This zombie is there, and according to his experience in dissecting living bodies, zombies have at least a month of growth. After a month www.biquge.info the physical fitness of zombies will far surpass that of ordinary humans in all aspects, and a gap of two or three times is not much.

When a person is bitten, he will turn into a zombie, such as a battalion commander. If you are caught, you will become a zombie, such as Chen Wei. If the zombie has great strength and rapid speed, then it ......

"The only way to compete with zombies is to use the Drawing Knife to absorb the vitality of the zombies to strengthen yourself and speed up your heartbeat. As for the method of killing zombies......"

He looked at the twenty-one centimeter-long drawing knife in his hand, which was obviously too short.

"I believe it will be much better if the drawing knife becomes 40 centimeters long, and with the knife technique I practiced when I was a doctor, it should be enough to kill zombies. Just how do you make a drawing knife a little longer? Add a handle? Or ......"

As he was pondering, Tai Chi's heart suddenly skipped a little more. In constant heartbeat intervals, it beats a little more!

This one more jump brought a stream of information into Zhao Jiayan's mind, just like a spring breeze gently blowing in his mind, bringing him the much-needed method of upgrading the Pattern Drawing Knife.

The message has never been clearer.

In the midst of the numbness, Zhao Jiayan carefully let Liu Yan'er lie on the table and sleep well, stroked her head, and left the restaurant lightly.

Sitting at the door of the restaurant, in front of him was Chen Wei and the warrior turned into

The heads of two zombies and the Pattern Cultivation Knife.

The Drawing Knife appeared in his right hand, and without hesitation, he opened the heads of the two men, revealing the black brains and a white crystal like a diamond on it.

Using a pair of chopsticks from the restaurant, he gently pinched out the white crystal in Chen Wei's brain and placed it on the knife surface of the pattern cultivation knife, and the other white crystal was also treated.

Now there were two zombie white crystals on the Pattern Cultivation Knife, and according to the information he received, there was still one step and an hour for the Pattern Drawing Knife to grow to a length of thirty centimeters.

This step is to put the pattern knife on the pattern knife, so that the pattern knife will use white crystal as the energy source and the pattern knife as the raw material to grow in a mysterious way.

What is the principle, Zhao Jiayan doesn't understand it at all, and he can't understand it.

However, this iron brand has always had a good reputation, and Zhao Jiayan still put the pattern knife and the pattern cultivation knife, which have become inseparable partners, together.

When the Pattern Drawing Knife was still ten centimeters away from the combination of Bai Jing and the Pattern Cultivation Knife, the red pattern on the Pattern Cultivation Knife began to slowly brighten, and the blood-colored light became more and more vivid, becoming more and more delicate like the blood in the first painting.

At five centimeters, the red light of the pattern completely turned the blade and the crystal into a red ball of light. At the same time, a red strip of light like a stream of blood gently stretched out to the downward drawing knife.

When the drawing knife touched the light bar, it trembled strongly as if it realized something, shaking Zhao Jiayan's hand away. It itself followed the strip of light like a prodigal son, and eagerly burrowed into the red light.

Zhao Jiayan wordlessly withdrew his right hand that was numb, what a hurry this guy is!

In his heart, he turned his head to look at Liu Yan'er.

Liu Yan'er lay there, her head turned inward, leaving Zhao Jiayan with a slightly convex back of her head, and a piece of peace.

Seeing that Liu Yan'er was fine, Zhao Jiayan turned his head to look at the light group.

The ball of light suddenly became quiet after the Drawing Knife entered, as if the light had solidified from nothingness into a solid ball of blood, motionless on the ground.

There was a smell of blood that went straight to Zhao Jiayan's nose, and his face became strange.

It stands to reason that the smell of blood would always be uncomfortable, but he smelled a fresh, elegant, and sweet feeling, as if the blood mass had become unusually attractive.

It felt very awkward, and it made him feel that he had become unreal, could I still want to drink blood?

The image of a vampire bat popped into his mind.

"Phew!" Zhao Jiayan snorted and interrupted his thoughts, "Although we are calm and not human, we don't want to be a little bat that drinks blood, as a Chinese, we can't afford to lose that person." ”

The light group has not changed much, and Zhao Jiayan put it aside after watching it.

Buttoned up the military uniform on his body, tucked the hem into the waistband of his trousers, and cleaned up his whole body, Zhao Jiayan took a stand in the aisle and began to punch and kick.

Martial arts training is the best way to strengthen one's body and enhance one's strength. Huaguo's martial arts are very famous, and if you practice well, you will definitely have no problem dealing with zombies.

It's just that the problem with Zhao Jiayan now is that he doesn't know traditional martial arts at all. He can only do some sanda boxing techniques that are common on the Internet.

These modern boxing techniques are very straightforward and simple to use and practice, and they are still enough for him to start boxing.

Able to observe his body in all directions like the legendary inner vision, he has his own understanding and awareness of those straights, hooks, hooks, swings or legs.

In the space of an hour, he was able to pull out a decent triple hit.

"Boom!"

A loud noise like thunder came from behind him, shaking Zhao Jiayan's ears and his expression was in a trance. The kicked leg was thrown forward uncontrollably, and he sat on the ground with his ass.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Another meteorite has fallen? Yes! ”

Liu Yan'er shouted in her mouth, and the person had already run to the door, but she saw Zhao Jiayan sitting on the ground, indifferently rubbing her sore buttocks.

Everything else was normal, and the loud noise was like a hallucination in her sleep.

"Could it be that this sound came from Brother Yan sitting on the ground?"

This idea can be regarded as an earth-shattering crying ghost.

Liu Yan'er was sure that the loud noise that woke her up happened nearby, and it only rang for a while and then it was gone. Now there are only two people here, myself and Brother Yan, who else except Brother Yan made it?

Once again, I am sure that I am right, Liu Yan'er is not calm, how powerful does this Brother Yan have to be to sit with such a loud voice?

Is that asking Brother Yan to help?

Liu Yan'er's eyes rolled around and she made up her mind.

Rubbing the somewhat sluggish facial muscles with both hands, it gives an innocent expression on the face.

She hurriedly stepped forward, supported Zhao Jiayan who was sitting on the ground with both hands, and said with a grin, "Brother Yan, you sit so loudly in your ass, I really admire my sister, and I can't wait to make a promise." ”

Zhao Jiayan really hurt enough to sit that time, and it took him a long time to make his painful and numb buttocks feel a little.

Seeing Liu Yan'er come to help, he was still grateful in his heart.

That is, what does she mean by this?

Endured the pain and stood up with Liu Yan'er's hand first, thinking about what Liu Yan'er said while walking slowly, "Sitting on a big noise? Why don't you say it's my fart sound? ”

A little embarrassed, a little depressed.

But he couldn't explain that the culprit who made a loud noise, the upgraded Pattern Drawing Knife, was lying quietly by the door and not moving, as good as he could be.

Even if it is explained, someone has to believe it?

He could only admit the fart noise, and pass it over as soon as possible to prevent Yan'er from mentioning it again.