In an instant, a large number of zombies broke through the curtain and stumbled towards me. I immediately shot back and kept shooting. In an instant, the clothing store was full of black blood and brains. The zombies were menacing and flooding into the room at the same time, and for a moment I was too busy to shoot them in the doorway, but they couldn't get close to me. After one clip of bullets is fired, quickly grab another clip from the service desk and replace it! Barely ensuring the continuation of firepower, the usual training finally made a difference.

The zombies continued to pour in, and I could only keep shooting, but I wasn't particularly panicked, after all, the zombies in front often walked fast, and the more they went behind, the more garbage the zombies became. As time passed, the zombies' mobility declined. I took the opportunity to speed up, and gradually I was able to make sure that I would kill them as soon as they entered the door.

The pile of corpses at the door began to form, and gradually increased, hindering the zombies behind. Now the zombies are moving even more slowly. I was happy that I would soon be able to light the fire. After firing another clip of bullets, he reached out and touched the table, but he felt empty, and he was shocked, and when he looked down, he saw that all the rifle bullets had been exhausted!

As soon as the fire stopped, the zombies immediately re-entered, and I quickly pulled out my pistol to shoot, and at the same time took out the lighter and threw it at the pile of corpses. The lighter I found from the villa, it is a high-end brand, the performance is very good, once lit, it will never be extinguished unless the fuel is used up. The lighter spun in mid-air and landed on the corpse at the door, starting with the clothes, and slowly burning.

The ignition was successful, but it burned too slowly, and the zombies were still able to get in. As I shot with my pistol, I scrambled open the box, pulled out the boxed shirt from it, and threw it to add fuel to the fire.

As the fire grew, the air began to fill the air with the characteristic scorching stench of burning corpses. I picked up the corpse from the ground and threw it into the fire, only to feel the heat rolling and the roasting very uncomfortable. Soon, the door was completely sealed by the fire, and the zombies could no longer come in, so they finally breathed a sigh of relief, counted the ammunition on their bodies, and couldn't help frowning, they were all gone, only the platinum pistol still had bullets, 20 rounds! Looking at the corpses all over the ground, I cursed: Damn, this time the bullets were consumed too much! Gotta get out of here.

I continued to push the service desk, and finally pushed it under the air outlet, the ceiling was too high, and I still couldn't touch it with a service desk alone, so I added a chair to it. Standing on the chair, I touched the ceiling and looked at it: the screws were screwed! Fuck, I was a little dizzy from this battle just now, and I even forgot about Qin Ning using a Swiss Army knife to remove the screws just now.

Fortunately, it was being renovated here, and there was everything in the toolbox on the ground, so I came down and got a screwdriver, and then went up to dismantle it. In the process, a few zombies rushed in with a fire, and they were burned to the point of crying wolf, and before they could get to me, they fell to the ground with black smoke.

The four screws were quickly removed from two. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the burning corpses were slammed open, and three giant zombies lined up, howling and rushing towards me. When he removed the screws, he kept the platinum pistol in his hand, and hurriedly shot, bursting two heads, and hitting the third one with a slightly worse accuracy and hitting the neck.

The giant zombie screamed and pounced, slammed into the service desk at my feet, and knocked the service desk down immediately. I fell from above, and I fell firmly to the ground, and I felt a tingling pain in my left thigh, and I couldn't help but scream, and I turned over to see a long nail on the deck, which was driven into my left leg.

The nail nailed the plank to me, and I couldn't run around with it, and there was no other way but to pull it off, so I gritted my teeth and grabbed the plank and pulled it out, and after a sharp pain, I pulled it off with the nail, which was more than an inch long and covered with blood. The zombies outside smelled blood and became even more manic, scrambling to drill inside.

After the giant zombie knocked over the service desk, it staggered like it was drunk. Although that shot didn't shoot it in the head, it was a blow to the neck after all, and the brain's control of the body was severely affected. It was hideous, and kept trying to grab me, but it couldn't catch me when it staggered.

The sharp pain in my leg made me furious, and when I saw a one-meter-square tile beside me, I reached out and grabbed it, tried to stand up, and struggled to reach the top of the giant zombie with the tile. One of the corners of the tile was just against its neck, and black blood continued to gush out and flow down the tile.

I endured the pain and pushed it forward with all my strength, but it couldn't stop retreating until it reached the wall behind me. With a loud roar and continued to push harder, the tile slowly sank into its neck. There was a sound of bones cracking, and the giant zombie's face was hideous, but its hands hung limply, and the tiles should have cut off its spine. When I let go of the tiles, my tall body collapsed. It wasn't dead yet, yelling at me, but it wasn't moving, and its neck was obviously broken.

Blood kept coming out of the wound on his leg, and he reached out and held it. Suddenly it happened: the gun is gone! When he fell just now, the platinum pistol didn't know where it fell, and he hurriedly looked back. It soon became clear that the pistol was not far from the service desk. However, a leather boot stepped on it. I slowly looked up, and it was a thin zombie wearing a black leather coat and leather pants, and it was the Corpse King.