"Good!" The monk nodded, but a strange expression flashed on Yan Yu's face.

"Okay, I've counted, one..." , a breeze blew, and the monk held the machete in his hand, looking at the zombies approaching the alley step by step, his forehead fluttering slightly.

"Boss, hurry up and count, if you don't count the zombies, you're going to come", I didn't hear my voice for a long time, and the monk shouted at the end of his throat.

A dry leaf slowly swirled and landed in the air, covering the top of his jet-black head, and he turned sharply to look at the empty alley behind him, his brow darting involuntarily.

On another off-road vehicle, Liu Xuan frantically stepped on the brakes and crashed into the zombies blocking the road in front of him, in their opinion, I was already a dead person who had been poisoned by the corpse, and there was no need to waste time at all.

"Big brother, when we go back, do we want to kill that general from other provinces", Liu Yue said viciously while driving the car, "If he hadn't been interfering, we would have killed that kid in the barracks a long time ago, why chase here." ”

Liu Yue frowned, he was only a second lieutenant, although he had hatred for Feiying in his heart, it was impossible for him to do the following things in the barracks.

"Your brain was eaten by zombies? He's a major general, I'm just a second lieutenant, you're not even a second lieutenant, and you dare to think about killing the major general in Huaxia? Liu Yue scolded, "You don't know how to die." ”

Liu Xuan slammed on the brakes, and the tires rubbed long marks on the ground.

"What the hell are you doing?" Liu Yue, who was sitting in the back seat, moved forward with inertia and fell off the seat.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" He slapped Liu Xuan on the top of his head, and scolded with hatred: "You can't drive a car well, you can't drive well, what can you do?" ”

"Big brother", Liu Xuan said with some horror, stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, "Superman!" ”

"Superman, Superman, can you think of a better reason?" Liu Yue was stuck in the gap behind the driver's seat, and he couldn't observe the scene in front of him.

"No, it's not that Superman", Liu Xuan was a little incoherent, "It's the Superman with the Captain America shield!" ”

"What? What is he here for? Liu Yue struggled to get out of the crack and spoke angrily.

"Call him, tell him that we are from the Kyoto Military Region, and ask him to go back with us."

"And what if he doesn't agree?" Liu Yue stammered, and he saw Superman raise his shield less than fifty meters away from him in front of him.

"If you don't agree, then ... Rumble! Before Liu Yue could finish his words, a blazing white light shot out from the center of the shield and hit the car directly.

The sound of a huge explosion echoed in the street, and Liu Yue and the two were surrounded by a huge firelight, through which the frightened faces of the two could be faintly seen.

Superman lowered his shield, a flash of disdain in his eyes, and then flew into the air, two balls of rocket-thrower-like flames coming out of the soles of his shoes.

"Roar", the third-order zombie not far away kept roaring in his throat, the soles of his feet kept moving but he didn't dare to come over at all, and a trace of fear flashed in his gray pupils.

"Boss, why are you, why don't you wait for me", the monk of Yuan Death struggled to shake off the zombies chasing him, and sat on the ground in the hospital hall without regard to his image, panting and speaking.

"I've been waiting for you", my wicked man complained first, "I've counted one, two, three, haven't you heard?" I thought you had sneaked back on your own. ”

"Huh?" The monk was stunned for a moment, finished counting? Why didn't you hear it yourself? Is there a problem with hearing.

Seeing that he no longer dwelled on the question of why I didn't wait for him, I let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at the scene in the hospital.

All kinds of equipment in the hall were scattered all over the ground, the snow-white walls were stained with red and black blood, and the glass in the reception was broken by someone, and the glass shards were scattered all over the ground, but there were no human or zombie corpses.

"Here, it's so quiet", Yan Yu frowned and said.

"Can it not be quiet?" The monk interjected, "The zombies in here must have run outside, they must be the group of zombies who just besieged us, you see, wasn't this glass door smashed by zombies?" ”

He pointed to the broken glass door in the doorway, and said, there was a huge steel lock hanging from the door.

"I smashed this," I said, raising the Green Dragon Glaive in my hand and opening, "When I first came, the door was locked from the inside. ”

"What?" The monk exclaimed, "It's locked from the inside, which means that there are still living people here?" No wonder the zombies kept gathering at the door. ”

"Is that really the reason? The group of zombies gathered at the door just to wait for the people in the hospital to come out? I frowned, feeling something wasn't quite right.

"It's so quiet here," I said, turning my head to look down the hall, "it's like a dead place where no one has ever lived." ”

A flash of light flashed on a broken mirror in the corner of the hall, and I jerked my head up, horrified.

The center of the top of the hall was where the headlights had been installed, but the headlights disappeared without a trace, replaced by a large shroud.

A huge human skin wrap!

"Kick", I took two steps back sharply, sat on the ground, the broken glass slag on the ground pierced into my ass, but I didn't realize it, my eyes were still staring at the ceiling, and my whole body was constantly trembling.

The monk suddenly raised his head and looked up, his eyes suddenly widened, and he took a step back suddenly, his face full of horror.

Yan Yu was also frightened by the scene on the ceiling, and his little face turned pale.

We've seen zombies, we've killed people, but we can't even think of tearing off human skins and covering them on the ceiling as a wrap.

"Who the hell did that?" I sat on the ground, took a cigarette from my pocket, and opened my mouth tremblingly, the smoke enveloped me, but my mind was full of the human skin wrap, and the man's painful expression could not be erased from the bottom of my heart for a long time.

The monk sat cross-legged on the ground and did not look at the ceiling, but he took out a string of Buddhist beads from nowhere in his hand, his eyes were closed, and his lips kept moving.

Yan Yu's hands holding the automatic rifle trembled a little, but after he eased up, his eyes kept drifting upward.

Let's go, a cigarette burned out quickly, the cigarette butt was thrown on the ground, I slowly stood up, the Qinglong Glaive was clenched in my hand, a trace of anger flashed in my eyes, and I said:

"I want to see who did such an angry thing!"

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