Chapter 20: The Devil Comes Back to Life
9527, who watched the video, didn't speak, he was in a complicated mood now, I don't know how to say it, the blind hostility towards humans before has now become blurred, this detachment leader, it should be said that it is respectable, but, perhaps, as he himself said, he is a demon.
Maybe 9527 is wrong because you want to use one word to evaluate human beings, human nature is complex, and you can't explain it in the exhaustive dictionary, how can you understand it at this time.
''Why don't we put him down, he looks like he's a good guy?'' Let's go into the ground. 9527 held back such a sentence for a long time.
''It doesn't matter, you can let it go if you want, but okay, you carry it yourself, I don't want to touch the corpse.'' With that, Nameless stood on the table to cut the rope.
''it!'' ''
Nameless screamed suddenly, and the corpse turned around strangely, staring at Nameless, its throat trembling as if it was about to scream.
Damn, this thing has become a zombie, Nameless stabilized his body, threw two daggers into his palms, and 9527 hurriedly got up and picked up the sapper shovel.
The corpse that I saw that was originally hanging quietly in the air suddenly writhed wildly, and its limbs were flapping indiscriminately, and its intensity was not even good for Nameless, so he could only dodge it slightly, and finally, the fan of the ceiling could not withstand his tossing like this
pong,,,,
The corpse fell heavily to the ground, kicking up dust, and Nameless was quick to take advantage of the zombie's stiffness when it landed, and stabbed it in the back of the head with a knife. However, it didn't feel as smooth as he expected, but it felt like a stone had been pierced, and he almost couldn't hold the dagger.
''He's made of iron?? ''
Nameless was surprised, and immediately after, another dagger changed direction and stabbed at the neck
''Ahh
With the screams of the zombies, the limbs that had been quiet twisted wildly again, and the force became bigger and bigger, I don't know if it was an illusion or what, I always felt that the arm was getting longer and longer, the bookcases, tables and chairs in the room, everything, as long as it was touched by his limbs, would leave obvious dents or breaks, the situation at that time, the zombie was in the middle, twitching and twisting wildly, 9527 leaned against the door, Nameless was on the side of the window, the small space was very unsuitable for combat, not to mention that there was a crazy zombie.
''You go downstairs first!'' Nameless shouted, and then he kicked and shattered the glass and jumped down.
When the two of them met at the bottom of the building, there seemed to be no movement on the second floor, but suddenly, the sound of glass shards sounded, and a lump of objects fell down, why say a lump, because the zombie's hands have been distorted, becoming soft and slender, without the slightest bone support, and when they fell downstairs, the two hands twisted together, which looked like a lump at first glance.
Immediately after, the zombie stood up, its two tentacles as flexible as a python, and it grew longer and longer as its body flailed, and each arm had to be five or six meters long.