Chapter Twenty-Seven: The World Is Like Chess
"Huh? In fact, a zombie has descended in the store? But you've locked me up in the staff?"
Listening to Huang Mao's narration, Sun may look behind, and sure enough, a small door on the inside was tightly closed, and they were still not at ease enough, so they moved the big freezer in the store and blocked it firmly, eliminating the possibility of zombies rushing out inside.
"Heh, you've really given up all the opportunities yourself......
"Opportunity? Big brother, what do you mean by that..."
Ignoring the confused yellow hair, Sun may have stepped forward directly with a knife, and with a horizontal push of his right hand, the entire large freezer was set aside.
Huang Mao, who originally stepped forward to say something, finally swallowed his saliva when he saw this scene, retracted his half-stretched hand, and silently stood aside to let Sun may do it.
Sure enough, as soon as the door was opened, the zombie who had been waiting for a long time pounced on him with his teeth and claws, but Sun may have been able to deal with these guys for a long time, so he kicked it back directly in the chest.
The chest of the thin zombie who was suddenly hit by a heavy blow was directly dented - the brittle ribs were unable to resist Sun May's huge force at all, and his body was also entangled in the knocked down shelves and debris, and he couldn't get up for a while.
Naturally, Sun may not give it a chance to regain its strength.
He strode into the staff room, unceremoniously stepped on the zombie's back and nailed it to the ground, then picked up the bone chopper and aimed at the joint to chop it off!
Bell, bell, bell
The bones and flesh of this zombie are more fragile than he imagined, Sun may not only cut off the two arms of the zombie with a few knives, but also split a cluster of cracks on the tiles on the ground with the last two knives that are too strong, and his heart aches - what if Lao Tzu's knife is curled!
After losing his arms, the zombie is much less threatening, and Sun may have framed the back of the zombie's neck with one hand like a cat or a puppy, grabbed its vertebrae and dragged it out of the room.
Woo wow wow wow aa!!!
Looking at the miserable zombies with blood flowing and bones flowing, as well as the stench that came to their faces, the more childish one of the twin sisters and the middle-aged uncle on the side directly spit out tears on the spot.
However, although her sister's face was also extremely ugly, she still held on to her sister and kept comforting her, but the frightened eyes completely regarded Sun as a perverted murderer.
"Cut, isn't it just a moving corpse, look at it that scares you."
Sun may have sat the struggling zombie under him, and said with disdain, completely ignoring the fact that he had vomited a few hours ago, of course, his hand still firmly held the zombie to prevent it from hurting himself.
"That, you"
Sun may have raised his chin and said to his sister, who was forced to calm down
"Give you a chance, how about you kill this zombie?"
「hiiiiii......」
Probably taking this kind proposal as some kind of perverted hobby or conspiracy of Sun Maybe, the named girl let out a frightened little animal-like scream, her body unconsciously retreated, and her face looked like she was about to cry.
"No... No... Please spare me..."
Ah, no, it's not about to be, it's already crying, the sisters hugged each other and cried like pear blossoms, but it seemed that they were afraid of angering the cruel ghost man in front of them, and they tried their best to suppress the sobbing but to no avail, and the intermittent sobbing sound still kept coming.
Damn, just let you kill a zombie and cry like this, and don't let you serve X.....
He seems to have completely turned into a villain who oppresses the good, and Sun may be speechless when he sees the black lines on his head.
"That...... Big Brother ....."
At this time, the yellow hair on the side seemed to have guessed something from Sun May's series of words and deeds, although there were still some filth left at the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped clean, but he still plucked up the courage to step forward with a pale face and propose-
"Why don't you leave this zombie to me.....
Alas, some people just can't even grasp the opportunity sent to the door, Sun may have helplessly glanced at the sisters who were still cowering in the corner and sobbing, and slightly bowed his head and agreed to Huang Mao's proposal.
However, before the handover, Sun may have grabbed the zombie's hair very intimately, and snapped a few times to make its face and the floor tile have many intimate contacts, until the poor zombie's facial features were sunken in, and all the teeth were knocked out.
"No, this guy shouldn't be threatening at all, you can take it aside and solve it."
Sun, who thought he was extremely considerate, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and by the way, he used the back of the knife to pry open his mouth, reached in and pounded it to make sure that there was no hidden danger left, and then raised his head and wanted to hand it over to Huang Mao.
But I was surprised to find that everyone bent down and vomited again, damn, isn't it just a bloody and rotten face, is the psychological tolerance so poor.
Huang Mao was the first to recover, he dragged the almost immobile zombie aside with his vague steps, and then picked up the round stool next to the counter and closed his eyes and smashed it all the way!
Suddenly, Huang Mao held a chair and froze in the air, his eyes were wide and his pupils were constricted, as if he had seen something incredible, and at the same time, a black watch-shaped tattoo slowly appeared on his right wrist!
Sure enough, if you miss the first three hours of the bonus opportunity, won't you be teleported to that space.....
After waiting for a long time and not seeing the pillar of light come, Sun may not help but secretly rejoice, fortunately he was lucky to catch the first train, otherwise he would have become an evolutionary like this yellow hair, but he was left far behind from the starting line.