The broken and bounced weight was above the head of the walking corpse, spinning in the air at high speed.

A graceful parabola is drawn in mid-air, and the earth is inserted diagonally at a 45-degree angle to stop the rotation.

It turned out that the weight was the iron handle of a shovel.

The force of the downward slash begins to be transmitted through the head and extends to the whole body of the walking corpse. The huge vibration force was transmitted downward, causing its whole body to shake unconsciously, like a high-frequency vibrating mobile phone. The stiff hands were shaken loose and could not be held firmly.

Liu Zimo took advantage of the situation and slipped off his hand, and fell on his back on the turf, breathing like a hanging wire, dying.

From top to bottom, the shovel head that slashed was absolutely killing an ordinary person on the spot. But to the current yellow-eyed walking corpse, there is no threat at all, and not even the fur can hurt the slightest.

But strangely, just after this blow, the walking corpse seemed to be a little stuffy, and stood in place with a low squeak in its mouth. I was stunned for dozens of seconds before I came back to my senses.

The man who suddenly appeared behind the walking corpse also reacted after the heavy split, and everything was as still as stagnant water. Only the sound of birds remains.

The walking corpse moved slowly, reversed direction, and looked back.

The person who sneaked up behind him was none other than the little fat man in the security team.

The little fat man was too short to climb over the fence and escape through the front door. Had to turn back to find the access card.

But as soon as he returned, he saw what had happened. I thought it was that colleague who was poisoned again, so I had no choice but to come to the rescue.

At this moment, the walking corpse and the little fat man were less than three steps apart, and their eyes were facing each other.

The little fat man looked at the bright yellow light in his eyes, his heart was completely confused, and his brain was blank. He held the remaining wooden handle of the broken shovel in both hands and pressed it against his chest. His mouth was long, but he didn't dare to make any sound. His eyes also changed from shock to horror.

“... This... This... What the hell... I can't kill you...?! He stammered to himself, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and he stepped back trembling as he held the wooden handle in his hand. At present, the wooden handle in his hand is only symbolic, and it has become his only talisman.

The little fat man who originally planned to rely on surprise attack tactics to steal chickens to win, stealing chickens and rice, now he has become meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

As a human being, his instinct tells the little fat man that the yellow-eyed guy in front of him is definitely not something that ordinary people can provoke. At the same time, his brain is also frantically giving instructions to his body, asking him to run!

Without waiting for him to think about his reaction, the eyes of the walking corpse in front of him flashed with yellow light, and the expression on his face was hideous and terrifying. It's completely different than before.

The walking corpses are indeed constantly evolving, and they have broken through the ground in less than half an hour now. But it has gone from staggering to leaping like a fly. From the expressionless face to the current demeanor.

It exuded a strong ferocity that gradually enveloped him. The pressed little fat man felt more and more difficult to breathe, and his mouth was dry.

The yellow-eyed walking corpse did not attack directly, but stood in place, scanning him up and down. After making sure that the little fat man had no attack power, he finally grinned with a bloody mouth, and the four long fangs as thick as the index finger in his mouth were all turned outward and protruding, like four sharp daggers erected.

It's okay not to open his mouth, this mouth, this scene in front of him frightened the little fat man's eyes wide, as if he saw a hallucination, he couldn't believe that the fangs were real.

"You... You.. You.. How did your teeth develop?! I didn't have it just now! "Frightened teeth chatter uncontrollably.

The little fat man was right, the yellow-eyed walking corpse didn't have these four fangs before. The fangs in front of him were actually only after his head was slammed with his shovel. In other words, the little fat man's slash indirectly helped the yellow-eyed walking corpse change its teeth, which caused it to be stunned for a few seconds.

Looking at the four snow-white shiny fangs in front of him, the little fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva. I guess if I get bitten, I guess my neck will be broken. Thinking of this, his face turned pale, and the two pieces of horizontal meat on his cheeks were tense, like two pieces of air-dried bacon.

"Whew!!!" The roar of the greeting erupted and was deafening.

To the little fat man, this roar was like a summons for execution. He was so shocked that his heart was about to jump out. His legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with his butt falling backwards, and the wooden handle in his hand fell to his side.

In fact, the little fat man is not a brave person, otherwise he would not have taken the risk of sneaking attack. Now, if there was a normal person as an opponent in front of him, he would have rushed up and punched that person twice. But under its own immortal and crippled reblows, it was unharmed and unscathed. Just one thing had already scared him.

The situation in front of him was beyond his comprehension. There are so many things that I don't have time to think about and understand.

The brain gives instructions to run away all the time. He kicked the ground with his legs forward, and the turf flipped up. His ass rubbed against the turf, and his body slowly retreated. The imminence of death made him unable to stand, so he had to escape in this way.

The yellow-eyed walking corpse seemed to enjoy the pleasure in front of him and was not in a hurry to rush forward. Instead, choose to take a small step forward.

One step has just landed, and it has not yet stood firm.

Suddenly, something strange happened.

Liu Zimo, who was lying on his back behind it, his body was slightly suspended from the ground, and he slowly flew up.

His eyes were closed, and he stood silently straight, facing them.

The little fat man who slowly moved his body back, the walking corpse that came out through the fangs in front of him. Witnessing this incredible scene, I felt my scalp tingle, and stumbled: "Mom... Yikes! And also... This kind of operation?! "The worldview, values, and outlook on life have been completely shattered.

Liu Zimo's strange way of standing shattered all his inherent common sense. It is common sense that the natural standing movements of people will inevitably use the knees, elbows, etc. But the man in front of him... He didn't even drive any joints, so he stood up straight.

The walking corpse seemed to sense a strange aura coming from behind him, and couldn't help but turn his head to look back.

Liu Zimo's closed eyes opened and glared angrily.

There was a faint blue flame in the blood-colored eyes that had not subsided, and anger seemed to burn in the eyes.

The yellow-eyed walking corpse only looked halfway back, and Liu Zimo's body leaned forward, his right leg took a half step forward, and his feet formed a forward lunge. The left hand is clenched into a fist, the elbow is bent back, parallel to the side of the ear, and it looks like a bow with a full string, ready to go. Follow the waist and hip to the right, and rotate the force to drive the left arm.

The left fist suddenly burst out, extremely fierce, swallowing mountains and rivers, unusual.

The punch fell like a meteorite, slamming into the side of the corpse's face.

The punch seems to be slow, like slow motion. In fact, the explosive power is extraordinary, like the momentum of a flash flood.