"Bang dang!"

The minibus that was moving rapidly stopped suddenly, and there was a loud noise in the preface, as if it had hit something.

Then there was a burst of screams, the carriage was in a mess, one-third of the passengers were thrown out of their seats by this sudden brake, falling everywhere, and the remaining two-thirds, after a very short period of confusion, also stood up from their seats, and rushed towards the door of the car invariably, blocking the already narrow passage tightly, at this time, the door did not even open.

"What the hell?!"

This sudden impact also startled Wang Tong, but with his strong control over his body, he would definitely not fall out of the seat like an ordinary person, nor would he panic enough to block the passage on the car in a panic.

Glancing at the half-broken car window beside him, he stretched out his hand, snapped twice, and completely smashed the window, poked his head out to take a look, but saw that the minibus had deviated from the direction of the road, and hit a big tree hard, the front of the car had been seriously deformed, and the driver, because of the strong inertia, directly hit the front windshield, half of the body hung outside, the flesh was blurred, the blood flowed, there was no sound, and I didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Because the driver was unconscious, no one opened the door, and the passengers who were blocked together let out bursts of screams, roars, and noises, and some tried to find a way to open the door, but none of them succeeded.

Then there were screams, screams, and cries.

Wang Tong grabbed a bloody arm, slammed it, broke it alive, put his hand on the broken car window, and with a hard effort, his body floated out of the minibus like a dead leaf.

"Interesting!"

He was a little dumbfounded when he saw the scene in front of him, and he had a sense of crossing over, because he saw the walking dead, yes, the walking dead, dozens of nine-generation zombies, I don't know when the minibus had been fenced off, and a few of them were already lying on the ground and began to gnaw at the corpses on the ground.

"No, these aren't even nine generations of zombies, they're pure walking corpses, so they're not afraid of the sun at all, because their bloodline level is too low, it's equivalent to nothing!"

After Wang Tong looked at it a few times, he understood, yes, these are walking corpses, the lowest level of zombies, it is funny to say, most of the zombies are afraid of the sun, only the zombies located at the poles are not afraid of the sun, one is so strong that their strength is enough to ignore the sun, and the other is that they are extremely weak, and the weak ones can't even appear in their bodies, so that the sunlight can't react to their bloodlines, so they can move during the day.

These walking corpses are the second type, but why are there so many walking corpses, and why are they attacking this minibus?

The walking corpses in this world are infected by the nine generations of zombies, and the nine generations of zombies are not even intelligent, like beasts, human beings are just food for them, so when they encounter humans, they will knock humans down, and then devour their bodies, human bodies and bloodlines are their food, they will never leave food alone, let them become walking corpses, therefore, there are not many walking corpses in this world, and they can even be described as very few, and like today, dozens of groups walking together, hunting people, it is the first time he has heard of it。

"Hmm, what's that sound?!"

In the middle of his doubts, a very thin sound sounded in his ears, this sound was very small, like a gnat, he couldn't hear it at all if he didn't listen carefully, but as soon as he heard it, he clearly felt that the blood veins in his body seemed to play some stimulating role, under this effect, he almost had a kind of body with those walking corpses to gnaw at the living.

"They were controlled. Wang Tong was even more surprised at this time, that guy in the dark seemed to have some means to control these walking corpses with this voice that ordinary people could not hear at all.

"No matter who you are or what your purpose is, what happens here has nothing to do with me!"

Wang Tong raised his hands, and his voice became slightly louder, "So, I don't want to meddle in things, and I hope you don't rush to kill everything!"

Putting down his hands, Wang Tong slowly stepped back.

"Stop!"

Just as he was about to withdraw more than ten meters away, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Catching this voice, all the walking corpses that were still able to move were obviously stunned, as if they had received some orders, and then, they gave up the target in their hands and surrounded Wang Tong.

"What a bunch of troublesome guys, Lao Tzu is not powerful, you dare to be a sick cat when Lao Tzu!!"

Wang Tong's face was cold, he let out a sneer, clenched his hands into fists, strode forward, just two steps, and he had already rushed to the front of a walking corpse, raised his hand is a punch, and hit his head hard, then he heard a "snap", the head of the walking corpse was blown to pieces, and the body slowly fell down.

A punch shattered the head of a walking corpse, and without looking back, his toes were a little on the ground, and then he got up and stepped on top of the head of another walking corpse, stomping his head to pieces, and at the same time, with the help of his strength, fell out of the group of walking corpses.

Killing two walking corpses in a row didn't cause much commotion, at least these walking corpses didn't have their own consciousness at this time, and they wouldn't have thought that this guy in front of them had killed their companions, in their eyes, at this time, the most wonderful thing was the food, a lot of food, and all the walking corpses who acted on instinct would not have any revenge and fear.

"These guys are deliberately made, I can feel the same aura from their bodies, that is, they are created by the same zombie, but who would be so boring and create so many walking corpses, and also, a nine-generation zombie, doesn't seem to have the ability to toss like this, right?!"

Wang Tong's speculation is based on the characteristics of zombies, the nine generations of zombies themselves have no intelligence, even if they can create such a thing as a walking corpse, it is only accidental and unintentional, and these in front of them are obviously consciously mass-produced, which is by no means something that a small nine-generation zombie can do.

If it wasn't done by the ninth generation of zombies, who would have done it?!

Wang Tong didn't think much about the things here, but the so-called world was involuntary, and after getting out of the encirclement of this walking corpse, the warning signs in Wang Tong's heart turned out to be stronger, as if something terrifying was approaching.

Sure enough, in the next moment, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind in his ears, he stepped lightly under his feet, turned around subtly, and felt a wisp of chill pass by his ears, his eyes froze, and he saw the cold light clearly, but it was a sharp ice pick.

"Huh!?"

The flying ice picks gave him a very threatening feeling, and subconsciously, he took nine steps in a row, and nine figures appeared one after another.

"Whoosh whoosh ......!"

A series of wind-breaking sounds sounded, and more than a dozen ice picks that were exactly the same as just now condensed out of thin air, and went straight into the phantom of his body.

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