Zero looked at the bald head and nodded slightly, "Very good"

Very good, the bald head who was originally sure to win the game chuckled in his heart, what does it mean to be very good

Zero raised his right hand and tapped his fingers twice on his temple, as if thinking about something.

Then he gestured two fingers to the crowd on the opposite side, "two choices"

"As soon as I leave the shelter with your people now, I won't stop you."

"What do you mean?"

"Kick us out of the shelter, it's full of zombies outside, and if you get out, you'll die."

"I'm not going out, I'm going to choose the second one."

A group of people were discussing in whispers, none of them wanting to leave the shelter.

In the crowd of onlookers, Qin Ruthless held his arms and looked at the shiny bald head at the front, and he could see the beads of sweat on the bald head from his own angle.

Qin ruthless smiled insidiously and put on a posture of watching the play.

The bald head swallowed his saliva, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and kept comforting himself in his heart that there were so many people here, he didn't dare to do anything.

"We can't go, we're born and died for the shelter, we're bleeding and sweating, it's impossible for you to say let's go, we'll go."

"Yes, yes"

Listening to the cheers and support behind him, the bald heart became a little calmer, and he looked at the young face opposite, quite a bit of an old god. The bald ugly and fierce face already showed a little smile, and it is not difficult to imagine that as long as he survives this time, the thirty people behind him will be his team in the future.

Little hairy boy, play with me

The bald head has begun to fantasize about the glory days after the right in hand.

"Then you can only choose the second way," Zero said coldly as he looked at the stubborn group of people in front of him.

"Zhao Qinchuan"

Zhao Qinchuan took a deep breath and said loudly, "Patrol, the captain of the second team, Li Biao, cowered in the zombie war, and openly disobeyed the leader of the shelter after the war."

What do you mean The bald head listened to Zhao Qinchuan point out his name, and listed the charges, and his face became gloomy for a moment. The uneasiness that had been suppressed with great difficulty floated again.

The next moment, Zero told him what he meant.

A black dagger was nailed to the bald Li Biao's head, and a wisp of blood slowly lay down Li Biao's nose.

Li Biao's eyes trembled and he looked up, only to see a touch of black

"Normal"

Li Biao's sturdy body lay backwards, fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust, and his eyes that had not yet closed looked directly at the fiercest accomplices who had shouted with him before.

Zero's right hand shook slightly, and the black dagger flew back into Zero's hand as if it was being pulled by something, bringing a blood-colored arc.

Except for a few people, most people didn't see how he succeeded.

The people behind Li Biao who had the same thoughts as him and seemed to be fighting for status were all stunned in place, and their heads couldn't react.

If you don't take the first way, you will kill the second way

"Liu Minguo, the patrol team, the leader of a team of three, cowered in the zombie war, and openly disobeyed the leader of the shelter after the war"

Zhao Qinchuan was unmoved, and continued to say coldly.

As one of the most lively people who followed Li Biao closely, Liu Minguo had just raised his head, and a black figure had already pasted up.

As soon as his throat was hot, Liu Minguo fell to the ground holding his torn neck, thinking about "ho" and "ho" in his mouth, and the last picture that came into his eyes was Zero's pitch-black, unfluctuating eyes.

The two people who took the lead were all dead, and the people who followed the resistance reacted.

It's like a pebble dropped on the surface of a calm lake

"Run"

"This new leader is crazy, and Zhao Qinchuan is also crazy."

Zhao Qinchuan continued to ignore it, and continued to say coldly

"Zhang San, patrol team, deputy leader of the second team and second group, cowered in the zombie war, and openly disobeyed the leader of the shelter after the war"

"Li Si, patrol team, member of the second team and three groups, cowered in the zombie war, and openly disobeyed the leader of the shelter after the war"

Zhao Qinchuan lit name by name, and Zero waved his black teeth and killed them one by one.

Calm, cold-blooded, without a trace of waves

"They want to kill everyone"

"Zhao Qinchuan is an undercover agent sent by other shelters to infiltrate, trying to murder Brother Tiger and drive away Brother Wolf."

"They've probably all been bitten by zombies and are going to mutate."

"If you don't help, everyone will die."

"Now look at us like this, and you'll be next"

Seeing that the killing intent was awe-inspiring, a few of these people with bright brains also began to rebel with the surrounding onlookers.

"Bang"

A slender black shadow fell from the sky and stuck straight in the middle of the crowd.

The Demon Halberd blade was on top, the halberd tail was down, and the sharp iron tail pierced through the chest cavity of a man and pinned him to the ground, and the man only fluttered a few times before he lost his breath.

Then another black shadow jumped down from the sky with a "bang", stopping the rebels who wanted to blend in with the crowd.

With a long blue-black mane, a strong body more than three meters high, bulging granite-like muscles, a huge bull's head and a sharp single horn behind his head, Niu Ben turned into a bull form, carrying a huge giant axe like a door panel, and stopped in front of everyone.

It not only cut off the escape of these rebels, but also discouraged those who were encouraged by words and also wanted to be in the limelight.

"Quick, change direction"

A man screamed profusely sweating.

Then I saw a one-armed man, holding the long knife in one arm, slowly walking out of the staircase.

Cold, emotionless black eyes stared straight at the man who spoke.

"Wow yes"

Before the man could shout again to change direction, an obese figure fell from mid-air with a strange scream.

Zhang Wei rubbed his head, swayed to his feet, endured the pain and bull running, Xu Bin formed a three-legged posture, and surrounded these resisting people in the middle.

Originally, he watched Niu Ben directly transform and jump down from the sixth floor, Zhang Wei was envious, but he didn't have that physique.

Thinking that he also had six flying swords, he might be able to let them drag him down. Then, as the flying swords continued to protest, one grabbed the half of the rusty sword and the slender black sword, and at the same time stepped on the three small swords, and flew out from the sixth floor tremblingly.

As for the blood-red demon sword, Zhang Wei didn't dare to touch it, he felt that the demon sword would really cut himself.

Crookedly flew to the second floor with Zhang Wei, and the five flying swords finally couldn't support his two-hundred-pound body, so he was thrown from a "height" of more than two meters in Zhang Wei's desperate eyes.

With one hand at his side and the other behind him secretly rubbing his buttocks, Zhang Wei looked at the man who couldn't dodge and fell in front of him with a tall posture, and snorted coldly, "Run again"