Chapter Twenty-Three: Ten Left

The blood-eyed zombie took a big stride, one pit at a time, and came to Wu Zhen's eyes in an instant, but it couldn't find Wu Zhen's location at all.

Four or five meters in front of the blood-eyed zombies, Wu Zhen was like a ghost, walking towards the place where the zombies were concentrated, passing through one white-eyed and even red-eyed zombie after another, and gradually approaching the place where there were many zombies, not only for the next attack, but also to stay away from the blood-eyed zombies and buy himself more time.

The blood-eyed zombie slowly stepped forward, its nose twitching, its eyes wide, and the piece of carrion on its face trembled twice, and it was about to fall.

Probably thinking that the flesh on its face was annoying, it reached out and ripped it off, threw it into its mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The sound of chewing clearly appeared in Wu Zhen's ears, and his mind was gradually attracted by the blood-eyed zombie, and his steps slowed down unconsciously.

"Wu Zhen, don't be attracted by its actions, this zombie is very smart, and knows how to use various methods to make you show your flaws, worthy of being a cook."

Wu Tian's words were supposed to be a kind of admiration, but in Wu Zhen's ears, they were full of ridicule.

"You're right, I almost got on the road again. Let's talk! Otherwise, you will still hear its movements, and then be affected by it unconsciously. ”

In his consciousness, Wu Zhen and Wu Tian were talking happily, no matter how the blood-eyed zombies tossed their flesh, they couldn't distract Wu Zhen.

"You're going to die like this, the human heart can't stand this oppression."

The cook persuaded hard, and finally felt Wu Zhen's breath again.

This time, Wu Zhen was not far from it, but there were hundreds of zombies in the middle.

"Kill, kill quickly! There are still 70 left! Wu Tian yelled excitedly.

If it weren't for Wu Zhen taking the initiative to let go of the suppression, it would be difficult for the blood-eyed zombie to detect his breath, so when it could feel Wu Zhen's location, it could only mean that Wu Zhen had started killing his subordinates again.

"Get out of the way!"

The cook zombie loudly ordered his subordinates, and the zombies blocking in front of it retreated to both sides, and its front was immediately unimpeded, pointing directly at Wu Zhen.

The heavy sound of stomping on the ground approached quickly, Wu Zhen ignored it, his eyes stared at the several zombies around him, one first-level gray-eyed zombie, three white-eyed second-level zombies, and one third-level red-eyed zombie.

There is no level requirement for subsidiary tasks, as long as you kill a hundred, you can level up, Wu Zhen is not stupid, he will not waste energy to deal with red-eyed zombies of the same level, his target is the first-level zombie and three second-level zombies.

The aura behind him was so heavy, Wu Zhen suspected that the base of this fourth-level zombie was at least 35, but fortunately, he would not go to fight against this zombie cook.

"Boom!"

Wu Zhen rushed over and raised his left hand to smash at the red-eyed zombie.

"Find ...... Die! ”

The red-eyed zombie pursed his lips disdainfully, raised his leg and kicked Wu Zhen's chest and abdomen.

At the critical moment, Wu Zhen suddenly turned around and handed his back to the feet of the red-eyed zombie.

In the surprised facial expression of the red-eyed zombie, Wu Zhen slammed into his foot and was kicked out fiercely.

With the assistance of the red-eyed zombies, Wu Zhen's speed was exerted to the limit, and the fist that was ready to be launched finally burst out, and the three white-eyed zombies behind him were frightened and stupid, and they had no time to defend, and they were stoned to death by him with one punch, and there was only one one left, Wu Zhen rose into the air, raised his leg and kicked it over, directly kicking its head off from the root of the neck.

The moment he kicked the last white-eyed zombie to death, the red-eyed zombie's attack came again, this time, aimed at Wu Zhen's abdomen, Wu Zhen did not dodge or dodge, resisted again, and then rolled towards the first-level zombie with his strength.

As soon as he raised his hand, the blood-eyed zombie was already standing in front of the first-level zombie.

Wu Zhen gritted his teeth and smashed it over with a punch, and the blood-eyed zombie laughed fiercely and smashed back with a punch, ignoring the men in front of the fist.

Boom!

The head of the first-level zombie was squeezed to pieces by the forces on both sides, Wu Zhen did not feel some changes in his body, and understood in his heart that this zombie died from the blood-eyed zombie, not himself.

Although he was unwilling, he didn't dare to stay, Wu Zhen jumped back, and at the same time held his breath and his heartbeat stopped.

The blood-eyed zombie once again lost Wu Zhen's trace, raised his head to the sky and roared, and then, with a wave of his powerful hand, he smashed into the red-eyed zombie next to him.

"You? Why didn't you stop him? ”

The red-eyed zombie didn't dare to dodge, and it took this palm firmly, and the bones in its neck creaked, and it was already out of place, and it was almost broken.

Smack!

The red-eyed zombie was slapped by the outstretched hand behind him, tilted his head, rested weakly on his shoulder, and fell to the ground in a swaying manner.

The blood-eyed zombie was extremely angry, and punched the red-eyed zombie where he was standing before, but it hit the air.

The fist wind blew past his ears, Wu Zhen grinned and smiled heartily, since you dare to kick me, then I will make up for it.

Turning around cautiously, Wu Zhen left the blood-eyed zombie again and burrowed into the zombie group.

"Wu Tian, how much is it missing? I'm dying, my whole body hurts, my heart hurts! ”

In the chest cavity, on the still brown heart the size of a fist, a crack as thin as a hair lay across the heart wall, and bright red blood collided from the inside out, threatening to break through the wall at any time.

"It's coming."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Wu Zhen burst out to kill again, the black thick blood and the bright red blood fell in no order, Wu Zhen had more and more injuries on his body, and he killed more and more zombies, but it was more difficult.

"Seven times, your heart is about to explode, right? Why waste food? Why be so crazy? The cook didn't hesitate at all, and walked straight to Wu Zhen, in this state, Wu Zhen was already holding his breath, his heartbeat was not at all, and the blood-eyed zombie shouldn't know his location.

"You are here, I can see it, the blood is too strong."

The cook zombie raised his hand and pointed at it, and Wu Zhen, who was mixed with the zombies, felt that it was really pointing at him, and he saw himself.

The heart twisted slightly, and drops of blood oozed out of the cracks in the cavity wall, drop by drop, and the whole heart was covered with large and small cracks, which could burst at any time.

"How much is missing?"

Wu Zhen asked wistfully.

"Ten!"

"It's too late, it's still too late!"

Now that he has been discovered, Wu Zhen no longer hides it, lets go of the inhibition of his heart, and gasps deeply a few times, and the zombies around him suddenly noticed that the enemies around him have rushed up, more than ten.

More than a dozen!

Wu Zhen didn't resist, and let the zombies' claws poke into his body, and the erosive teeth pressed against his skin and bit into his muscles and bones.

"Die!"

Wu Zhen stomped his feet fiercely, his body tilted to the side, more than a dozen claws with his own blood broke away from his body, and some also carried bloody strips of flesh, his body was hit hard, Wu Zhen gritted his teeth and stood up, his trembling left fist stretched out straight, like a javelin, the moment he threw it, I believe that nothing can stop its penetrating power.