Zhang Huen climbed to the top floor of the building in one go, he smashed open a closed roof door, and immediately saw four weapons aimed at him, he raised his hands and shouted:

"I am a living man!"

A dozen nervous people on the roof breathed a sigh of relief, a black fat man closed the door, but found that the door lock had been broken by Zhang Huen, he angrily found a few wooden boards to hold the door up, shouted:

"What the hell are you doing, running towards our shelter with nothing to do?"

"Kodge, don't say that about him, look at the latest and most complete"

Zhang Huen stood up and looked at this simple makeshift rooftop, on which in addition to the garbage, there were more than a dozen survivors with yellow faces and thin muscles, he looked at the beds and quilts they piled on the rooftop and all kinds of dirty clothes, looked at the fat black man named Kochi and said:

"They're coming up, and I think we should break through."

"Hey, when did you become the boss here。。。。。。"

"Enough, I've had enough of you, Clinton, you've always been a troublemaker, and every time it's because of you that we're forced to evacuate from the floors below."

"Hey, hey, stop, old Zhou, what problem can infighting solve now?"

Watching the survivors start to fight among themselves, Zhang Huen pulled out his machete and said to Koch:

"Is it okay to use a different weapon?"

Koch took his machete, played with a knife flower, felt very handy, pointed to some melee weapons placed next to the clutter pile for him to choose at will, Zhang Huen walked over, pulled out a steel-handled octagonal masonry hammer, he pinched the masonry hammer, felt that the weight was just right, although the length was a little shorter than the long-handled sledgehammer. However, this masonry hammer is forged from high-carbon steel, which is much more durable than those pig iron lumps in the previous movie.

"I think you should give me a gun if you can."

The old white man named Clinton glanced at the rifle and pistol on Zhang Huen's body and said that Zhang Huen tied the masonry hammer to his back, removed the rifle, and threw the pistol to the fat black man. Couch nodded at him and said to everyone:

"Guys, we have to leave, and in a moment we have someone with a gun who will open the way in front。。。。。。"

"Wait, wait, now it's all zombies down there, do you have a way out?"

Kochi glanced at Zhang Huen, a black girl next to him nodded, and Kochi said:

"We spent fifteen days in the underground garage renovating a bus, and you know, we almost turned it into a little tank. Aside from the lack of a cannon barrel, its tooth-armed body and violent front lid are definitely capable of killing out of this hellish place。。。。。。 Oh, you should have looked at it, it's a perfect combination of violence and art。。。。。。 I know I'm off topic, Rochelle。。。。。。 But on the day we finished it, that damn Ellie hid his illness from us, and then, he mutated and became an ogre like the guys out there. No, scarier than those cannibal demons. He's a lot harder to kill than those guys. ”

"Then why don't you drive away?"

"Because of the fuel, we have been carefully collecting fuel for the past five days。。。。。。"

Rochelle pointed to the survivors behind him, who had no guns, but all of them carried a gas drum and a melee weapon in their hands.

"Yes, we just need a little bit of oil to get it out. But we don't dare to take risks, before you come, everyone thinks that we can mix on this platform for a few more days, until the last bit of food and rain is consumed, we will go out to find those monsters desperately。。。。。。 ”

"Alright, alright. Ladies and gentlemen, do you need a reminder that those guys are coming up, and you don't even give me a gun to defend myself, do I look like I should die for your escape? You're underestimating me, I'm Clinton, an athlete with professional shooting skills, compared to me。。。。。。 Hmm, help! ”

A tongue sprayed from the roof of the building next door, a zombie with sarcoma on the neck was standing on the roof of the building and wrapped Clinton's neck with a long tongue sprayed from his throat, dragging him out, they hurriedly grabbed Clinton's leg and dragged him back, this situation is like two groups of people in a tug-of-war across two buildings, the audience in the virtual cinema was happy all of a sudden, many people were shouting smokers to come on, Zhang Huen's face was dark, I really didn't understand where the orientation of these audiences was, obviously everyone was alive, But you have to cheer for the zombies, it's hard to understand that it's uncomfortable not to see people die?

Zhang Huen walked over, grabbed the tongue of the smoker, pulled it hard, and the tongue of the smoker was pulled out of his mouth, watching the smoker on the roof of the next building cover his throat and cough continuously, and a puff of black smoke immediately erupted from his mouth.

(Senior Brother Sha: Damn, can you still have a good time, the tiger always disturbs our interest at critical moments, it's boring, give up attention!) ）

(Water Moon: If you want to give up, get out, and if you don't have money, you're still chattering here.) I like to watch Zhang Huen play the kind of role that kills halfway, so that it will give us more surprises. ）

(Daddy Sheep: Speaking of how high is the strength of the tiger, pulling the tongue of a smoker is like pulling toilet paper.) ）

(Birds and Fish: No matter how strong the strength is, I don't see that the outer walls of the shelter have been breached, and I think the tiger is almost planted here this time.) It's better to pay attention to the crocodile Dundee, after all, they have already crossed half of the United States, and all kinds of thrills on the road are much better than their group of Daxia people who don't learn and only know how to fight in the nest. ）

(The scum at the bottom of the lake: There is so much j8 nonsense, a spy sent by Lao Mei, right?) ）

Zhang Huen looked at the pale Clinton, untied the tongue wrapped around his neck, the conversation between the audience just now had made him very anxious, he walked up to Couch and Rochelle with a rifle and said:

"I have a shelter, and if you can carry me, I don't mind sharing the supplies there with you."

Couch and Rochelle glanced at each other, nodded, and the three of them pulled out the wooden strip blocking the door of the roof room, and gently pulled a crack, and the eyes of the entire human audience of more than 8 billion were placed on Zhang Huen and this group of survivors, Zhang Huen took the lead in rushing out with a rifle, and only then went down to the corner of the stairs, and a sharp roar came from outside a door.

"Dog, dog!"

"Follow me, don't go far!"

"Kill the crumbs!"

Zhang Huen, who rushed to the front, shot away the infected person who was calling for friends, picked up the gun and shouted and rushed, forward, while running forward, Couch and Rochelle and two white men with guns followed behind him, and fired at the zombies that kept pouring out of the room as they ran.

And the performance of the survivors who followed behind was much worse, Clinton only cared about running with them, the fire axe in his hand was purely decoration, the double cramps and the soles of his feet trembled, and he couldn't play any melee advantage at all,

"Ahh

A bearded old man with an oil drum screamed miserably, and was overwhelmed by the zombies who pounced out, and the two crowbar masters behind him only glanced at it and ran forward howling, and the zombies bit the old man's throat, and the old man's screams stopped abruptly, leaving only his hands and feet still twitching, and blood shot out of his throat like a fountain.

"Help!"

A second-year teenager behind the old man was paralyzed on the ground at his feet, facing the zombie's bloody and rotten face, his eyes rolled and he fainted directly.

"Get out of here!"

A Russian man in the back kicked the zombie on the head and kicked the zombie who was still tasting the delicious food directly out, and he kicked out the mighty and domineering of the polar bear, which made many Russian audiences cheer in the virtual cinema.

The six people behind him also followed, Zhang Huen rushed to the corner, swept away a wave of zombies rushing up, looked back at the panicked survivors, and shouted at Kochi:

"We can't go on like this, they can't even put up basic resistance, and it's a dead end for us to rush through."

Just when everyone was at a loss, the two white men who had crossed Zhang Huen and rushed to the front suddenly stopped, and they looked at a big guy who climbed up from the spiral staircase, and immediately turned around and fled.

"What the hell is that?"

"Drama Creature--- Demon King (Special Infected)

Level: 2

Stamina: 40

Strength: 40

Dexterity: 15

Traits: Strong resistance to gunshots;

More susceptible to fire damage. ”

"Bang bang bang!"

Couch's pistol, Rochelle's spear all fired at the Demon King, the Demon King's little head hidden in the muscles that bulged high above his shoulders and was not afraid of their shots, he roared, and his mutated knee-high hands slammed on the floor, rushing towards the crowd like a gorilla.

The entire floor trembled, and everyone looked at the rushing demon king and began to run in all directions. A zombie old woman dragging green saliva emerged from the gap behind the tank, she squirted a mouthful of green vomit towards this side, Zhang Huen quickly dodged, the hapless Clinton was immediately splashed with vomit, he screamed and wiped the green water on his face with his hands, but the skin and muscles on his face began to fall to the ground like batter.

"Hell!"

Zhang Huen looked at the demon king and the saliva woman who rushed over, first used the assault rifle to knock out the saliva woman who was waiting for the opportunity to sneak attack, and watched the saliva woman's stomach explode all of a sudden, and the green water splashed all over the zombies around her, and the demon king who was invaded by the corrosive liquid angrily waved his hand and smashed the body of the saliva woman into meat sauce and spilled it into the large patio of the department store.

Zhang Huen took off the masonry hammer behind his back and rushed towards the demon king, the demon king smashed at him with a punch, Zhang Huen's masonry hammer smashed on the demon king's fist at once, only to hear a crisp bone cracking sound, the demon king actually let out a whining scream, the eyeballs on the little head turned, and his hands were suddenly buckled into the floor, and a floor was picked off by him, and he lifted it up and smashed it towards Zhang Huen. (To be continued.) )