The relative sight, the strange atmosphere, and Jiang Shan's gradually impatient mood, everything was so deliberate.

Jiang Shan's eyes narrowed slightly behind the smoke, and his irritability surged up again, looking at this disabled and ugly man, he tilted his head, waiting for his reply again.

However, everything was the same, and the disabled man looked at him like this, hehe, smiling, with a wise expression.

Jiang Shan picked up the cigar in his right hand, the corners of his mouth gradually curled, and a smile spread all over his face.

"Bang!"

With a crisp gunshot, the ugly head of the man in front of him instantly exploded like a watermelon, red and white.

The Desert Eagle in Jiang Shan's hand was slowly lowered, and then inserted into the holster of his left leg, which looked so insignificant.

"MD, ask you something, just TM keep giving me a heyhehehehe!"

The mood is already unhappy, and it is even more disgusting when I am made by this guy.

Not to mention that the man admitted that he was the scientist who transformed those rampaging zombies, Jiang Shan just wanted to ask about the content behind the scenes, but this guy kept smirking and asked him to directly raise a gun and kill the man.

"Bang!"

The body that fell to the ground with a bang, accompanied by the skull that exploded under the sound of gunfire, the ground was covered with blood and brains.

Looking at the man's still twitching body, Jiang Shan stepped directly over, and then walked towards the main hall gate of the temple in front of him.

Gently pushing open the somewhat dilapidated door, with the sound of the door opening, the main hall of the Buddha hall in front of him, a somewhat dim space, entered Jiang Shan's field of vision.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn at the bottom came from the Buddha hall in front of him.

A bald monk, with his back to Jiang Shan at the gate, was kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddha hall, gently beating the wooden fish.

"Giggles!"

The sound of the wooden fish was very crisp, echoing in the Buddhist hall, and the monk didn't seem to care about the sound of the door opening and the footsteps of Jiang Shan slowly walking in.

Jiang Shan stopped and looked at the Buddha Hall, which was not very spacious.

The space is quite neat, with shiny floor tiles, some dilapidated pillars, and the Buddha statue in front of the monk in front of him also looks rusty and uninteresting.

And the monk with his back to him, dressed in a somewhat shabby robe, set off his smooth head and the scars on it, always makes people feel a little nondescript in such an environment as the end times.

The sound of the wooden fish, at the moment when Jiang Shan stopped, stopped at the same time, it was so appropriate.

The monk with his back to Jiang Shan slowly raised his head, although he still couldn't see his front, Jiang Shan could feel that this monk had finally reacted, someone had come in, and it wasn't the disabled man.

"Donor! It's finally waiting for you! ”

"Amitabha!"

A sentence accompanied by a Buddha name was transmitted to Jiang Shan's ears, making his already curious mentality even richer.

"Oh!?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Shan spit out smoke and calmly looked at the strange monk in front of him.

Just like what the monk himself had just said in front of him, he supported the ground with his hands, trying to turn around with some difficulty, and with his efforts, he finally turned his kneeling posture and slowly exposed his front to Jiang Shan's field of vision.

The cigar in his mouth fell to the ground in some panic, accompanied by the ground that began to crack at the foot of Jiang Mountain.

The man's inhalation, as well as the killing intent that exploded from his body in an instant, made the open door of the temple behind him shoot out in all directions in an instant, making a violent sound.

The sunlight then shone into the empty Buddhist hall, lengthening Jiang Shan's shadow and illuminating the face of the monk kneeling on the futon.

....

....

"Ning Jiang, bring me a cigar!"

"Don't you have it yourself?"

"I don't have any clothes on, where can I find a cigar!"

In the queue of the trading point, laughter and laughter continued.

Everyone may have killed the huge Buddha statue because they saw their leader, just like killing the final boss in the game, which seemed very relaxed and happy.

From the beginning of October to the beginning of November, this month's time, everyone in the island of Zhoushan, for this task, is very hard, and now it can finally end.

Everyone had a relaxed expression on their faces, and of course, the fifth team, which followed the team to clear the few zombies on the road at the front, was still fighting with the raging zombies.

But the long knives in their hands were even more courageous, because they also knew that they would soon be able to return to the Endless City, to the trading point.

Back to his own small but comfortable dormitory, you can take a hot shower in the bathroom, then go to the cafeteria to eat, then drink a little wine with the team members, tease the girls and staff in the trading point, and finally return to their soft bed and sleep beautifully.

There are so many nostalgias that are generated in the space of this month, and this arduous survival in the wild makes them miss everything at the trading point immensely.

The four heroes who walked together, their hearts are not like this, they are willing to work so hard for the sake of strength and strength, but they agree and want to return to the trading point.

There is looseness and relaxation, which is the best way to progress, and it has always been like a bow, tight, and in the end, there is only one way to break back.

The four of them were all smoking cigars comfortably, striding forward, surrounded by chaotic mountains and forests and some tourist attractions, which seemed extremely chaotic.

Of course, the four of them were not much better, with a dirty clothes, full of mouths and holes, accompanied by the stench emitted from their bodies, this was a serious body odor that had been brewing for a month for an adult man.

After all, the smell of not taking a bath for a month, and having to experience battles with zombie monsters, being watered with dirty blood and various internal organs, and fighting in the rain and mud, can almost smoke people to death.

Fortunately, the four of them are all half-catty and taels, and they are also used to their own taste, and they do not dislike each other's dirty.

The bald head with a cigar in his mouth suddenly jumped out of the crowd, rushed to the collapsed shop on the side, kicked open the crumbling half of the wall, and shouted: "Come and see, there is a statue of that Buddha here!" ”

With his shout, Ning Jiang and the others also saw the huge bronze iron block in the collapsed shop, which seemed to be the giant Buddha that was cut into blocks by the third brother, this piece seemed to have rolled down from the mountain along the woods to here, and then crashed into this lonely toll shop.

The lump of the giant Buddha, with dirty blood in the middle, a piece of flesh and blood flowed out of it disgustingly, which made everyone very disgusted, and they also hated the guy who created such a monster in their hearts.

"How the hell is this thing made! It's so big, more than ten meters! How many corpses are needed for this! ”

The bald head stepped on the iron block and said in doubt.

"Although the outer layer is all copper and iron, it is indeed flesh and blood, which requires at least thousands of corpses, or thousands of zombie corpses!"

Ning Jiang frowned, which was considered to have answered the fat man's doubts, but the words in his mouth made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

The bald head was just about to say something with a smile to ease the atmosphere, when he heard a crisp crash on the mountain in the distance, and then everyone's eyes turned around, only to see a figure crash through the temple at the end of the mountain, and then quickly flew into the air.