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Damn it-

He can only let the fish escape into his territory, and there is nothing he can do!

"How?"

"Little 7, what will you do with the fish that slips through the net?"

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"Yes, if you don't do it, it's not brittle, and there will be endless troubles."

Throughout the morning, Yan Zhen was in a very depressed mood, believing that his negligence would cause unforeseen disasters to the remaining compatriots in this land.

Just after two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao 7 found from the monitor that someone was quietly approaching the courtyard wall of the factory, and Wei Dongcheng was chatting with Yan Zhen at this time.

"Are there zombies in the places you pass by?"

"Zombies? There are dried corpses, they can move, it's all the same. ”

"I'm afraid it's different, you've seen... Mutants cooperating with each other? ”

"I've seen it, I've met it outside the mall, what do you want to say?"

"On the night of the rain, an old-fashioned train came in from the train station, and the trunk was full of coffins, and the train station was blocked as soon as the car entered the station."

"You think zombies were brought into the city by train?"

"That's right, and I'm sure that those mutants who know how to cooperate are under the control of these zombies, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but one person took a picture of the zombies, and from the armor they wear, it can be concluded that they are all ancient corpses, not modern people."

"Ancient corpses... Mutants are controlled by ancient corpses? ”

"Yes, you have seen more than us along the way, and you should know how low the probability of all these disasters actually occurs, but they happened, at the same time and in different places, which in itself seems reasonable and beyond common sense. Do you know why? ”

"I don't know, I feel like I'm dreaming right now."

"Haven't you heard of Paradise, a writing app?"

"No, I don't read web novels, and I don't use writing software."

Wei Dongcheng's temptation made Yan Zhen sure what he knew, but the two had just met, and Wei Dongcheng's temptation may not have seen through his identity, he denied it to the end, and the other party had no evidence.

The identity of the writer is Zhang Urge, which must not be easily exposed, not to mention that the writer was wanted by major media across the country two days ago.

Xiao 7 found that someone had broken into the factory, and immediately stabbed Yan Zhen secretly, and Yan Zhen quickly saw the image in the monitor: "Someone came in!" ”

Wei Dongcheng's face sank, turned around and ran out of the duty room, went to the dormitory building to call Sun Guobin out, and asked the people inside to lock the door.

The spirit of mutants is furious, but they are not animals, so it is naturally impossible to find their prey through their sense of smell and antennae, and it must be organized and premeditated to run to such a far factory to carry out an attack.

Yan Zhen stood guard at the gate with a wrench in one hand and a hammer in the other, waiting for the mutant to break in.

He was a left-handed boy when he was a child, and his teachers and parents forced him to write with his right hand when he was in school, but he liked to use his left hand, and later he developed the ability to use tools flexibly with both his left and right hands.

Even the quasi-head of his left hand is a little stronger than his right hand, and he holds the weapon in both hands, and his eyes are fixed on the top of the gate, mutants can only kill, not unlock, so if they want to come in, they will definitely climb in through the door.

After Wei Dongcheng and Sun Guobin looked at the surveillance, they ran to the backyard and the right side of the courtyard wall of the factory, respectively, because the left side was next to the outer wall of another factory, so there were no mutants there.

After a loud sound, the first mutant tumbled down from the iron door, Yan Zhen took advantage of him to fall to the ground, and a hammer went up, hitting the back of the person's head, and the sound of the skull shattering was extremely clear.

Just as Xiao 7 hoped, after Yan Zhen killed people with his own hands, he did not collapse and escape, he would face it bravely, and the next thing would be simple.

Mutants are still human beings after all, unlike the zombies in the movie, who eat people and get infected, and it is easier to solve them than to deal with zombies.

Because of the long distance and the building blocking it, Wei Dongcheng and Sun Guobin can't see the situation at the gate, and Xiao 7 can play freely without worrying about being seen.

The blue light in its palm, Yan Zhen didn't know what to call that thing, so he decided to call it a 'laser knife' for the time being.

Little 7 showed his laser knife, like playing a game of cutting fruits, and with two clicks, he cut the three mutants into six pieces.

After fighting, Yan Zhen's task became to clean up the corpses blocked at the door, Xiao 7 was responsible for cutting, and he was responsible for removing the corpse pieces that were piled up into a hill, lest they become stepping stones for the next wave of mutants.

Blood, flesh, internal organs, and white brains flew down in front of Yan Zhen's eyes, and an hour had passed since he began to hold his breath, endure vomiting, feel uncomfortable, and become numb, until he mechanically and quickly cleaned up the corpse.

How many people can you kill in an hour? He had never thought of it before, and no movie would spend an hour alone showing the murder.

The picture seemed to be still, and Yan Zhen's eyes were only red, and suddenly, a different color broke into his sight.

"Get out of the way!" Little 7 shouted and kicked Yan Zhen at the door to the wall of the duty room.

He hit the wall with his back, knocked the back of his head, and inhaled in pain, and when he came back to his senses and looked at the door, he saw a person standing in front of Xiao 7.

The man was dressed in the armor of an ancient soldier, with a brass mask on his face, and no skin on his body was exposed.

"Ancient corpse!" Yan Zhen called out unconsciously.

"This thing is weird, it's not like humans, you stay away." Little 7 said in a low voice.

The palm of the ancient corpse was a pair of metal claws, and Yan Zhen didn't see how it got in just now, which showed how fast it moved.

Xiao 7 and the ancient corpse Yan Zhen didn't see it clearly, the battle in front of him was beyond the scope of what he could recognize with his naked eye, the ancient corpse was completely different from the one in the movie, its limbs were flexible, fluttering, jumping, retreating, and grasping as fast as lightning, and the attack speed and frequency made Yan Zhen only have an overlapping afterimage in his eyes.

Little 7 is also different from usual, not as light and lazy as the last time he dealt with those mutants outside the mall, and its speed is comparable to that of the ancient corpses.

It's just that the claws of the ancient corpse are long, and when the speed is equal, the attack distance of the small 7 is weak, it can't get close to the body of the ancient corpse, and the powerful laser knife is useless.

In comparison, once the claws of the ancient corpse touch Xiao 7's body, the body made of cotton cloth will be torn, so Xiao 7 retreats everywhere in order to avoid injury.

In the face of the battle between non-humans, Yan Zhen found that he couldn't help at all, and even if he rushed up, he was likely to be chopped up by his own people.

"Hey, idiot, I'm here!" Yan Zhen saw that Xiao 7 couldn't take advantage, so he quietly went around the back of the ancient corpse, trying to distract it and create an opportunity for Xiao 7 to make a move.