"Wang! Roar! ”

It was the low roar of the mourning dogs, and their voices changed, and they re-transformed into the beasts themselves given by their ancestors, and they were agile, bloodthirsty and savage, and even their tails became stiff and no longer so ostentatious.

"Ahh A man was directly bitten on the leg, got up from the dream and exclaimed, and then kicked the crazy dog to the other person's side with a hard kick.

"Ahh There was another cry of pain, as a roommate of the Chase Shop, where could he still guard against this, and he was bitten off guard.

So, in the Chase shop, where thirty-five people slept, under the crazy neighing of a dog, the whole army was wiped out in an instant, and there were no more dogs kicking around.

Because, the earth dog completed its mission, and was also killed by a sober man and cut off the dog's head.

It's just that the man was still complacent and wanted to mention the dog to show off, and the thirty-four pairs of green and deep mourning eyes in the dark night were aimed at him.

"Ahh This roar, more concrete, more irritable, and more powerless, turned into fear.

His intestines seemed to be pulled out; His heart seemed to be gnawed away; His brain, just like that, was cut open, he saw it with his own eyes.

The Chase shop on the other side is naturally the same, but some people can't help but play with their hands, using the only remaining cigarette butts, or still healthy buttocks.

However, this does not mean that people are dissatisfied, and the mourning dog will let it go.

"Ahh

There were more and more miserable screams, and the mournful wails became louder and louder, as if the cottage that had just been peaceful had become a purgatory on earth at this moment, and people did not dare to linger.

The two hands must not have fallen well, and the wind in the mountains ignited the gambling house with a whistling of the wind, and the leopard that continued 666 did not come out.

Because the fire is so big, how can it be so big? On the ground, where there was no grass, there was a crazy fire, and it instantly lit up the night.

After a while, the smell of barbecue came.

Naturally, there are people who rush out with barbecue, but they don't know that after rushing out, there are still their best friends in the past, waiting for a fresh body.

Also waiting...... The most beautiful first special meat.

The monk is still hiding in the shadows, because he wants to kill a person, and if this person does not die, it proves that the mission is still in the very beginning.

"The big boss, the big boss, killed, killed! There are zombies, there are zombies! The monk naturally found this person for the first time.

"You are?" The big boss who woke up from his sleep was furious, and the anger between the words was hotter than the fire around him.

"Big boss, I'm the guy who sent meat from Dajingshan!" The monk pretended to have a frightened expression, his legs trembled, and his crotch was soaked.

Indeed, this looks like a big boss of 1.85 meters, giving people the feeling of being covered in tendons, how can you not make the legs of a monk who is only 1.7 meters tremble? Just the fist is worse than a casserole circle!

"What's going on?" The big boss walked forward, still asking questions, leaving only a majestic wall-like back for the monk.

"It's the one named Zou Laoba, who lost something and cheated on it, so he quarreled with people, and then he was even more angry, so he deliberately threw a thunder to scare people, but he didn't pay attention to setting the house on fire! And killed people! The monk said in a hurry, "There were zombies, and now I am afraid that the situation cannot be controlled!" ”

"Zou Laoba!" The big boss clenched his fists, his teeth rattled, and said, "If I catch him, I will not peel his skin." ”

"Okay, I'll send you to catch him! He hasn't gone far yet! Hey! The monk smiled, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the back of the big boss's head.

"Bang!" The gun rang out, and the big boss who didn't know how many heroes he was fell in a pool of blood, no, it was a brain flower.

He still has resentment in his eyes, I don't know if he is resentful of Zou Laoba, or this meat delivery guy with superb acting skills, anyway, it is not good to die, it is meaningless, there is no operation, and there is no stage.

Then, in his reluctance, he asked the monk to cut off his head and put it in a black pocket.

"Zou Laoba killed the big boss! Zou Laoba killed the big boss! It was the monk's voice that came loudly, but it caused everyone's panic even more!

"Dadada!" This is the sound of the Thomson submachine gun.

"Zou Laoba! Where to run! I don't know how many people were killed by mistake in this sentence.

"Zou Laoba! Give me death! After another shuttle, the trembling on the monk's body became more and more obvious, and the sound of breathing became more and more rapid, this kind of random killing was simply killing him.

It seems that this is his life's work.

The cottage is still filled with monstrous fires, and I feel that there is only one way to live through the gate of the cottage, because only there is darkness, there is not shrouded in firelight, and there is a slight sense of security.

"Come out and kill one quickly!" This is Ran Jun giving orders, and half of the team that came with him has gone back, but there are enough people.

It's just that the guns in the family have been brought out, and now the people who go back don't know whether to hurry up or not, and they just hope that the eldest brother can handle it well.

"Whew!" The first one rushed to the door.

"Hot!" The second rushed to the door.

"Poof!" The first head hits the ground, and the second head lands on the ground...... It's all the same sound of beheading, and it's all the same way to die.

"There is danger at the door!" I don't know if it was the first few who discovered that something was wrong and stopped everyone from fleeing, and there were few people left anyway.

"Let's go, the zombies are coming!" This voice is not a monk's, and whose is it? He shouted loudly and mournfully, which also reminded Ran Jun.

Then, the monk rushed out first, and when he was done, he turned his head and said, "There is the danger of Nima, and the people in front have escaped for three miles!" ”

Then, the monk hurriedly ran away with a gun.

"Run!" The monk's three right-hand men of the death squad also shouted, and ran away without looking back.

So, there are only thirty or forty people left, where can they endure it, in the dark night, even if there is fire, it is not enough for them to fight against the zombies!

I don't look back, I rush when I get bored!

"Dadada!" It's all gunshots.

The only remaining thirty or forty people were buried under the muzzles of the submachine guns that suddenly appeared behind the trees on both sides of the door, and they didn't even have time to resist, they didn't have time to take a closer look, even if it was just to see what kind of ugly face such a vicious sinister thing looked?

"Chop off all your heads, lest you lose them!" Ran Jun's ruthless voice sounded again, against these brainless people, and a regiment was dispatched?

"Close the door and leave a crack, two or two zombies are released!" It was Ran Jun's voice again, confident and anxious.

"Monk, take all the brothers with guns and hurry back!" It's still Ran Jun's voice, but it's full of killing intent.

And he, chopping off head by head, can still salvage these, already dead, dying, the enemies who fell at the door, harvesting, completely ignoring the sticky discomfort of a knife is a stream of blood spraying on the body.

It seems that killing fast is called normal; Killing in this way is called operation.