Zombies are not afraid of pain, they are simply a killing machine, the previous zombie lost their ability to move when they cut off their heads, and the zombie in front of them should be the same. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Watching Wang Fei try his best to beckon the zombie's head, Zha Renzhong thought on the side.

Glancing quietly at the old man sitting on the coffin, he was smoking a cigarette comfortably, occasionally shaking the bell and chanting an unknown incantation.

If the old man is, the zombies will be out of order, but there are still four coffins around the old man, and the old man is not in a hurry to release the other zombies, obviously playing with himself.

Looking at the old man's relaxed expression, Zha Renzhong flashed a thought, he had cut down 13 zombies before, 13 is not a small number, even if it is an ordinary zombie, it is also very precious, but this old man has no distressed appearance at all, even if his family opens a hospital, he can't get so many corpses that can be refined into zombies.

Zha Renzhong retreated to the corner, endured nausea, picked up a severed head, and looked at it carefully over and over.

Zha Renzhong touched the severed neck, the scars on the neck were vertical and horizontal, and Zha Renzhong had a bold guess in his heart: the head could be spelled back again! These scars are marks that have been previously severed.

Looking at the yellow talisman covering his face, Zha Renzhong tore off the talisman paper in a hurry, his head seemed to suddenly age by dozens of years, his skin dried quickly, and his body lying on the ground also weathered, just like time suddenly accelerated the passage of time, returning the decades of time that had stopped in an instant, and the traces of the annual rings were crushed again without falling.

Zha Renzhong was in a trance, as if decades had passed through his fingers in an instant.

A zombie was scrapped, the old man immediately woke up, his eyes swept, and he saw Zha Renzhong squatting in the corner, angrily beckoned a zombie, opened the coffin, and walked towards the corner.

"Don't cut off your head, just tear off the rune paper." Zha Renzhong muttered as he picked up the scattered heads on the ground and tore off the rune papers one by one.

Zha Feng laughed when he saw it, and finally didn't have to be idle, and followed Zha Renzhong to tear the rune paper on the zombie's head.

"Not good!" The two were tearing hard, and the newly released zombie had already come behind the two, and they waved down with a claw without hesitation.

Cha Feng hugged Zha Renzhong from behind, and the two rolled to the side together.

Wang Jindao and Gao Wenwu were still trembling with the first zombie, unable to free their hands.

"Damn, fight." Zha Feng stepped forward, avoided the claws of the zombie, and fought with his fists, although the muscles on the zombie's body were not as hard as the headless zombies on the ground, they were much stronger than the muscles of bodybuilders.

The banging sound was endless, Zha Feng parried, fought back, barely injured, but after a few rounds, he couldn't parry, the zombie didn't know the pain, and Zha Feng gritted his teeth in pain every time he parried.

Zha Feng couldn't hold on anymore.

Cha Renzhong turned around and ran to the kitchen, rummaged through the cabinets, and found a pot of salad oil, Cha Renzhong held the salad oil and poured it on the zombie, shouting while pouring it: "Old man, take the zombies back, otherwise I will order them!" ”

Cha Renzhong had a cigarette butt in his hand, ready to pop it out at any time.

"Fuck you!" The old man scolded, shook the bell, and the two zombies withdrew to the old man's side, and the zombies who fought against Wang Fei and Gao Wenwu were covered in blood, Wang Fei and Gao Wenwu sat on the ground panting, sweating like rain on their heads.

The talisman paper on the heads of the 13 zombies in the room was all torn, the old man smoked in pain, and the zombies around him smelled of mixed salad oil, and the old man took the cigarette stick to the other side, for fear that he would accidentally light it.

After all, the old man was a person who came over, he looked open, glared at the four people in front of him, and shouted: "What are you doing here, Lao Ji is on it, damn, let him put away the knife, and even leaked the oil." ”

Cha Renzhong took out four cups from the kitchen, poured four cups of tap water, and drank each, "Let's rest." ”

The old man looked at them upset and snapped the door shut.

Wang Fei smiled bitterly: "I knew it was so simple, so I wouldn't fight." ”

Gao Wenwu knocked on his waist, "This fight is a sore back, and I can't get up when I go back." ”

Zha Feng rubbed his fists, "You're still Renzhong and smart, you all have knives in your heads." ”

Gao Wenwu glanced at him disdainfully, "Your brain is not a long fist anymore." ”

Cha Renzhong smiled wryly, "If it weren't for you, those 13 zombies wouldn't have been able to fall." ”

"It's better to listen to what Renzhong says." Gao Wenwu praised.

"This old man is really terrifying, if we meet outside, it is really difficult for us to win alone." Wang Fei said in fear.

"I've grown so big, I haven't encountered so many zombies, isn't our business hot?" Zha Feng was angry.

"It's been a lot lately." Zha Renzhong said, "In the future, go out with you some safflower pills to prevent accidents." ”

Gao Wenwu nodded, "It's still benevolent and smart." ”

Zha Renzhong dialed Yaoyao's phone and learned that Wang Jindao was still observing the runes, they were calm and there was no abnormality, Zha Renzhong was relieved, and told Yaoyao not to open the door to 202 in case of accidents.

"Go up, I've been busy until now, and I haven't even seen the face of the old thing." Wang Fei was almost rested, and he was the first to stand up.

"Let's go." Cha Feng also followed, "He must have already calculated that we would come." ”

"What is this called, Lao Ji, we wanted to give him a stuffy stick, but it fell into his pocket." Gao Wenwu sighed.

"He's too cautious, and the ghost we're having in the night is a little too abrupt." Zha Renzhong reflected, with a look of remorse.

Wang Fei patted Zha Renzhong's shoulder and comforted: "The effect has still been achieved, isn't this the hiding place of Lao Ji." ”

Zha Renzhong smiled gratefully, cheered up, and set off towards 401.

Just stepped into 401, and before he could see it clearly, Gao Wenwu skillfully turned on the light, and no one blamed him anymore, the situation was already clear, so why bother sneaking around and letting people see jokes.

This one is extraordinarily large, 401 and 402 have been directly opened, the walls blocking the view of the house have almost been removed, the furniture and appliances have been cleaned up, the space of nearly two hundred square meters can be seen at a glance, and the room is decorated in white, which makes the space extraordinarily large, extraordinarily clean, and extraordinarily lifeless.

On the balcony, there is a set of burgundy sofas, which burst out with only vitality in the white environment, like a flame, warming the people sitting on it.

Lao Ji sat with his back to everyone, like a sculpture, still the angular gray tunic, obviously brand new, but it waved a sense of old vicissitudes.

Lao Ji looked at the crowded buildings outside the window, and sighed with the passage of time, and the people behind him were not as leisurely as him.

"Old thing, we're settling accounts with you!" Zha Feng roared in his voice.

Lao Ji turned around, still with the same stinky face.