"Senior Son, do you really want to fight me?" Makoto Ito took a deep breath, his face full of helplessness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThat's right, he was the one who wanted to get back in front of Poison Island Tsuneko at first, but now the situation has obviously exceeded his expectations. His original plan was just to let this arrogant senior know that he was not easy to bully, and then took the opportunity to propose to join forces, after all, he couldn't trust other reincarnators, except for people from the same background as him.

However, Ito miscalculated the difficulties he would face. You know, what he's facing is a heroic girl with a strong tendency to violence and an extremely deep dark side hidden in her heart!

When she was still in junior high school, Tsuruko Poison Island used the wooden knife she carried with her to break her leg bones and shoulder blades by the pervert who wanted to violate her. After years of growth, the dark side of her heart has not shrunk, but has rapidly expanded.

In addition, Komuro Takashi of this plane was bitten to death by the dead body as early as the beginning of the outbreak of the dead body due to the assassination of some psychologically dark otaku reincarnation, and the person who could naturally redeem the son did not exist. Although this also caused her to still suppress her impulse, once the battle lasted a little longer, this impulse was no longer something she could suppress.

It's tragic.,What Ito Cheng has to face now is just such a son.,A crazy version of the head of the kendo club who was born in the third year of the bed owner Ichitomi Private Academy.,It's too girl who easily won the national kendo championship with explosive combat effectiveness.。

In the face of this kind of existence, how could Makoto Ito, who was already more than a step weaker from his innate starting point, achieve any big advantage even if he specialized in the direction of spiritual power? It's not like I haven't tried to delay the opponent's actions with mental power. But Poison Island Tsuneko's spiritual power has been deliberately strengthened a long time ago in order to prevent this situation, so this method is useless at all, and it will put Brother Cheng in danger himself. Since suffering a dark loss in the first encounter, Brother Cheng has already changed to a professional summoner and hypnotist when facing Poison Island Tsuneko, and he no longer dares to make even a little attack in person.

In this way, once the monsters controlled by Brother Cheng fail, Brother Cheng can also quickly escape with his strengthened physical fitness and the escape ability of several exchanges. In order to allow Brother Cheng to bring other "toys" next time, Yanzi often does not chase after him. This almost became a tacit understanding between the two.

"Senior, we are inherently different from those guys, and if we fall into the hands of those bastards, we don't know how much torture we will suffer. Senior, why don't you understand this truth? Brother Cheng once again began to gently persuade with bitter words, and also added the ability of spiritual suggestion. Suddenly, Brother Cheng's mental power suddenly exploded, and she only felt that her brain was like being pierced by a large number of steel needles, the pain was so distorted that her eyes and Qiong's nose were bloody, and even the pain of twisting pleasure finally made her sober up a little.

"Makoto Ito, you guy, you're like a kraft candy." Poison Island Tsuneko sighed, and the ghostly blade suddenly rose with a faint fluorescence, and the air around him was refracted by the light.

The faint fluorescent light swung out with the blade, slicing off the head of an agile second-order mutant zombie and a reincarnation who were jumping up and down to besiege her in an instant. "If you want to talk, then, as you wish."

Makoto Ito chuckled, his voice getting louder and louder, and in the end, it turned into a wild laugh. When the only remaining reincarnation person retreated to his side about ten meters, his entire head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and when the blood splashed in front of Brother Cheng, it was blocked by a strange energy dozens of centimeters away, and it could not be saved.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate Ito-san for mastering the initial motivation of the mind. Now, can we talk about how you can work with me? ”

"What if I say, we should cooperate, hunting?"

……

9mm Parabellum pistol bullets were constantly being fired in the sound of gunfire, taking away zombies one by one. Although compared to the increasing number of zombies gathered, all this is just a drop in the bucket.

Gu Beijing snorted lightly and replaced the M92FS, which had been emptied, with a new magazine. Bullets are one of the least valuable things for them. In other words, anything that can be bought with money cannot be considered valuable.

In the previous big purchase, although they paid at least ten reward points, that is, a full ten tons of gold, these gold exchanged for them at least five thousand reward points worth of materials and a few inferior storage items, so they could afford to carry so many things. Even so, before entering the teleportation, they were covered with large and small packages, trying to keep themselves safe with as many cheap consumables as possible.

"That world is also a treasure trove. The side plots that can be seen with the naked eye alone are enough to make me a lot of money. However, if you have a life to earn, you must always have a life flower. Plans in this area need to be well planned. ”

Using zombies to practice marksmanship was not Gu Beijing's temporary idea. Before that, he had exchanged for light gunpowder weapons to master, and he practiced various fixed targets. It should be his previous shooting talent, he used a pistol to shoot at a distance of 15 meters with a hit rate of 90%, 20 meters 82%, 30 meters 60%, after exchanging light gunpowder weapons to master more knowledge of firearms, his shooting rate increased rapidly, reaching an excellent score of almost 100 shots within 20 meters.

But for moving targets, his accuracy is a bit pathetic.

To put it simply, there is a 50% chance that you can hit 30 meters, but there is no guarantee of what part you will hit. This is a bit of a pitfall. If you are dealing with ordinary humans, this accuracy is definitely enough, and if it is not enough, you can also change to submachine guns and automatic rifles. However...... If you deal with zombies and other cheats, then what kind of pit word is it.

Dealing with this kind of thing will either hit them in the head or cut off their neck or spine, but ...... I really can't do it. It's not a professionally trained soldier, a wild road that he figured out by himself, where did he get that kind of precision.

Although it is said that sharpshooters are fed by bullets, bullets do exist, but they must also be used to contact someone.

Obviously, the current zombies have become Gu Beijing's practice objects. And this kind of waste of bullets and inferior marksmanship cannot help but attract the envy and ...... of American soldiers Contempt.

Once upon a time, American GIs could waste bullets like this, and even more than that, but now they are all forced to become special marksmen, and at worst they must reach the level of first-class marksmen, which is simply killing them.

As for contempt...... If you don't have that attitude, that's a really burning thing. You know, even in the vast days before the cataclysm, their hit rate was never so low. Although they used automatic rifles, they were also equipped with sights......

Wait, something seems wrong......

They're here to find survival supplies. Why fight these zombies?

And...... The organization of these zombies is inevitably too high...... Bar......

PS: Anyway, why does the Chinese version published by Kadokawa Taiwan have to be translated into dead bodies?,That's a problem.

PS2: The ideological and political teacher is really disgusting, then the homework will not be done, and the family will not believe that the twenty points will be hung at the end of the term, and the garbage will be mentally retarded