The shadow looked like a human form, though. But it's clearly not normal. On the top of his head. It turned out to be something like a stick.

I suppressed the fear in my heart. Move the beam of the flashlight. Shine a light on the person's face. I was surprised to recognize that the person was the strong man in Mr. Cui's group.

Standing on his head. It turned out to be a submachine gun. And nearly half of it was stuck in his head.

His eyes were red. Bulging eyeballs. It's like a dead fish's eye. His face was covered in blood. Teeter. It was as if every step had taken a lot of effort.

"Are you dead or alive?" Shen Dali asked loudly.

The strong man did not answer Shen Dali's words. Raise your hand slowly. Hold on to the door frame. Lifting a leg with difficulty. Stepped out of the door frame. Then look up. Flipping his tongue and looking at us. It looks hideous and terrifying. It's even more disturbing than the red-haired rice dumplings I've ever seen.

Shen Dali asked in a low voice, "Fifth brother." What to do. ”

I try to keep myself calm. After all, I haven't experienced any strong winds and waves. I haven't encountered anything weird and terrifying.

"Run."

After all things considered. I still don't want to take any risks or be stupid and wait here. There is always nothing wrong with staying away from danger and threats.

But. Just when Shen Dali and I had just turned around. only to find it at the end of this corridor. There was a figure moving slowly towards us.

No way. I was made dumplings.

Shen vigorously drew his dagger. I thought about it and took it back. Pull out an iron pipe from your backpack. Gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it." If it doesn't work, just spell it. ”

Now we have no other choice. If you don't fight, you are waiting for death.

I also pulled out an iron pipe from Shen Dali's backpack. Take a step to the side. Stand next to Shen Dali. Gazing intently, the immaculate man stepped out of the door with another foot.

When his feet hit the ground. Suddenly open your arms. Stared at me and Shen Dali and roared. Shaking his head, he rushed over.

Shen Dali scolded. Swinging the iron pipe, he was about to meet it.

I hurriedly reached out and grabbed Shen Dali. Hurriedly said: "I'll stop him." You take out the cinnabar. ”

If the strong man is still alive. By the way he looks at this time. I should be able to handle it alone.

If he is already dead. Then cinnabar is likely to play a life-saving role.

At the time of the first floor. My cinnabar is all given to the cold moon. I guess there should be a surplus on Shen Dali's side.

After being confirmed by Shen Dali. I didn't hesitate any longer. Hurry up to the strong man.

The strong man is menacing. There is no difference between that kind of thing and the zombies in film and television dramas.

Only three or two steps. The distance between the two of us has narrowed.

The strong man screamed "whoop". He threw a huge fist at me.

I dodged on my side. Swinging the iron pipe in his hand and smashing it into his head.

This time. I put all my strength into it. When the iron pipe hit him in the head. My hands trembled and went numb. I almost threw the iron pipe out of my hand.

"Bang."

muffled sound. The strong man's head tilted. He fell to the side.

But. It was as if he didn't know the pain. Raise your hand and hold it up on the wall. Again he threw his fist at me.

Sample. It's pretty fierce.

My blood was pumping. Swing the iron pipe again. Aimed at his head again.

This time I played really strongly. Just listen to the "click". The strong man's head tilted. The submachine gun stuck in his head slammed into the wall. The "poof" went deeper.

Even so. The strong man is still not incapacitated. Struggling to get up. Spread your arms and lunge at me.

"Fifth brother, get out of the way."

In Shen Dali's shouting. I hurriedly stepped back half a step. Dodge sideways.

Almost at the same time. A handful of cinnabar was thrown out by Shen Dali. It smashed directly into the strong man's face.

The place where the strong man's face was touched by cinnabar suddenly burned. "Sizzle" white smoke is emitted. He stopped lunging. It becomes very painful. Raised his hands and scratched his face desperately. And he kept wailing loudly. The voice is harsh. It's more heart-wrenching than the sound of killing pigs.

Sure enough, this guy is dead. Otherwise, it would be impossible for cinnabar to fall on his body with such an effect.

He fell to his knees. But the movements of the hands still do not stop. Scratched the blood-stained face into a bloody blur. He even scratched his own eyeballs. Rip their mouths. But he still didn't stop.

It's a disgusting scene. I can't bear to look at it anymore. Turn and look behind you. I want to see how far away the other figure is from us.

But I just turned around. I heard Shen Dali shouting carefully. Rushed past me.

Followed by. I heard another muffled "bang". and Shen Dali's continuous angry scolding.

I was shocked. Hurriedly turned his head and looked back. I saw that the strong man who had changed beyond recognition stood up at some point. is fighting with Shen Dali with a pair of fists.

Don't. Cinnabar didn't work for him.

I got goosebumps all over my body. The vest is hairy.

Anyway. Fight with him.

I shouted. Hurriedly turned around and rushed over to join forces with Shen Dali to deal with the strong man.

Strong man for some reason. He was even more courageous than before. Raise your hand and grab my iron pipe and pull it back. Completely ignoring Shen Dali's attacks one after another.

I know very well how strong Shen Dali's attack power is. Didn't expect to add me. But he still can't help this strong man who has become a dead man.

Strong men are already so difficult to deal with with with their bare hands. If my iron pipe is really snatched by him. I'm afraid Shen Dali and I will be beaten to death by him.

I gritted my teeth. Death does not let go. Or even throw away the flashlight. With both hands, he fought with all his strength to recapture the iron pipe.

The strong man let out another shrill shout. Raise your other hand sharply. actually grabbed Shen Dali's iron pipe. Also began to fight.

"Damn it. What the hell is going on with this thing. It's so strong. Shen Dali snatched back his iron pipe. While scolding loudly.

I gritted my teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Listen to me. ”

Shen Dali shouted "Okay". and he spoke no more.

Strong men are not only grabbing iron pipes. It's still going backwards. Shengsheng pulled me and Shen Dali to a meter in front of the door.

I calmed my mind a little. Biting the countdown: "Three, two, one." Let go. ”

When my voice fell. Shen Dali and I loosened our respective iron pipes very tacitly.

The strong man was caught off guard. Leaning back. But he stabilized his body in a strange posture.

"Kick him for me."

Shen Dali and I raised our feet and kicked forward in unison. Together, put their right foot on the strong man's chest. But it was as if he had kicked an iron plate. And the strong man didn't move. It doesn't seem to have been affected in the slightest. And waved the iron pipe with both hands and smashed it towards me and Shen Dali.

It's at this critical juncture. Suddenly a gust of wind blew. Another foot kicked out between me and Shen Dali. "Bang" stepped on the strong man. Kick the strong man straight upside down and fly out. Roll inside the door.

Followed by. I felt my neckline tighten. He was dragged and slid out two or three meters away.

I looked up. I saw Leng Yue's green eyes. Surprise intersection.

He couldn't have come at the right time. A few seconds later. Shen Dali and I are about to be played to death.

Leng Yue looked down at me and Leng Yue. He asked in a calm tone, "Are you hungry?" ”

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