What is there to say?

Ran Xiong operated sharply, directly untied the equipment on his body and threw it to Ran Feng, and jumped into the basketball court, which is now the so-called gladiatorial arena.

"Wow, cats and dogs are in!"

"Then, let's ask our helmet to mourn! Wearing a helmet, pointed nails on both hands, and sharp teeth, it was a young man who had been hungry for three months! Presumably now it is a young woman mourning in front of it, and it doesn't want to rinse its mouth at all! Hehe, come to think of it, I'm afraid it just wants to do it~"

"Well, I bet that the cat and the dog will be bitten by him, the bite will be fragmented, the flesh and blood will fly, and there will be no bones left!"

"By the way, the record of the helmet mourning three months ago was twenty-one kills without defeat! Of course, it's still moving, how can it lose? ”

"Then, please expect the cat and dog to become the twenty-second flesh and blood under its fangs!"

Sure enough, from the corner on the other side, the former players' tunnel?

After the fat man finished speaking, a zombie staggered and roared and appeared in Ran Xiong's field of vision.

Its shape is indeed young, but what is even more terrifying is that it is tall, looking at least 1.9 meters!

It also wore a welded rugby helmet on its head, so tight that only the big mouth of horror was exposed, and it screamed and screamed.

It has to be said that the helmet is well designed, which is fully convenient for the helmet to eat.

"Whew!" Helmet Fu also found Ran Xiong's figure at this moment, where to hesitate, he roared and rushed up, it was excited, it was hungry!

"A fool is a fool!" Looking at the fierce charging helmet, Ran Xiong shook his head, he was confident that he would kill this kind of thing that was not a beast and was better than a beast.

So, Ran Xiong turned around and ran away, without lingering or procrastinating.

Yes, just ran.

Fortunately, thanks to the construction mode of the basketball court, the small two-meter high platform around the basketball court surrounded the basketball court, and Ran Xiong couldn't run out.

"The direction in which the cat and the dog are fleeing is the wall? He's finished, he's finished, let's wait and see him being torn to shreds by zombies! The fat host was excited, what he liked most was to see the bloody scenes, and the refreshment of human flesh being torn!

"Whew!" There was not a moment when the helmet mourner stopped roaring, its blood was full of blood, and its passion was inexplicable, unleashing its passion for its prey at hand, and letting its wildness echo in the closed gladiatorial arena.

Ran Xiong, decelerating, accelerating, always deliberately maintaining a body distance, not far or close, in terms of position, this position can not control the inertia with a brake.

Hey, it's almost time for Ran Xiong to sprint straight to a wall, and only make a sharp turn when he is about to get close to the wall.

Just right, this turn, Ran Xiong felt the hot breath exhaled from the helmet's mouth! Yes, it's hot, the temperature is quite high, and other characteristics are that the hot gas tastes fishy!

However, even if the zombie's claws are behind him, even if the zombie's fangs are close to the neck, Ran Xiong is still unhurried and achieves his goal step by step.

Anyway, it's the heartbeat that you play, and the excitement you play.

"Bang!" The helmet slammed straight into the wall, and the intimate contact suddenly used all the strength of its body, and it sounds miserable to you anyway.

Do sows go up trees? Anyway, Ran Xiong didn't know, but at this moment he knew that zombies would not turn sharply.

The opportunity could not be missed, Ran Xiong saw the opportunity, bent his left arm directly to the position of the helmet's ribs and shoulder sockets, and lunged under his feet, pressing the helmet against the wall.

Immediately afterwards, with his right foot raised, Ran Xiong kicked vigorously on the junction between the lower leg and the knee joint of the helmet!

"Click!" The momentum is strong and heavy, steady and ruthless, Ran Xiong directly stepped on the right leg of the helmet mourning, and also heard the sound of the helmet mourning's leg bone breaking.

"Whew! Oh! Oh! "The helmet mourning is not in pain, it is not wailing, it is angry, it is irritable, it wants to eat meat!

Struggled, desperately struggling, its sharp nails had already dug out claw marks on the wall, and the helmeted mourner's head was also stubbornly against the wall, smashing the wall into a round and deep nest with every blow!

The pressure can't be pressed anymore, Ran Xiong is very interesting, and compares his strength with zombies, isn't that equivalent to being disgusting with zombies?

After pressing hard with one left arm, Ran Xiong hurriedly jumped away and turned around, which was regarded as opening up a favorable distance for himself and making it easier for him to run faster.

"Whew!" The helmet's mournful roar came again, and it was still brave when it turned around, what was it to him to break a leg? One does not affect the rhythm, and the other does not bring pain.

A one-legged zombie? Don't underestimate it, the speed is still okay.

"A cat and a dog began to run away again, I seriously doubt that he is not a man, the front is strong! What is running away in circles? The fat host didn't stop taunting for a moment, sitting on the commentary seat that was neither high nor low, and he was still anxious about the zombies.

"Dog's day, he really lives up to the name of a cat and a dog! Look at the fleeing posture, look at the disgusting back, I feel sorry for the helmet mourning, it's a man, isn't it? ”

"Oh, I forgot, helmet mourning is not a man! What is the one who escaped? He can't, he can't, he can't! ”

The fat host and narrator all stood up, hysterical, I don't know what he's angry about, he wants to go down to help a bunch of helmets lose it, pounce and bite, pounce directly, chase a hair?

In circles, Ran Xiong glanced at the fat host, well, it's really passionate, but I don't know how it is, is it as sharp as his mouth?

Keep running, it's still the same routine, it's still the same operation.

After controlling the distance, Ran Xiong rushed to a wall again, followed by another turn and turn, widening the distance from the zombie's back, and then preparing to start.

How do pigs die? Zombies seem to have this problem, they don't sum up experience, they don't form thinking, they just hit it, and with a "duang" sound, they smashed into the wall frantically.

But this time it was different, Ran Xiong ran and jumped, stepped directly on the shoulder of the helmet mourning, and then jumped up to the stands with the help of a force, instead of trying to do something with it before.

Is this jumping stand position a coincidence? It is the position of the fat host, and the two have this kind of face-to-face eye for the first time, which has a kind of meaning that makes people feel that fate is wonderful.

"Go down to Lao Tzu, man! You can do it, you go! ”

Ran Xiong grabbed the fat host's microphone arm and pulled it, and then suddenly fell over the shoulder......

Fortunately, the stands are only about two meters and a half, and they can't kill anyone, and they can't be smashed.

It's just that the helmet is cheap, and a windfall falls from the sky? A lump of meat fell in front of you when you turned around? Thinking, you can't think anymore, it's just just, you just want to do it!

"Whew!" Charge, urgent, opportunity not to be lost, charging is a flutter, who said that people will not bite when their helmets are lost?