The slap in the face came too quickly like a tornado.

One moment the white-haired zombie was still blowing and no one could hurt him, and the next moment he was slashed by Su Cheng to death.

"Yaga, how could your knife hurt me?"

There was a pain from the wound like hellfire, and Miike's zombie face became distorted and hideous, glaring at the man in front of him in disbelief.

Things seemed to be out of his control.

The white-haired zombie's defense is strong, and his skin is harder than steel, Su Cheng's knife just now only cut through his skin, and it didn't pose much of a threat to him. If it was just an ordinary physical attack, the white-haired zombie wouldn't care at all, and what made him jealous was a terrifying force attached to the blade.

This power seems to have a great restraining effect on zombies, and the pervasive pain makes Miike almost crazy.

Su Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't answer the white-haired zombie's question, and put away the sword and the figure flashed behind the zombie. With a flick of his wrist, a short knife glowing with cold light appeared in his palm, and then stabbed into the back of the white-haired zombie's heart.

The white-haired zombie who ate a backstab vomited a mouthful of rancid black blood, and his dark eyes suddenly turned blood red.

"Damn, I see, you're a gamer too!"

The white-haired zombie suddenly let out a terrifying roar, and a flash of surprise flashed in Su Cheng's eyes, and he retreated before the white-haired zombie broke out.

"You mentioned the player? What do you mean. ”

"Ahem, I'm a horror game player like you, and if I'm not mistaken, you're a melee pro." The white-haired zombie has a cold light flickering in the depths of his eyes, and he has encountered and killed many players in reality. But the man in front of him obviously can't just be an ordinary player, and it is very likely that he is a professional like him.

Professional?

Su Cheng felt that this white-haired zombie should have misunderstood something, but he didn't bother to explain.

What surprised him was that Miike Junito was a player, how could he become a zombie?

"Since we are both professionals, there may be opportunities to cooperate in the future. As for this woman, you can take it back. "The white-haired zombie is still a little jealous of Su Cheng's weird ability, and he can't fight with him for the sake of a woman and lose.

However, in response to the white-haired zombie, it was a slash.

Su Cheng slashed at the neck of the white-haired zombie, and with the force of his slashing attack, the neck of an ordinary person would have been cut off a long time ago. But this knife seemed to have slashed at a piece of cold iron, only cutting through the skin of the white-haired zombie.

This white-haired zombie is obviously not a good stubble, and if he is let go this time, he will inevitably launch a crazy revenge on Su Cheng in the future.

Eliminate the evil, Su Cheng will never be merciful at this time.

"You're looking for death!"

The white-haired zombie seemed to be completely enraged by Su Cheng's slash, and pounced on him, murderously, as if to tear him to pieces and swallow him into his stomach.

It's just that the direction of white-haired zombie reinforcement is defense and strength, and the speed is not too fast.

Su Cheng didn't choose to fight hard with the white-haired zombie, he quickly flashed out of the door and closed the iron door from the outside.

Boom!

A deafening loud bang echoed through the abandoned building.

There was a sunken palm print on the iron door.

"It is impossible for ordinary humans to have such great power, what does this zombie mean by professional?" Su Cheng looked at the palm print on the iron door thoughtfully, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The white-haired zombie rushed out of the house, but he lost Su Cheng's trace.

"Come out for me!"

A terrifying scream came from the mouth of the white-haired zombie dressed in human skin, and the zombie suddenly rushed forward and slapped a stone pillar next to it. The hard cement is like fluffy tofu, which is crushed by the slap.

A shadow silently appeared behind the white-haired zombie, and a cold light flashed like lightning in the silent night, and the sharp tip of the knife stabbed into the zombie's back.

The white-haired zombie snorted in pain, and the pain of being burned by hellfire struck again.

To his horror, the strange power attached to the blade seemed to be eroding his soul, and he would not be able to hold it anymore if he was slashed a few more times.

Swish!

The knife was quickly pulled out of the zombie's back, bringing out a rancid black liquid.

Seeing the white-haired zombie's hollowed-out kidney deficiency, Su Cheng couldn't help but be glad that he had chosen the ability of "ghost slashing" in the knife mastery, otherwise there was really nothing he could do with this white-haired zombie.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the white-haired zombie for being too unlucky, and met Su Cheng, who happened to have the means to restrain ghosts.

"This zombie is really iron-headed, and he didn't die after so many knives."

In this battle, Su Cheng did not encounter much threat, even though the white-haired zombie was powerful, his reaction and speed were far inferior to Su Cheng, and he could only watch the latter slash him one by one.

"What the hell is a professional?"

Su Cheng raised his hand, pointed the tip of the knife with a cold light at the throat of the white-haired zombie, and asked.

Hearing Su Cheng's question, Miike's quasi-human zombie showed an incredible expression on his face, "You're not a professional?" How can it be! ”

Miike never dreamed that he would be beaten by an ordinary player who is not a professional!

"Answer my question."

"A pro is a player with great abilities and the ability to learn a specific class class. But that's just the literal meaning, in horror games, the player is no longer a human in the ordinary sense of the word the moment he becomes a professional. Michi looked at Su Cheng with a sneering face.

"What do you mean?"

Su Cheng's eyes lit up, there seemed to be something greasy in this.

"After becoming a professional, the game will transform the player's body, and the transformed player will gain the powerful abilities of the class, breaking through the limits of human beings in some aspects and becoming an inhuman existence."

"Just like you?"

Su Cheng looked at Miike Junto with an indifferent face, in order to become a professional and gain inhuman power, he turned himself into a zombie who was not a human or a ghost.

"That's right, I'm a zombie king by profession."

Not long ago, Miike Junto was just an ordinary leader of the Miike group, living a life of debt collection, intimidation, and waiting for death every day. Until one day, he downloaded a horror mobile game.

After going through several quests, Miike Junto accidentally obtains a bottle of zombie virus in a zombie-type quest, triggering the in-game class quest.

In order to gain inhuman power, Miike Junto hesitated for a long time but drank the zombie virus and became a professional with zombie power.

But just after his successful transfer, the real-world Miike Junto found that his flesh and blood were shrinking and festering, and it didn't take long for him to become a terrifying and hideous zombie.

After turning into a zombie, he can no longer eat any human food, and can only sleep in a cold coffin every day, unable to move in the sun.

Although the power of zombies is strong, there are also many shortcomings, and they need to pay a price that ordinary humans cannot bear. Few normal people can accept that they have become a horrible corpse that can only sleep in a coffin.

However, Miike quickly adapted to being a zombie, and even began to suck human blood, and whimsically put on human skin and pretended to be an ordinary person to mingle in the city of Tokyo.

According to this zombie, in order to trigger a class quest, you must first obtain a specific class item from the dungeon. However, he must have concealed some important points, and the professionals of horror games may not be so simple. ”

Miike's words were half-true, and Su Cheng didn't fully believe it.

"Ho-ho-ho, you're very strong. But you're never a professional, and you don't understand the horror of being a professional. ”

As he spoke, a syringe appeared out of thin air in Miike's hand, and inside was a tube of strange purple elixir.

"This is another zombie virus found in the Resident Evil copy, if this virus is fused with the zombie virus in my body......"

The syringe pierced directly into his arm, and Miike did not hesitate to inject the virus into his body.

At the moment when Miike was injected with the virus, Su Cheng made a lightning shot and slashed at the white-haired zombie's face.

The knife slashed, and the knife cut a hideous wound on his face, directly cutting the zombie's cheek in half from the middle.

A rancid black liquid flowed out of the wound.

A few seconds later, the wound on Miike's face began to heal on its own.

"Overdrive?"

Su Cheng's gaze changed in vain, and things seemed to be getting a little troublesome. The two viruses fused in Miike's body, and it is unknown what kind of chemical reaction will be produced.

"It's a wonderful feeling."

Miike Junto, who fused the two viruses, was like a drug, and the zombie's face showed an extremely obsessive and intoxicated expression.

In front of Su Cheng's eyes, the flesh and blood tissue on this white-haired zombie's body like air-dried bacon was constantly expanding, from a dried corpse to a terrifying monster like a "tyrant" in Resident Evil.

I saw that pieces of black viral sarcoma grew on his body, his head and body became bloated, and the whole person looked like a patchwork of diseased pieces of flesh, which looked extremely disgusting.

A terrifying pressure enveloped Su Cheng, such a monster was not something that ordinary players could resist at all.

"Ho-ho, die!"

The black nails of the zombie monster instantly lengthened, like the tail needle of a poisonous bee, stabbing Su Cheng's eyes like lightning.