I sat next to the Corpse King, pointed the nail gun at it, and kept gasping, and my whole body felt like it was falling apart, and I couldn't even hold the nail gun! The body has been tossed to the limit, and as soon as I lie down, I am afraid that I will pass out. But now is the critical moment, the head is pinned to the waistband of the trousers, and you have to grit your teeth and hold on no matter what.

The ordinary zombies in the store staggered towards the door, and they passed by me, and some even touched me. My scalp tingled with fear, and although I was determined to die, I was always afraid. Now I have to ignore them, and just stare at the Corpse King viciously. All in all, as long as the Corpse King dares to send a zombie to bite me, I will kill it immediately.

The terrible thing finally didn't happen, and the ordinary zombies had retreated to the door, where they stood still, refusing to leave. I gasped and said to the Corpse King, "Let's make it clear now...... I'm not going to kill you now...... If I kill you, these brutes will come up and bite me to death! So I won't kill you......" Speaking of this, he spat out another mouthful of blood: "Hehe...... Damn it...... At least not for now, but you're going to fucking get these idiots out of the way! ”

The Corpse King hesitated for a moment, and I lifted my foot and kicked the nail in its leg. The corpse king immediately convulsed in pain, and said "cough" twice outside the door. Outside the door, the zombies began to retreat again, retreating twenty or thirty meters. Hehe, this brute! Now it's my talisman!

Now that the zombies are a certain distance away from me, even if I attack now, I will have time to deal with it. So he took a deep breath and suddenly tried to quickly crawl towards the platinum pistol, grabbing it in his hand. With a gun in hand, he was immediately bold and vigorous.

This is a clothing store, and although it is being renovated, there are still a lot of clothes left in the bag, which have not been opened. I struggled to take off my clothes, grabbed these shirts and suits and stuff, and tried to tear them into strips of cloth and bandage the wounds on my body. I tore it twice, but I didn't tear it, and my whole body was soft. I had to find a paper cutter to cut it.

Carefully wipe the blood from your body...... There were a lot of injuries this time: nail wounds on his legs, cuts on his hands, stabbing wounds on his arms, shoulders and stomach, and kicks all over his body. It takes time and effort to bandage! The whole process stared at the corpse king, as soon as it had the intention of breaking free, it would be killed immediately. But the Corpse King didn't move, it was nailed to the bar, and all it knew was that the ghost cried wolf.

After a while, I finally packed myself, and the bag was not very good, but in the absence of medical treatment, it can only reach this extent! I began to think in my heart: now I am covered in injuries, let alone fighting, even if I walk, I may faint at any time! It's even more fantastic to want to climb into the air conditioning exhaust vent! Sooner or later, it would be a scourge to keep this beast, but you can't kill it now. For now, I can only bet on it to find a safe place first, rest, recover its strength, and then make the next step......

However, the body injury was really bad, and the pain in the leg was so bad that I could only barely walk slowly, and I couldn't run at all. The entire right arm was seriously injured, from the hand to the shoulder, more than a dozen wounds, it hurt when I moved, and I could only barely hold the pistol. The left arm is still able to fight, and the situation is not optimistic. It's not a way to stay here, in case this beast gets annoyed and summons zombies regardless of life or death, the situation is still not good!

My current physical strength really restricts me from going out! It seems that the defense can only be organized on the spot, and there are still a few burning corpses at the door, but the flames are already very small, and they can't stop the zombies outside, I thought about it, threw a few bags of clothes on it, and the fire quickly grew again, blocking the door, and the zombies outside couldn't get in for a while.

Helping the chair opposite the Corpse King and sitting down, he let out a long sigh, and after a great battle, you will find that even sitting down is a beautiful thing.

After sitting for a while, my strength began to slowly recover. While resting, he looked at the corpse king. This beast is strong and intelligent, and although it is now restrained, it is always a threat to me...... If one is not careful, it will be killed, even if you can't get it, just a bite is a dead end! Looks like it has to be gagged first! But the problem is that it seems to be calling the shots at ordinary zombies by mouth, what if it is blocked, ordinary zombies don't listen to commands? Gotta think of a way to get the best of both worlds so that it can keep its mouth open and not bite me!

The solution was immediately there, I walked to the toolbox with difficulty, picked up a pair of pliers, and then moved back to the corpse king, and said to it coldly: "I want to take you away, but I am afraid that you will bite me, so now I have to pull out your rotten teeth...... After speaking, without waiting for it to react, I directly stretched out the pliers, clamped its front teeth and pulled it hard...... "snapped" twice, and the two big teeth on its upper jaw fell in response.

The corpse king's mouth was full of black blood, and there was anger in the pain, like an angry dog, "whining" at me. I held the gun in my freshly bandaged right hand, put it against its head, and said, "Not convinced? You have the ability to bite me! ”

Facing the muzzle of the gun, the corpse king "cough cough" repeatedly, and his attitude gradually softened. I sneered, "That's right! Open your mouth! Without mercy, he continued to use pliers to pull out its teeth one by one. Until there is not a single bare tooth left in its mouth.

At this moment, this beast's mouth is full of black blood, and now, it can no longer bite me! It's just that its claws are also very powerful, poking a few holes in Lao Tzu's body at every turn. I scrutinized its two claws again, one pinned to the bar and one pinned to my chest. It's also simple: if you're afraid that it will bite me, you will take its teeth away, and if you are afraid that it will scratch me, you will also take its claws?

I walked over to the base of the wall, picked up my axe, returned to the Corpse King, smiled at it, and suddenly raised it and slashed at the Corpse King's arms. "Click, click", before it could realize what I was going to do, both arms had been cut off.

The corpse king's two arms were removed, which was equivalent to breaking free from the restraints and rolling on the ground in pain. The difference is that its left arm remains at the bar forever, and its right arm is still hanging from its chest. Then it went completely crazy and let out a long howl outside.

I trampled the corpse king and scolded, "Beast, what do you want to do? "The zombies outside started to make noise again, and they were coming towards me. It seems that this beast has lost both arms, and in a hurry, he is ready to fight with me, regardless of whether he lives or dies!

It's just that the fire at the gate is very big, and the zombies start to be burned to death when they pass through. Seeing that the situation was not good, I grabbed the corpse king, put my gun to its head again, and shouted, "Let them go back!" ”

But the corpse king didn't care about it, twisted his body wildly, and kept howling outside, and the zombies outside heard the order and poured in like crazy.

It seems that this beast is okay with losing his teeth, and he can't stand it if he loses his arm, so he wants to fight with me! Even killing it now won't help, the best thing to do is to make it worse than dead! I grabbed it by my right arm nailed to my chest, pulled it down hard, and yelled, "Let them go back, or I'll fill you up!" ”

The right arm had already been cut off, but it was nailed to the chest, and it was pulled out and fell to the ground, and even a piece of flesh on the corpse king's chest was torn off.

The Corpse King screamed and writhed even more wildly, and I held the pistol in my right hand and struck it on the head a few times, and it fell back to the bar next to it.

Zombies kept pouring in, most of them were burned when they passed by the fire, and a few were able to pounce on me through the fire. Although I am just an ordinary zombie, I am injured and it is quite difficult to deal with it. Killed two zombies, and his temperament was also annoyed, so he picked up a steel drill and inserted it into the chest of the corpse king, and the steel drill penetrated and nailed it to the bar again.

I was reluctant to use a pistol, so I waited for them to get closer, picked up a nail gun and nailed their heads. But there are more and more zombies, and they are in a hurry for a while, and the ammunition in the nail gun is getting less and less.

I have to die here, damn it, if I want to die, I have to kill this one at my feet first! In between the battles, I jerked the muzzle of the nail gun and pointed it at the head of the corpse king lying on the bar, and cursed, "Dog, get ready to die!" ”

The Corpse King immediately showed a look of fear on his face, and let out another commanding scream, and the zombies that were close to me stopped one after another, turned and walked outside, and were burned again as they passed the doorway.

It seems that this beast is still afraid of death! After I saw the zombie withdraw, I kicked the corpse king a few times and scolded: "If you were so obedient earlier, you wouldn't have suffered so much!" Reaching out, he pulled out the steel drill, and said to the corpse king: "From now on, as long as you listen to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not torture you, if you don't stop, then I will let you live rather than die!" ”