Wearing dozens of pounds of armor, it is impossible for anyone to run fast.

The escape speed of the ironclad man was only a little faster than that of ordinary zombies, but before they ran more than ten meters, the zombies gradually shortened the distance between them and the ironclad people.

People get tired, zombies don't.

Li Fatzi was strictly blocked by this group of zombies, no matter how he ordered them to get out of the way, these zombies refused to give up, and still frantically pursued the ironclad man. He reluctantly found that as long as it was related to instinct, his control over them was zero.

Li Fatzi is not in a hurry, the ironclad man who is gradually slowing down will only get slower and slower, and it is only a matter of time before he is caught up by zombies and surrounded.

Unfortunately, at this critical moment, he actually escaped to the staircase!

Luckily, the ironclad man suddenly weakened his calves and rolled down the stairs with a stumble.

Hearing the screams again and again, Li Fatzi hurriedly separated the zombies in front of him, and rushed to the bend of the stairs with a few jumps, and the ironclad man fell there and couldn't get up for a while.

Looking at the squirming ironclad man, Li Fatzi laughed, he wanted to run away if he provoked the fat man, how could there be such a good thing in the world?

"Dare to sneak up on Lao Tzu?"

As he spoke, Li Fatzi kicked over.

Protected by iron armor, the people inside naturally won't be hurt much, but Li Fatzi's feet were shocked by this iron armor and numb.

The blood-stained iron sword fell aside, and now the ironclad man was like a turtle, and there was no threat except to use the turtle shell to protect himself. However, Li Fatzi was not careless, his muzzle was always aimed at the helmet of the ironclad man, if it wasn't for the fact that this armor was still useful, Li Fatzi wanted to beat this person into a sieve immediately.

This man knew his secret, and naturally it was impossible for him to leave alive. However, before killing him, Li Fatzi still has some things to ask.

Just as he was about to speak, Li Fatzi suddenly remembered something and hurriedly turned back to look.

He almost forgot that there were a lot of zombies standing by. Although they are not interested in themselves, they are with this ironclad person, so they should not be affected by the pond fish......

Turning his head and seeing the zombies staying on the stairs in a regular manner, Li Fatzi breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that I am too careful......

Thinking about it, Li Fatzi stretched out his head to look at the stairs below, only to see that there were also zombies standing there, but they also had no intention of pounce.

In this way, at least it shows that the zombies in this villa are not aggressive towards themselves.

Without any worries, Li Fatzi stepped on the chest of the ironclad man, and the latter couldn't stand up at all.

"Say, who are you?"

"You're going to kill me, right?"

The ironclad man replied that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth.

"Why did you sneak up on me? Are you Pierre's man? ”

"Even if I did, you'd kill me, wouldn't you?"

Li Fatzi's muscles were bruised, and he was about to lose his patience.

"How much did you just see? Say it! ”

Speaking of the previous scene, the ironclad man was silent for a while and did not answer.

"It's useless to pretend to be dumb, you've seen it all, right!?"

Li Fat shouted loudly, but after a while, there were bursts of strange laughter from the iron armor.

"You kill me, I didn't plan to get out alive, as long as you sanctimonious hypocrites are punished as they deserve, even if you take my life, hahahaha... It's worth it! It's worth it!! ”

Li Fatzi frowned, always feeling that this person's voice had been heard somewhere.

"But I'm kind enough to warn you..."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the ironclad man said gloomily.

"What?"

"It's amazing that zombies won't bite you, and they can still be controlled by you! I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood to see if I can become like you. Believe me, anyone in this world who knows about this will do it, and even crazier than I am... They'll treat you as a specimen and conduct live experiments... A piece of your flesh or even a drop of blood will be robbed like crazy, and some people are willing to give a lot of money in exchange,,, although I am going to die now, your future will be very 'exciting'... Haha, good luck. ”

The ironclad man was also a smart man, and from the moment Li Fat pointed the gun at him, he knew his fate next.

But tonight he was ready to face death head-on, and the appearance of Li Fatzi could only be regarded as a small episode. So at this moment, he didn't have any scruples to tell the sore spot of the fat man.

It was precisely because of this sore spot that Li Fatzi had to kill him. Only the dead can keep secrets forever, Li Fatzi knows this, and the ironclad man also knows this.

was poked in the sore spot by the ironclad man, and Li Fatzi's reaction was very calm. He had already thought of what the other party said, which was why he couldn't be happy.

Who knows if it will cost more than the benefits it gets?

As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and that's the case.

However, it is human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, so it is only natural that Li Fatzi wants to kill the ironclad man and keep this big secret.

Fat Li's face was gloomy, and after being quiet for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Tonight's disaster is your masterpiece?" ”

"Oh? How do you know? ”

The ironclad man did not hide it at all, and actually admitted it directly.

"Good luck."

"What do you mean?"

The ironclad man's voice trembled a little, and he mistook it for a farewell word from Li Fatzi to send him on his way.

"The first time I heard you say 'good luck,' it sounded familiar to me..."

The ironclad man locked him in the room after sneaking up on Li Fatzi, and once said good luck through the door.

"It wasn't until you said it again just now that I suddenly remembered where I had heard your voice."

"Where?"

"On the side of the road, you were riding a bicycle and luring zombies."

"On the side of the road... You were the guy standing on the side of the road at the time!! ”

The ironclad man struggled excitedly a few times, but he couldn't get up from the feet of the fat man.

"Before you ran away, you also said good luck to me. If it weren't for the fact that your voice is a little more recognizable, I wouldn't have been able to recall it. ”

Li Fatzi wanted to tell the ironclad man that he had blessed a dummy he had made, and that he and Albe were hiding in a nearby tree.

Of course, it doesn't matter who this blessing is for, and the inconsequential details are not mentioned.

"It seems that my blessing has worked, not only have you not been eaten by zombies, but now you have been hit by a pie that fell from the sky." The ironclad man's tone was a little weird.

"I can't thank you more for that?"

"No, give someone roses, there is a lingering fragrance in your hands."

Fat Li shook his head speechlessly and asked, "You just said that this is a big trouble, why is it a pie now?" ”

"Hehe, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Do you think the crown is a good thing? Will you drop it on your head? ”

The ironclad man said with some jealousy.

(To be done!) ）