The zombies who were already standing in the hallway and were coming towards me turned to the ghouls. The four ghouls blocked the stairs and turned to fight the zombies in the hallway. I stood sideways in the doorway, watching as a ghoul stretched out his big fan-like hand, picked up a zombie like a chicken, tore off the rotten skin on its chest, and then slammed the zombie against the wall, shattering its head. The piece of skin was clutched in his hand like a rag.

As soon as one of the ghouls looked up, he saw me, yelled at me, and threw the head of a zombie at me. I shrank back, and the head flew into the room like a ball, bounced off the wall, and fell on the bed.

I hurriedly closed and locked the door, hurriedly retreated to the back of the bed and raised my gun, and secretly warned myself: the four beasts are like flying with infinite power, and they must be accurate, and strive for one shot at a time! Just as he was thinking, the door was kicked open, and four fools appeared outside the door at the same time, and they rushed forward together, but they were stuck in the door and could not move.

I hurriedly shot, and the two heads in front of me immediately burst into brains; The last two ran when they saw that they didn't pull their heads and legs. I wanted to cut the grass to the roots, so I chased them out with a pistol, and when I got to the door, I found that they had fled to the third floor.

The zombies that I killed just now have all turned into corpses, lying on the ground, tearing off their arms, pulling off their legs, all kinds of shapes. None of them are whole, and all the corpses seem to tell me how dangerous and brutal the ghouls are. Stepping on these corpses to chase them to the staircase, he was just about to go upstairs when a half-cut corpse fell head-on. Hurriedly dodging, the corpse's head hit the wall, and two eyeballs popped out like marbles.

Immediately afterward, all kinds of things fell like a storm: tables, chairs, benches, color TVs, refrigerators, ...... The corpse eater was very violent, he threw whatever he caught, and I ran into the bathroom next to the stairs, poked my head out to look out———— and the large pieces thrown down gradually piled up on the stairs, and soon blocked the stairs leading to the third floor———— and cursed in my heart: There is always a time when things are thrown away, and once they are finished, you will die!

was looking upwards, and suddenly, the zombies on the first floor below boiled and began to squeeze up like crazy. I was a little surprised, but when I looked closer, it turned out that the two ghouls I had shot in the head were lying in pools of blood, and the blood was spreading out like batter, and then leaking through a gap to the first floor. Zombies are stimulated by the smell of blood and are naturally excited. I looked at the corpses strewn up the stairs and thought, "Anyway, there are corpses blocking the stairs, don't even think about coming up!"

Suddenly, I heard a roar from below, and the figure below shook, as if a big guy was coming, and stopped on the other side of the corpse pile. Immediately, the pile of corpses began to slowly deform, and it was clear that the big guy was trying to push the corpses blocking the stairs out of the way below. I was surprised, and for the time being, I ignored the corpse eater on the third floor, and clenched the pistol and thought: As soon as you break through the corpse pile, I will shoot you.

Suddenly, a thick arm stretched out from the pile of corpses and slashed around. As soon as you look at this arm, you know that this zombie must have become after the corpse eater was bitten, and only the zombie that the corpse eater turned into has such a thick arm. I waited patiently, and as soon as I saw its head, I immediately rewarded it with a bullet.

The big zombie pulled it by hand for a long time and never came out, the space was really small, and after it squeezed it like this, the corpses on both sides were propped up against the wall, and they couldn't squeeze anymore. It squeezed twice more, suddenly roared, stood up straight, lifted the corpse that was pressed on the body, and the pile of corpses immediately collapsed, and the corpses rolled down with the handle, although there were still many corpses left, but it was not enough to stop the zombies below.

The tall zombie stood up, covered in black blood, and I looked familiar, and only then did I remember: Isn't this a "mace"? I've become a zombie! When was it bitten, it became so fast! Look at it again, there is actually a "ghost head knife" behind it! It's just that after they turned into zombies, their hands were empty, and their weapons were gone.

The "mace" lunged at me, and my bullets shot out at the same time, hitting its head squarely, directly lifting its celestial spirit cover. The huge body fell on its back to the sky. The "ghost head knife" in the back immediately realized the danger, grabbed the zombies around him and threw them directly at me.

I was caught off guard and fell to the ground by the zombie that threw me. The zombie was only half of its face, and it rolled over and grabbed my arm and bit it. I struggled hard, withdrew my arm, and the pistol was just pressed against its jaw, and the "Woo" shot shot it in the head.

The "Ghost Head Knife" kept holding both hands, constantly grabbing the zombies and throwing them over, like arrows. I was smashed and I didn't have time to stand up, so I had to hold an axe in one hand and a gun in the other, and hurriedly slashed and killed the zombies that fell beside me, 54 pistol bullets were too few, and they were quickly exhausted.

After throwing out a few zombies, the "Ghost Head Knife" suddenly jumped up the stairs and pounced on him. I was crushed by several corpses and couldn't move. It grabbed me by the neck and pulled me straight out of the pile of dead people. I picked up the axe and slashed it at its head, and it tilted its head back, and the axe slashed at its chest.

The "ghost head knife" roared bitterly, opened its mouth to bite my neck, just pulled out the axe, and in a hurry, he raised the axe and poked it, just poking into its huge mouth, and hurriedly continued to stuff it hard, thinking: Lao Tzu choked you.

The "ghost head knife" flicked its head from side to side, trying to spit out the axe, how could I let it succeed, the more and more it was stuffed, almost more than half of it was stuffed in. The beast had been grasping my neck with both hands, but when he saw that he could not spit out the axe, he suddenly let go of his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and struck me in the stomach. I was engrossed in stuffing the axe into its mouth, and I didn't watch out for this move, and I received several punches in the stomach, as if I was turning over the river and the sea, and my body suddenly went limp. With a wave of his hand, the beast threw me out. I hit the wall and fell to the ground, hard, and I fell all over the place. When I looked up, I saw when so many stars appeared.

The axe was already stuck in the throat of the "ghost head knife", it made a "cough, cough" sound, spit a few times but failed to spit it out, did not pay attention to the feet, tripped over the corpse, and fell into a dog eating. So he lay on the ground and grabbed the axe and pulled it out vigorously, and as he pulled it out, the blade of the axe opened the left side of its face, and a long wound was drawn from the corner of the mouth to the earlobe, and the mouth was twice as large as before.

I pulled out a magazine and hurriedly changed it! The "Ghost Head Knife" knew that it was powerful, and immediately attacked me, but it didn't have time to stand up, it crawled forward two steps forward and stretched out its big hand to grab it, my body shrank back, and with a "snap", the magazine I had just taken out had been knocked away.

I saw a tall packing box next to it, which said air conditioning———— this air conditioner is tall and big, it is definitely a high-end product, it must be the vertical air conditioner that the original owner just bought has not had time to install———— and pushed hard. The tall box and the air conditioner inside slammed down. It smashed right on the back of the "ghost head knife" and smashed it dizzy. I wanted to jump on the box, but my body was limp and I couldn't jump at all, so I had to grab the box and climb up. This air conditioner is already very heavy, and the weight of one person presses the "ghost head knife" underneath.

Seeing that the axe had fallen not far away, he leaned over and grabbed it in his hand. Looking down for an opportunity to make a move, most of the "Ghost Head Knife" was pressed under the air conditioner, and his left arm was exposed and close, so he slashed down with an axe, "clicked", and cut off his left hand.

The "Ghost Head Knife" roared in pain, and with all its might, it directly knocked me and the air conditioner to the ground. It jumped up, black blood spurted wildly from the broken left arm, and it grabbed my neck with its right hand, picked me up, and slammed it on the air conditioner, and then smashed it again, and smashed it several times in a row.

My smashed soul was out of my body, and I only felt pain everywhere in my body, and there was only one thought in my heart: I'm going to die, I'm going to die! At the critical moment, the door of the next room opened, a black shadow flashed, and a thin figure like a bamboo pole came out of it, jumped onto the back of the "Ghost Head Knife" from behind, and grabbed the cheeks of the "Ghost Head Knife" frantically and scratched. The "Ghost Head Knife" hurriedly let me go, and raised his hand to the back of his head to grab it. I lay down on the box and looked at it, and I couldn't help but be surprised: the black shadow was actually a black skeleton.

The "Ghost Head Knife" struggled hard, and his body spun involuntarily, trying to shake off the black skull, but he quickly lost his center of gravity, staggered back a few steps, slammed open the door of the bathroom next to him, and fell in.

I was stunned, zombies and zombies actually fought, it must be two dogs competing for food, wanting to eat me alone! I grabbed the magazine that had just dropped, and I shuddered and plugged it in, and I heard the "pop pop" sound in the bathroom, and it was already a mess. I thought: If you go in now, no matter which one you kill, the rest will still be difficult to deal with, let them fight, it's better to lose both!

At this time, another zombie climbed up the stairs, and half of the corpse pile was collapsed by the mace just now, but the remaining part is still difficult for ordinary zombies to cross, but after a long time, there are always a few that can come up. Looking at these staggering ordinary zombies, I really don't want to entangle with them, so it's important to run for my life. Seeing that the corpse eater on the third floor had stopped throwing things down, he held his gun and pushed away the tables, chairs and benches that the corpse eater had thrown down just now, and climbed to the third floor with the pain.