Chapter 30: Fighting Zombies (3)

Zheng Xiaoming was in a hurry because he was running, but he didn't expect to be a little close to the zombie, and when he passed by the zombie, the zombie suddenly stretched out his long arm and grabbed Zheng Xiaoming from behind.

Damn, I knew I was a little away from him, why didn't he catch him, I couldn't let it be torn apart, I had to take out his claws. Zheng Xiaoming regretted and was anxious in his heart. He shook his back slightly, feeling that the zombie was only grabbing his clothes, not the flesh, and he was slightly relieved. He ran forward hard, trying to break free from the zombie's claws, but the zombie's strength was so great that he let the zombie grab his clothes and drag him back a step away.

Zheng Xiaoming thought to himself, I have to hurry up and run away, if he drags him to him, he will definitely tear me into pieces of meat, or bite me to death, this zombie holds a grudge, he is going to avenge his pet leukemia.

The zombie dragged Zheng Xiaoming back with one hand, and the other hand was not idle, but quickly stretched out and grabbed Zheng Xiaoming's head from top to bottom.

At this time, Lao He, who was lying on the ground and hugging the zombie's left leg tightly, tilted his head slightly and saw it, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Zheng, run!" Watch out for his left hand! ”

Zheng Xiaoming's heart, I could have run a long time ago, the key is to let him hold on so firmly, I can't run away.

Zheng Xiaoming thought in his heart, is my life about to end now? Let this zombie end my more than twenty years of life? No, I'm not willing to die at the hands of zombies. Now, I must stay calm and don't panic, because this is the only way to escape.

Zheng Xiaoming struggled forward, turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the zombie was opening its claws and grabbing him. Because of the proximity, he could see the nails on the zombie's claws clearly, which was simply terrifying! made him shiver unconsciously! The nails on the claws, like a few small blades, shone brightly, and the pointed heads bent slightly downward. If this claw really grabs his head, he will have five holes in his eyes at once, and then with a little force, his head will be crumbled.

Lao He was exhausted at this time, but he still persevered, holding the zombie's left leg hard, just not letting go. He saw that Zheng Xiaoming didn't run away, and was still being caught by the zombies, he looked at Zheng Xiaoming with disappointed eyes, and shouted weakly: "You should run!" Hurry up and run! This sentence is full of a kind of helplessness, a faint blankness.

The zombie's left hand was getting closer and closer to Zheng Xiaoming's head, and it looked like it was about to catch his head.

At this critical moment, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly came up with a wonderful attention, only to see him turn around and gently flick the left hand grabbed by the zombie with the flashlight of his left hand. At the moment when the zombie was stunned for a moment, Zheng Xiaoming's right hand grabbed the zipper handle of the clothes in front of the clothes, and then suddenly pushed down hard, "squeak", and pulled the zipper of the clothes to the bottom at once. Immediately after, he turned slightly to the right, quickly shrunk his right arm, and took off his right sleeve. He didn't dare to slack off, quickly turned left, took the flashlight in his left hand with his right hand, and suddenly ran forward with a big step, took off his left sleeve and pulled out his left arm, escaping the zombie's claws.

Zheng Xiaoming didn't dare to relax under his feet, so he hurriedly ran two steps, came to Zhan Monkey, squatted down, and looked at Zhan Monkey's injury. I saw that his face was covered with blood, his clothes had been torn and tattered, his lips trembled, and he said softly: "Xiao Zheng, run!" Find a way to find an exit! ”

Zheng Xiaoming felt very uncomfortable when he saw Zhan Monkey's appearance. He hurriedly said: "Lao Zhan, don't worry, I will definitely find an exit and take you out!" He was afraid that the zombies would rush over and hurt the Zhan monkey again, so he dragged the Zhan monkey back.

The zombie grabbed an empty piece of clothes, screamed angrily, grabbed the clothes with his other hand, and then used two claws to pull Zheng Xiaoming's clothes in half with a "squeak".

At this time, Zheng Xiaoming saw that Lao He was still there desperately holding the zombie's leg and didn't let go, he was shocked, and now his other leg was no longer bound, if he suddenly raised his left leg, he could kick Lao He out as a ball at once.

Zheng Xiaoming thought of Lao He's danger at the moment, his whole body was trembling, he shivered, and hurriedly said: "Lao He, you quickly let go!" Otherwise, he'll kick you out and kill you in one fell swoop! Let it go! Hide aside! ”

Lao He heard Zheng Xiaoming's words, raised his eyes and saw that Zheng Xiaoming and Zhan Monkey were already a few meters away, heart, that is to say, the zombie did not hurt Xiao Zheng just now, so I was relieved. He knew that the zombie had a lot of strength, and now he was holding his left leg, and his life was in danger at any moment. Thinking of this, while the zombies were not paying attention, he suddenly let go of his arms, and "grunted" and rolled out five or six meters away at once.

Zheng Xiaoming took a flashlight, looked behind him, and found that there was a table, which was supported by four thick wooden legs, and there was a large space underneath. The fact that this table is not rotten shows that it is made of a special kind of wood, which must be quite strong. He looked up and found a spirit card on the table, which read "The Tomb of Chitaishou in Jizhou".

Facing this table and the spirit card on it, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly remembered something, he remembered reading it in a supernatural book, saying that zombies would not destroy their spirit cards, because this was on behalf of himself. He nodded slightly, as if he had an idea in mind.

The zombie saw that Zheng Xiaoming had escaped at this time, turned his head slightly, looked at Zheng Xiaoming, and then spit out a mouthful of white mist from his mouth, screamed a few times, stretched out two claws, and jumped towards Zheng Xiaoming.

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming looked at the Zhan monkey on the ground, and felt bitter in his heart, his ankle was sprained as soon as he came in, and now he also had injuries on his face and legs, and the wounds were quite deep. If I go out, how will I explain it to his family.

When he was sad, Zheng Xiaoming looked up and suddenly saw that the zombies had rushed over here! It's not good, what should I do! As soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw the table where the spirit seat was placed, and he thought to himself, now I can only hide under the table first to see if the zombie will protect his spirit position.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming hurriedly said, "Old Zhan, let's hurry under the table in the back now!" ”