After observing the undead ghosts for a while, Uncle Li waved his hand at us: "These things are all two-poles, dead-eyed, don't think about it, let's get ready to practice." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In fact, there is no need for Uncle Li to say, we have all realized that the only way to break through the encirclement of these evil undead ghosts is to beat these undead ghosts to the ground, and there is no other way, so after a brief discussion, we originally wanted me and the fat man to go out to clean up those undead ghosts that are also our old acquaintances, but we didn't want to be strongly opposed by Shen Han, Lao Huo, and Lao Yan'er's grandmother, and unanimously said that they would fight side by side with the two of us, as if this job was fun.

The fat man and I couldn't resist them, and Uncle Li also acquiesced in their behavior, and the two of us had to agree to the sister's strong request (even if we didn't agree, I'm afraid Shen Han and the others would not obey our brother's arrangement), for this reason, we were divided into two groups, the fat man naturally strongly asked to be divided into a group with Lao Huo, and I, and Shen Han and Lao Yan'er's grandmother were divided into a group, and Uncle Li was responsible for responding and supporting us in mid-air.

Subsequently, we sorted out the weapons, Shen Han and Lao Huo's weapons were still modified Type 92 pistols, and the fat man and I showed their own powers, one danced and danced mysteriously to urge the immortal bone evil qi in the body, and the other gritted his teeth and bit his index finger to open the light for the Xuantie Sword, as for Lao Yan'er's grandmother, she unexpectedly took out a finger-thick yellow iron chain from her arms, and she didn't know what she wanted to do.

"It's ...... Girl, let's be honest, otherwise, I'll give you a shotgun, that guy is more useful than this, right? "I approached Grandma Yan'er and made no secret of my doubts about the function of the thin chain in her hand.

"Thank you for your kindness, but the power of this thing will surprise you for a while, hehe" Grandma Yan'er wrapped the golden iron chain around her right hand and looked at me with a mysterious expression and smiled.

"You're sure you can." I knew that a fight for a while would be life-or-death, and the cruelty would probably surprise everyone, so I looked into the eyes of Grandma Yan'er and asked again.

"You're a really abrasive person, okay, I'll say it again, I'm fine, I can take care of myself, okay." Grandma Yan'er was so obsessed with my persistence that she couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to explain to me patiently.

I smiled wordlessly, walked back to Shen Han and Lao Huo, and grinned: "You two, let's still act as snipers, okay." ”

"Yang Xiaokai, what are we doing, do you still need you to point fingers, you still think about it for a while, how to protect your fox fairy girl, hehe" Shen Han looked at me with a smile, and after teasing me, he looked down at the pistol insurance and ignored me.

Seeing that I was standing there very embarrassed and confused, neither advancing nor retreating, Lao Huo smiled brightly, pushed me, and said, "Okay, Shen Han's little temper you didn't understand it on the first day, it's okay, go ahead, do what you should do." ”

I smiled flatteringly at Shen Han, and when I saw that although Shen Han didn't raise his eyelids to look at me, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and I felt relieved, so I ran back to the fat man, moved my muscles and bones, and prepared to fight those undead ghosts.

During this time, the undead ghosts who looked at us with gloomy expressions had also consciously moved towards us, as if they wanted to take the initiative to attack us.

The fat man and I held our breath and walked towards the undead ghosts, even though most of them were mentally insane, puppet-like walking corpses, but we both wanted to send a message to them, that is: not only are we not afraid of you, but we also have the strength to kill you,.

At this time, the guns in Shen Han and Lao Huo's hands rang out.

Unexpectedly, Shen Han and Lao Huo's sonorous roses' shooting skills were so exquisite, the bullet was like Xiao Li's flying knife, every bullet could hit an undead ghost, and those undead ghosts would immediately get down after being hit by the bullet, and twist their bodies desperately, as if there were flames burning their bodies in their bodies.

The fat man and I turned around and gave a thumbs up to Shen Han and Lao Huo, who were hiding behind a half-cut slot machine that was used as a temporary bunker, which meant that it was really powerful, and then rushed towards those undead ghosts like tigers.

Perhaps realizing our power, the undead ghosts who were not hit by the bullets paused for a moment, and touched their hands to their backs, and in an instant, each undead ghost had a jagged machete in their hands, the style was old and short, but the blade was cold and terrifying, and at a glance it was a sharp blade that sharpened iron like clay.

A tall undead ghost ran in front, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in contact with the fat man, and before the fat man could react, the undead ghost raised the machete in his hand and looked at the fat man.

The fat man was not afraid, and crossed the Xuantie sword in his left and right hands, which had become crystal clear due to the immeadage of yang blood, into a cross, blocking the jagged machete under the immortal ghost.

With a "cang" sound, after the powerful serrated machete collided with the dark iron sword in the fat man's hand, a burst of sparks was released, and the fat man also fell to the ground on one leg because of the sudden heavy blow.

As soon as I saw the fat man being knocked down by the undead ghost, I couldn't help but get busy, and hurriedly ran over, and a whip kick kicked the tall undead ghost's neck, causing it to stumble, and the fat man took the opportunity to stand up, and the Xuantie sword in his right hand stabbed into the undead ghost's abdomen, and the sword qi of the Xuantie sword was like a bullet, knocking the back of the undead ghost out of a wine cup.

The undead ghost fell backwards, and then the undead who swarmed up trampled on the body of the same kind and continued to pounce on us like beasts.

The fat man and I didn't dare to slack off, so we started to fight with the undead ghosts, and in the fight, the fat man and I were soon divided and surrounded by the undead ghosts.

I was surrounded by more than a dozen undead ghosts, and the dozen or so serrated machetes were like lightning bolts across the sky, continuously slashing at my head and body, and I didn't dare to take them hard, so I had to use wandering tactics to match my body with dexterous steps, while avoiding those sharp blades that were enough to chop me into several pieces, while waiting for the opportunity to attack the vital parts of those undead ghosts with ten fingers and immortal bone evil qi that were not inferior to daggers.

Besides, the fat man's side, this fat man is a strong stress player, the Northeast dialect calls people crazy, don't look at those undead ghosts blocking him and chopping his head and face for a while, but the fat man did not panic, but brandished a double sword, and those undead ghosts are hard bridges and hard horses, that posture, there is no essential difference between the street gangsters fighting and slashing people, but the momentum is very terrifying, for a while, although those undead ghosts have the advantage in numbers, but they are also helpless fat people.

After fighting for a while, the fat man and I met again in a daze, and then stood back to back, covering each other, and at the same time, Shen Han and Lao Huo started a new round of shooting again, and those undead ghosts fell down one after another after being shot, giving us a temporary respite.

Taking this opportunity, I had a brief exchange with the fat man, through the fight just now, the two of us clearly felt that these undead ghosts are not only extremely fierce, but also all of them are tall and swordsmanship, and it can be seen that these undead ghosts must have been well trained before their deaths, and they are used to attacking in formation when attacking, all kinds of signs indicate that we are facing some soldiers who are very likely to be able to recruit and fight.

However, in these years, even the cavalry has become history, and what kind of soldiers are these undead ghosts with machetes?

", let's get into the water, don't you think about it in modern times, think about it, in ancient times, didn't soldiers all use cold weapons, and besides, you don't think that these undead ghosts don't seem to be Han Chinese, you look at their appearance, high eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and prominent cheekbones, which have the characteristics of Mongolians, and look a little like Europeans, isn't it strange." The fat man looked carefully at the undead ghosts who had fallen to the ground, and suddenly said with a sense of understanding.

I listened to the fat man's words, and subconsciously looked at those undead ghosts, and found that as the fat man said, the appearance of those undead ghosts is really different from ordinary people, and they have more European appearance characteristics, which is really strange.

Not to mention the questions that the fat man and I were full of, a moment later, the undead ghosts who had been shot and fell to the ground got up one after another, shook their heads one by one, gathered together again, and swooped back at us.

The fat man and I shook our spirits, and without hesitation, we struck the undead ghosts in the battle circle, and in the scuffle, I picked up a serrated machete discarded by the undead ghosts, rounded my shoulder, and slashed at the undead ghosts.

The serrated machete is meniscus-shaped, and the blade becomes thinner and thinner the more it reaches the tip of the knife, making the chopping action extremely smooth and labor-saving.

Moreover, the crescent-shaped serrated machete in my hand is old, and the oxidation marks of the blade are obvious, if it were not for the snow-shiny blade, just the black and ugly blade, it would be like an old relic that has just been dug out of the ground.

"Fatty, aren't you a history teacher, think about it, in ancient times, the weapon used by the soldiers of that dynasty was the crescent scimitar, ah." My heart moved, and as if I had thought of something, I shouted at the fat man.

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