I immediately turned off my flashlight, turned on one and threw it at the knife.

With a bang, the whole coffin board was pushed away by the hairy hand.

Immediately I saw a long cold air fly out of the coffin, and my frightened hands trembled violently when this cold air appeared.

Sweat swirled on my face like a torrential rain, dripping down one after another, and my eyes were painful from sweat, but I still didn't dare to blink my eyes.

I didn't expect people to be able to breathe even after they died!

I'm waiting for my chance, it's not time to shoot, and I can't see what it is.

Bullets have no effect on the bodies of these things that have died once, after all, they are already dead, and it is already a supernatural act for him to act again.

If you want to solve it at once, you have to face his head, and only by blowing his head is the fastest way to deal with it.

I learned to hold my breath and cover my mouth and nose with my cuffs.

Because I don't know if he can sense my breathing.

Maybe the TV series of these years are harmful, so I actually imitated it to this extent.

Clusters of phosphorus fire came out of the coffin, they emitted a strange blue flame, and my mouth was so dry that I could barely breathe.

A creaking sound came from inside the coffin.

A corpse stood up straight, and he stood up straight without the slightest point of focus.

I stared, the knife was still cursing me, and my voice was hoarse, but it was still no less than the voice I had just made.

Listening to his screams, every time the sound fell, I felt like it was the last time he made a sound.

The afterglow of the hand could shine on the standing corpse.

The clothes were so rotten that he couldn't see the style clearly, and it could be seen that his whole province had sparse hair, and the hair was still reflecting the green light.

I aimed at the head of the green-haired corpse, just over three meters away, and if he jumped, he could jump right next to me.

The flesh on the skull's face was almost rotten.

The bones were mixed with skin that had not completely fallen, and five or six fangs reflected the cold light on the mouth.

The two dried eyes in the eyes became two black spots, and the nose was completely gone.

The sound of bones rubbing against each other echoed in this space, and I was even more delusional to think that this sound was directly echoing in my head.

I was so scared that I bit my hand, I didn't even know my hand was bleeding from my own bite.

It may be that the visual conflict made my pain nerves useless, and I didn't feel the pain caused by the hand injury at all.

At this moment, I really hope that some hero or something will suddenly appear and come out to save my life, the green-haired corpse is even more terrifying than I imagined.

He slammed to the ground and felt the wailing knife on the ground.

Just like that, in front of me, he threw himself like a beast on his body with a knife and tore the flesh of his face with his mouth.

Blood shot out like it wanted to irrigate the grass, and the hand of the green-haired corpse was like a sharp blade, piercing the stomach of the knife without hindrance.

Ignoring the heart-rending screams of the knife, he pulled out a intestine, which was pulled straight in his hand.

He shoved his intestines into his mouth in front of me.

The ground I was crawling on was filled with the smell of urine*, and my heartbeat was about to stop with the weak screams of the knife.

Now when I look at it from this angle, the mouth of the knife is open and closed, but I can't hear a single sound.

Looking at the head and neck of the green corpse, I shouted and pulled the trigger, and the bullets shot into its head and neck one by one.

I don't know how to describe the sound of a bullet hitting a bone against Mocha.

Fortunately, this is a light submachine gun, and the rear force is not so great, and there is no force to press the gun now, but the bullet can still shoot in the direction I want. 520

In a matter of more than ten seconds, all the bullets in the SK gun were fired above the neck of this monster.

The impact of the bullet damaged him a lot, and his head was half crooked.

He twitched and tried to stand up, and I took a step forward with a gun, his body half-pouting, aimed at his throat.

"Dada!"

The bullet rained down like a laser into his neck.

Although his bones were harder than I expected, his throat was connected to bones after all.

With a click, his head and neck parted, and there was still a bit of flesh attached to it.

But his body was still moving towards me with teeth and claws, trying to tear me apart.

I immediately pulled two magazines out of my trouser pocket and dodged them back and forth in his arms.

The bullet hit him and went through with a series of thuds, which I suspect hit the steel plate.

It is possible that this green-haired corpse has mutated when it was cheated on, and his entire bones have been tempered.

I aimed for his leg, aimed at one leg, and hit him with a bullet.

He lay on the ground and still moved, little by little, when I came closer to me, I sat weakly on the ground.

This thing was so horrible that I couldn't hold back my tears, watching the knife's body still twitch, and even now, his eyes were still staring at me.

I knelt weakly in front of him, closed my eyes and shot him in the forehead.

I was afraid, I was afraid that they would rise up and kill me, and I didn't know why I had become so cruel.

I'm scared right now, I don't want to stay here any longer, I want to leave.

I want to go to a place where there is no blood, I want to be alone.

I was scared, sweating and shivering, and I wanted to get out of here.

I tried to calm down and bypass the crawling route of the green-haired corpse, "I must be able to go out again, and if there is a mechanism to close the door, there must be a few doors to open the door!" ”

I went to the coffin, which was full of gold, silver, jewelry, and teacups that looked like they were worth a lot.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a bronze mirror on the coffin, and there is a buckle on the coffin to hang the copper mirror, and I don't know when it will fall down.

I even suspect now that it was the moment I hit it that knocked this bronze mirror off, which caused the guy in it to cheat the corpse.

I looked at the green-haired corpse that was still moving with one hand, and looked at the corpse of the three knives from time to time.

They had all been touched by the green-haired corpses, and I was afraid that they would get up and attack me, rummaging through the coffin with the other hand.

I eventually found a switch on the inner wall of the coffin.

Pulling the light, the coffin actually moved on its own.

I'll go back and gather all the gear I can take with me.

Hesitantly, I grabbed the gold and silver jewels from the coffin and picked up the bronze mirror and two teacups in my bag, and I jumped into the tunnel.

As soon as I landed at the bottom of the tunnel, the body of the green-haired corpse jumped down with me, and he approached me with his hands and feet.

I hurriedly shot him, running forward as I went.

He wasn't as fast as mine, and I ran for a while to get a grenade to get some safety and detonate it.

Running dangerously towards the other end of the tunnel, a huge shockwave swept from my back, and I was made a dog by the shockwave.

coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in pain, endured the feeling of dizziness, and insisted on getting up and running forward.

I don't know if the monster will be blown to pieces like this, I just know that I just have to run forward, and run as far as possible.