Chapter 60: The Way Home

Because Zhao Gang ran straight towards the road, the closest walking corpse to him was the outermost layer on the side of the road, and this layer was generally a weak walking corpse with a relatively thin body and was squeezed out by other walking corpses.

When he was choosing a target, he deliberately found a walking corpse with a body similar to him in this batch of walking corpses that was already short in stature, which should be a child's walking corpse.

After decisively killing the child's walking corpse, he dragged the walking corpse towards the nearby canal with all his might.

It also happened that because the child's walking corpse itself was short, coupled with the invasion of the virus, it was even lighter, so Zhao Gang was very fast when he dragged this walking corpse.

However, even if the walking corpse has been dead for such a long time, there will still be "blood" flowing out when dragging.

No, it can't be considered blood, but it should be a gel with a black bias, a bit like jelly.

While this jelly smells incomparably stinky, it also has a strong degree of toughness, and the kind of jelly that flows out of Zhao Gang's dragging corpse is not affected at all, and still maintains its original state.

It's a bit like the ancient people used horses to pull a rope behind them, tying a person to the ground for Ling Chi.

The person who was tortured in the back would follow the horse's continuous advance, and the skin of the body would constantly touch the ground, coupled with the horse's rapid movement, causing the victim's skin to begin to crack in large quantities, thus bleeding out and becoming a red road.

Zhao Gang has created a black blood road here, but the biggest feature of this blood road is that it is extremely smelly, it is a kind of smell that I don't know how to describe, just like steaming durian in the toilet with a microwave while someone is eating canned herring.

With this bloody road, Zhao Gang directly dragged the body of the walking corpse from the side of the road to the canal.

He first lay down in the canal by himself, and covered the child's walking corpse on himself, because of the drag along the way, Zhao Gang was also stained with a lot of black jelly, and this smell completely overshadowed Zhao Gang's own taste.

Then he casually took out the spirit pattern of determination, and the whole person closed his eyes, and he didn't dare to breathe, and his body didn't dare to move.

It feels like a long time passes, and it's really about three to four seconds, because the distance between the canal and the road is very close to each other.

In addition, the reason why the walking corpse generally has poor eyesight, so for the hunter, it just sensed that Zhao Gang ran into the group of walking corpses, and then lost his trace.

Looking at the hunter standing on the side of the road, less than two meters away from him, although it was only inadvertent, Zhao Gang's slightly opened eyes seemed to be able to see the hunter, and the muscles that swelled and stretched under the dark skin were constantly moving.

He took a sip of his saliva, and then silently said in his heart, I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me.

Maybe it's really a gambling saint possession, right? The hunter had indeed lost his trace of Zhao Gang, it stood in place, listening carefully with its ears and sniffing with its nose, but it couldn't feel anything from Zhao Gang in any way.

When he was sure that he couldn't find Zhao Gang at all, the hunter went crazy, he surged into his chest, and then roared at the sky.

Crazy with his fist constantly banging on the ground, bumping and bumping. It's like a piledriver, the more you hammer it, the harder it gets.

After about 30 seconds of tapping on the ground, it jerked to its feet, stood there stupidly for a few seconds, sniffed its nose and walked firmly in one direction.

If it could see it, it would be enough to see the group next to it, like frosted eggplants, and the walking corpses were licking their faces one by one and smiling and scratching their heads to signal the uncle to come and play, don't be angry.

The hunter birds didn't have any birds, and they looked like they were twenty-five or eighty-thousand, and they fell on their butts and left.

The walking corpses who were laughing with them in the same place, as if they had the backbone, followed the hunters and walked away, and their figures gradually drifted away.

Zhao Gang silently counted in his heart for about three minutes before he dared to slowly let go of this breath and breathe violently.

It's really stinky, Zhao Gang is like someone else holding a fart in the palm of his hand, and then suddenly putting it on his nose, the sourness is really more sour than Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles.

After such a long bloody battle, and the smell washed away, he held on to the canal next to him, and then began to vomit loudly.

He hobbled to the place where the hunter hated just now, and looked at the big hole in the ground, and goosebumps rose on his body.

It's an exaggeration, it's a big black hole, about 30 centimeters deep, and about 15 or 6 centimeters in diameter.

The hunter directly hammered down with his fist frantically on this flat asphalt road, a bit like the head of Mr. Stephen Chow in "Kung Fu", and he dug a big hole out.

Zhao Gang carefully looked his small body up and down, this is completely a enoki mushroom poking water tank!

Thankfully, fortunately. He turned his head to look at the group of walking corpses who had clearly gone farther and farther, they were at the fork in the road, and this time they did not choose the way back to the village, but took the other way.

If Zhao Gang is not mistaken, the end of that road is the urban area.

This wave of battles is really over here, Zhao Gang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then dragged his tired body and walked slowly in the direction that Wang Kai had roughly pointed out before leaving.

It was a bit embarrassing that he only knew the approximate location, but not the detailed address, so he could only wander around in this area.

In this case, it is not good for him to shout loudly outside the house. After all, this is a special period, in case this voice shouts, good guys, and a few more hunters are brought out, then who can stand it?

If it was before, he would have shouted loudly outside the house, "Wang Kai, go out to play, walk," but when shouting this kind of thing, you have to be sure of the adult, otherwise it will be too difficult to go out for a while, and go home with stewed meat.

Zhao Gang also learned a lesson this time, and he was very cautious when swaying back and forth between each house, and he didn't dare to be like just now.

He walked around outside for about thirty or forty minutes, and Wang Kai's home was not found, but he analyzed the layout of the village in detail.

The real village is actually not big, and there are more than 100 households in total, which are basically all bungalows, and there is still some distance between the houses.

Assuming there are three people in a household, there are probably more than 300 people in the whole village.