Looking at the zombies crowded into the alley, Chen Mo took a deep breath, and then with a nervous mood, he touched towards the group of corpses.

Chen Mo was very careful, after all, the group of zombies in front of him was not a guy who could be reasonable.

If they discover their human identity, they will probably tear themselves to pieces in an instant.

Fortunately, the zombies' attention was on the little girl on the wall, and they didn't notice their approach.

These zombies are really stupid enough, the little girl's body board can't reach a few zombies to eat, and these guys gathered outside may not even be able to share a single hair.

But it's a shame that these zombies are stupid, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

While all kinds of chaotic thoughts were spinning in his heart, Chen Mo touched the back of the outermost zombie.

Looking at this zombie whose hair was stuck together with dried blood and looked quite cynical, Chen Mo swallowed his saliva, and the fruit knife in his hand stabbed the zombie in the back of the head a few times.

After a soft "poof" sound, the fruit knife was only halfway in, and it seemed to be stuck in the skull.

Chen Mo pushed the fruit knife unwillingly, but it was useless, and the fruit knife could not advance an inch at all.

After trying a few times, Chen Mo could only helplessly pull out the fruit knife.

With the withdrawal of the fruit knife, the blood from the broken wound on the back of the zombie's head flowed out, like a faucet that had not been turned off, dripping to the ground, and occasionally some white brains were washed out by the blood.

The zombies didn't look back, still pushing and crowding forward like fanatical believers.

Although the back of its head was like a leaky scoop of water, oozing blood.

This relieved Chen Mo, who was originally a little nervous, and after calming down a little, the fruit knife in Chen Mo's hand stabbed out again.

This time it was a little smoother, and the fruit knife sank into the back of the zombie's head.

The zombies that were crowded forward excitedly froze their movements froze, and their bodies fell softly to the ground.

Chen Mo hurriedly hugged the zombie's waist, slowed it down, and then gently rested it on the ground.

The movements are very gentle, such as the gentleness before the sympathetic person does something.

For the same kind of hunting, the other zombies didn't care too much.

In their low IQ, the living person sitting on the wall in front of them is the only focus they need to pay attention to.

Seeing that there was no movement in the group of corpses, Chen Mo completely relieved himself, raised the fruit knife in his hand, and stabbed the back of the second zombie's head......

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With the passage of time, Chen Mo has killed more than a dozen zombies.

At first, the technique was a little rusty, and the fruit knife was often stuck in the skull.

But gradually, Chen Mo became more and more proficient.

The pace of harvesting is also getting faster and faster.

It's basically a one-shot kill,

This made Chen Mo inexplicably think of the feeling when he used to play sf games,

Killing became an assembly-line operation,

The fruit knife is inserted, withdrawn, and the zombie body is held to slow down the fall, and then continues to insert and pull out.

The so-called guilt and other negative emotions did not appear,

I've been with Xu Dong, a cold guy for a long time,

Chen Mo seems to have changed a little,

Killing seemed to be a bit of a matter of course for him now.

The flesh and mud covered in his body are no longer so unbearable.

Looking at the zombies that fell under his own knife, Chen Mo faintly felt an indescribable sense of pleasure and satisfaction, which was wonderful.

The fruit knife in his hand also swung faster.

Now he is not so much to save people as to enjoy the pleasure of killing.

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Looking at Chen Mo, who was quickly harvesting zombies in the alley, Xu Dong, who was watching coldly from the alley, frowned.

The excitement that flashed in Chen Mo's reddened eyes was familiar to him.

That represents the bloodthirsty instinct in the human bones.

Once stimulated, if not properly guided, you will fall into the thrill of this killing.

But don't worry about me,

Xu Dong shrugged.

===

Nearly 100 zombies have fallen in the alley.

The rich smell of blood filled the air, attracting the attention of some zombies.

But after looking back, they turned their attention to the little girl on the wall.

The attraction of the corpses of the same kind to them is not as strong as that of the live food in front of them.

They may be at the end of their hunger in normal times, but now there is more delicious flesh and blood of the living, and the rotting corpses of their kind do not interest them.

The thought of the slippery, elastic and chewy flesh of the living made these zombies even more impatient.

The wait is not unbearable for them, even if it is a long wait.

The only effect of the smell of blood in the air was to stimulate their secretions, and some of the zombies turned out black liquid dripping from the corners of their mouths, like children waiting for snacks.

looked at the little girl's eyes, and they became more and more hot.

As for the "kind" huddled in the corner, these zombies were not interested in it.

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Chen Mo was not obscured by the killing,

It's not that his willpower is strong,

It's because of the caution in the depths of my heart.

The thrill of killing certainly made him enjoy it, but death scared him even more.

In his bones, Chen Mo is a person who cherishes his life very much.

So I'm also afraid of death.

When those zombies looked back, Chen Mo's mind that had fallen into a killing frenzy instantly cleared up.

The look of excitement on his face a moment ago disappeared without a trace, pretending to be dazed and numb.

Chen Mo's heart was extremely nervous,

The fruit knife in his hand was even tighter.

As long as these zombies show a different color, he will definitely turn around and run away without saying a word.

I don't know if it's the smell or Chen Mo's acting skills are too good, those zombies turned their heads after glancing at him, which made Chen Mo's heart fall tightly.

Just when he was relieved and ready to continue touching to clean up the zombies,

A melodious song rang out, echoing in the alley,

"The end of the vast world is my love, and the flowers are really blooming at the foot of the green hills~~~"

The rhythm of the most dazzling national style is very energetic, very refreshing, and very exciting.

So it's loud too.

So that the commotion and roar of the corpses have subsided,

The zombies who were restless a moment ago fell silent, and slowly turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

There was an eerie silence in the alley, and only the most dazzling folk songs flew in the air

"What kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most cheerful~~~~"

Being stared at by so many zombies made Chen Mo's heart palpitate to the extreme, and cold sweat came out of his forehead, mixed with the blood stained on his face, turning his cheeks into a patch, and against the backdrop of his pale complexion, he was as ugly as a clown with bad makeup.

The next time you're at such an important moment, be sure to set your phone to vibrate.

Chen Mo secretly swore in his heart.

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The melodious singing also reached the ears of the little girl sitting on the wall, and her beautiful eyes opened.

Looking in the direction from which the song came, she saw zombies lying all over the alley.

At the same time, Chen Mo was also discovered.

It's not because Chen Mo is handsome, Chen Mo, who is covered in zombie flesh and blood, looks no different from other zombies at the moment, let alone the word handsome.

The reason why the little girl noticed him was because the ringtone of the mobile phone came from him.

And at the back of the corpses, he was the only one standing.

It's a bit of a standout feeling.

The little girl had a sense of unreality like in a dream, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

So she rubbed her eyes vigorously,

Chen Mo was still standing there, and the melodious sound of the bell was still wafting out of his arms.

This made the little girl sure that it was not a hallucination.

Although she fantasized that someone would come to save her,

But it's just fantasy.

Never had much hope in mind.

After all, in this zombie-infested city, it is not much easier to meet a living person than to ascend to the sky.

At this moment, in this alley full of zombies, in this desperate situation, she found a kind of person (although the way this kind appeared was a little "alternative"), which made her pale pretty face glow with a hint of joy.

The joy of being in a desperate situation.

But the joy quickly turned into worry.

This kind of situation seems to be a little unpleasant,

Because some of the man-eating monsters below have already staggered towards him.

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Looking at the zombies walking towards him with staggering steps, Chen Mo's body froze in place, not daring to move, and his heart even raised his throat.

Chen Mo didn't dare to look back, but tilted his head slightly and glanced at the mouth of the alley out of the corner of his eye.

The mouth of the alley was empty, and there was no presence of Xu Dong's figure.

This made Chen Mo feel the urge to scold his mother.

Seeing the zombies getting closer and closer, Chen Mo's face became more and more pale, and he almost couldn't help but move.

At this time, the melodious ringing stopped, and the other end hung up the phone.

Silence fell back into the alley.

As the music stopped, the zombies who were in a state of wait-and-see suddenly lost their interest and turned their attention back to the little girl sitting on the wall.

Chen Mo's heart did not relax, because although the zombies walking towards him stopped, they did not turn around and leave, but looked up and down at him, the "same kind" who made strange noises, with a blank and puzzled look.

One of the zombies took two steps forward and brought the half of its rotten cheek in front of Chen Mo, its nose shrugged as if it was sniffing something.

The zombie's face was so close that Chen Mo could clearly see the white maggots tumbling in the carrion on its cheeks.

The strong smell of decay came to his nose, combined with the strong visual impact, which made Chen Mo's heart go straight to his stomach.

But he didn't dare to move, but held his breath and pretended to be dazed.

However, the fruit knife in Chen Mo's hand was already ready to go.

As long as the zombie in front of him showed his abnormality, the fruit knife in Chen Mo's hand would be inserted into its head for the first time.