagulated in the blood vessels after death after a long period of decay, which was often referred to as corpse oil.

What's even more terrifying is that its fat body has human faces, which are densely attached to the splicer's body, staring at the black hole with its eye sockets open and its mouth wide as if it is about to let out a wail from the deepest part of hell.

God knows how many corpses this thing is made of.

Wu Zong had never seen this kind of splicer, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

At this wrong skill, the splicer's foot kicked over, and Wu Zong couldn't avoid it, so he hurriedly blocked it with his sword.

Boom!

This kick was extremely powerful, and it directly kicked Wu Zong's body away, and it flew like a cannonball for four or five rows of long seats before falling heavily to the ground, rubbing against the smooth marble floor like a curling stone and sliding for another two meters before stopping.

Wu Zong clearly heard the sound of his sternum cracking, coughed on the ground, and he tasted a sweet smell in his mouth, not knowing whether his mouth was broken or his internal organs were knocked out and bleeding.

But he didn't have time to delay, at this time lying on the ground for half a second more would be one step closer to death, so he stiffened the pain, and stood up again with his arm twice.

Then he felt a tingling and painful sensation in his sternum, and Wu Zong knew after a little thought that this was the self-healing strengthening nucleus repairing his cracked sternum.

This is the first time that Wu Zong has truly felt that his body is repairing itself at an astonishing speed after gaining the ability to heal himself, and he can't help but be overjoyed, and thank the bald head in his heart, if it weren't for him, he would have finished playing with this foot alone.

Wu Zong tapped his sternum lightly, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it except pain, so he stood up the Han Sword again and cautiously looked at the splicer who rushed over again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the splicer rushed over and threw his fist at Wu Zong.

But this time Wu Zong was prepared, only to see him on one side, avoiding the first fist, and then deflecting the Han Sword and sweeping!

Click!

The physical fitness of the two strengthened nuclear baptism is really strong, relying on the sharp and solid eight-sided Han sword, Wu Zong's sweep cut off the splicer's four arms, and then while the enhancer has not straightened his waist, Wu Zong swings the Han sword and turns to slash, and a vertical split goes straight to one of the splicer's heads, only to see a flash of cold light, a sarcoma on the splicer's torso cracks in response, and the contents of the head flow to the ground like a ripe watermelon.

"Mmmmmm

Suddenly, the splicer let out a muffled roar.

It's talking!

In an instant, Wu Zong felt his scalp explode.

This thing actually emitted two syllables, although it was a little indistinct, but Wu Zong did hear it, this was the first time he heard a zombie monster make a sound other than gurgling, he was sure that it was two words, but maybe because this monster had no vocal cords or the vocal cords had long been rotten, so he didn't know what it was talking about.

Although the monster didn't feel pain, Wu Zong's action still seemed to annoy it, and didn't give Wu Zong time to think about what it was talking about. I saw that all the arms on its body danced wildly like an octopus that had been caught, and smashed towards Wu Zong in turn!

The splicer opened Wang Ba's fist, there was neither discipline nor regularity, and he kept smashing at Wu Zong like crazy, and for a while, the entire hall was full of smoke and dust, and the huge force directly smashed the marble floor to pieces, and the splicer was like a runaway tank while firing the cannon while rushing forward, and the ground behind him was all smashed by his fist, and it was full of potholes, as if it had been attacked by a bomb.

Although Wu Zong had already concentrated all his energy on dealing with the dazzling attacks, while retreating, he blocked and flashed again, but the splicer's hands were too many, and a few times of caution still fell on Wu Zong, its strength was very strong, and almost every blow that fell on Wu Zong's body could smash his bones apart, but fortunately, it didn't hit the vital parts.

was smashed four or five times in a row, Rao is Wu Zong has a strong self-healing ability, and he really can't withstand this kind of dense trauma, and the pulling pain of the bone crack makes Wu Zong feel like he is going to be divided by five horses, and this monster has no pain at all, and he will not feel tired, so he will be stoned to death sooner or later.

Wu Zong decided to repeat the old trick, he freed his left hand, the thin metal blade at the wrist bone stabbed out, his right hand parried the splicer's dense fist, and the sharp blade of his left hand stabbed out at the right time, accurately cutting off the splicer's two arms.

This time it really worked, and I saw that the faces on the splicer's body collectively made a gurgling sound, and then, just as Wu Zong thought, the splicer raised his leg and kicked directly at Wu Zong.

Wu Zong was fully prepared this time, held up the Han Sword, and tightened every muscle in his body, and then, the splicer kicked on the Han Sword, and with the sound of the Han Sword making a metal sound that was about to collapse, the huge force directly flew Wu Zong out, but fortunately, this time Wu Zong did not let it kick it to the chest.

Like a billboard blown away by a typhoon, Wu Zong's body was spinning in the air, and he was about to hit the thick load-bearing pillar of the hall, and at the moment when he was about to impact, Wu Zong twisted his body to a suitable angle, stepped on the side of the load-bearing pillar with both feet, and his whole body formed a parallel to the ground, looking like he was squatting horizontally on the side of the column.

Immediately after, Wu Zong was like a spring that had been compressed to the extreme and suddenly released, and his body quickly ejected forward, driving the Han Sword in his hand to round out of his hand.

The inertia brought by this explosive force was very large, and the speed of the Han Sword was so fast that it was impossible to see the shadow, and I saw a faint flash of cold light, and the Han Sword had already reached another head of the splicer.

Wu Zong half-squatted on the ground and already let out a triumphant smile.

Click!

Seeing the lightning, he only heard a sound like plastic breaking, and Wu Zong saw that the hard Han sword was actually scratched and shattered by a few hands of the splicer!

This was a big surprise to Wu Zong, firstly, he didn't expect this monster's reaction speed to be so fast, and secondly, he didn't expect the hard Han Sword to be so easily scratched by it like breaking a plastic ruler.

"Wu Zong!" was stunned, and Li Bing's shout came from the pharmacy.

At the same time, the splicer rushed up again.

Wu Zong didn't think about it, he pulled his legs and ran to the pharmacy, he had to lure this monster to Li Bing's side now, otherwise it would be too dark in this hall, and Li Bing wouldn't know where to throw the liquid nitrogen tank at all.

With a sparse commotion behind him, Wu Zong didn't have to look back to know that the splicer was following closely behind him, frantically smashing things along the way.

But fortunately, he still got to the outside of the pharmacy one step ahead of schedule.

"Throw!" Wu Zong shouted at Li Bing.