In the original howling wind gathering place south of Tianrui Pass, there is a broken wall, but the original inner city still maintains its original style, you can see the original buildings here, the solid inner city wall has been repaired two or three times as high as before, and there is even a large number of flattened cars stacked together to form a city wall.

It was like a huge ruin, but the outermost part was the old city wall of the inner city, and you could still see the mottled walls and the gate made of steel and iron sheets like knives.

It was the gate to the outside, but it was now almost sealed, and the passage was completely missing, and even the underground passages were buried in it. Completely blocked.

For this, the Howling Wind Gathering Ground consumes the vast majority of its manpower.

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Coupled with the severe cold of a winter, they almost lost their lives, during this time, this is the world of zombies, even if the snow freezes the world, the zombies in the gathering place of the howling wind still do not disperse, but hide in the dilapidated houses in the former outer city.

In the inner city, it has become a paradise for survivors, because the zombies don't care about the people in the inner city, they hide and wait for spring to come.

In one winter, almost all the food stocks in the inner city were exhausted, and even the canned human flesh prepared in the autumn was almost exhausted.

At this time, the howling wind was unkempt, how could there be the original scenery, the original howling wind gathering place was the most powerful gathering place nearby, with a population of hundreds of thousands, and in the case of no complete change in vitality, it had a strong force, occupied a lot of resources, and was also the most prosperous place for food.

But now. They are eliminated in almost every era, and there are less than 10,000 survivors left. The guys who used to be full of fat brains are now as thin as dried tofu, and they are shriveled and unpresentable. After a winter, it is really a person who survives.

And today, they were even more frightened, on the wall of the inner city, there was a violent vibration, and the sentry above reported that it was a zombie more than a meter tall constantly smashing the city wall.

Just like a child who wants to open a tin can, he persisted for three days and three nights without stopping, and his mouth full of green liquid corroded huge holes in the ground.

How many zombies are gathered in the Howling Wind Gathering Place? Nobody knows. But Howling Wind knew it was time to run away.

With a resolute gaze, he first summoned all his men who could instruct him, and all the living people in the gathering place must also act.

Because the retreat mechanism of the inner city wall is opened, the northern city wall will be completely exposed, and their goal is to fight a way out from the outside.

Wearing clothes that were almost strands of cloth and carrying a rusty iron bar, Zhang Xiao insisted on walking out.

Don't look at him as the head of the gathering place. However, there are many subordinates, and there are still two or three thousand subordinates still alive, and these people need a lot of supplies, and most of the food stored in the gathering place of the whistling wind will slowly wear out in one winter. How long can I eat the leftovers? A month or two months?

They don't know, they don't want to know, and there is little hope of anyone alive. As long as they can eat and wait for death, then they can do nothing for a day and just stay there in a daze. Everyone is like a walking dead who has lost their souls.

On the street outside, more than a dozen young people shook slowly with their heads bowed like zombies. Their eyes were scarlet as they looked at all the humans. The corners of his mouth reveal the fangs he used to play the vampire before the end of the world, and his clothes are torn.

But the other survivors don't care about them at all, this is a group of guys who call themselves the zombie gang, and the worship of zombies in their hearts when the end times are rampant makes them crazy, fantasizing that they have become zombies, and they can bully ordinary humans unscrupulously and dominate the world.

They are crazy, but they still keep their sanity, because the absolute power in the gathering place is still Howling Wind, and although the more than 2,000 people below him have lost confidence, they have been supporting Howling Wind in order to survive, which has caused the extreme concentration of power in the gathering place.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! We are zombies, mighty zombies, and humans tremble! "Everyone in the zombie gang is crying hysterically, as if the zombies outside have sensed their madness and are roaring wildly outside. When the giant zombie crashed into the city walls, it felt threatened by the survivors in the inner city with a powerful impact.

"Shut up to Lao Tzu, and then let Lao Tzu see what zombie gang you bastards are playing, and kill you!" A strong man came out of the street, swaying his body.

He still had wine to drink, and even the leader of the Howling Wind had already stopped drinking.

But everyone in the gathering place knows that this guy is a second-order superpower, and the shit luck accidentally found a fruit in a hole in the ground during the last zombie invasion, which made him directly a superpower, and he had already become a second-order superpower on the day he became a superpower.

With the super power of Iron Fist, you can turn your fists into iron, and you can deal with zombies with just one punch against ordinary zombies.

But this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that he is no longer afraid of the zombie virus, he can charge in the zombie horde.

The second-order super can even temporarily turn his body into a substance like an iron block, and the zombie can slowly recover on its own even if it is scratched.

The power of the storm is terrifying, and he is the most special one in the gathering place of the whistling wind, because even the leader of the whistling wind has to coax him, all the good things have to be provided to him, and even his own women are barely left now, and everyone else has entered this man's backyard.

The teenagers of the zombie gang looked at the man frantically, the blood in their hearts was almost burning, they hoped, they hoped that they could have great power, they were bullied in the last days, they fled to the inner city when they were lost in the outer city, and survived here for a long time, suffering humiliation, they wanted revenge, they wanted revenge, and they wanted to be able to control the fate of others. Even if it's just for a second.

"What's the point of being alive, it's not as good as zombies, at least zombies can bite two beauties to death!" In the crowd of the Zombie Gang. A teenager said dejectedly.

The other teenagers next to him echoed. It's almost dark in their lives.

Living a life where pigs and dogs are inferior, imagining that you can be like a zombie who is not afraid of hunger. can run rampant like a zombie, even a moment of brilliance can make yourself live up to this life.

That's the only thing the zombie boys have on their minds right now.

Several of the young Zombie Gang teenagers were already teary-eyed. They looked at the tall city walls, at the survivors on the streets, who had no hope of survival, and their hearts became even more crazy.

"Brothers, I have a great idea." The twelve-year-old little guy, the youngest of the zombie gang boys, had straight eyes, and the muscles on his body were almost atrophied and his body was weak, but he still insisted on wearing the fangs on his mouth and dressed like a zombie. Even the hair was crumpled up, and a sour smell came from there.

"What's a good idea?" A few older teenagers looked at the guy in front of them curiously, he had been in the gathering place for a long time, and his luck was relatively poor.

At the beginning, there was also a rich father who made a good life for himself, but when the gathering place was overrun by zombies, his father was already dead, and it was those hateful guards who did their best to save their father that made him die.

Only then did he let all his property be encroached upon by those former guards and former soldiers.

Right now. I have nothing, what can I not afford to play?

He looked at the little guy in front of him, his eyes burning.

"Do you have the kind of fruit that activates superpowers?" Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. Looking at the little guy in front of him, it looks like a beast that wants to choose people to devour.

"How is it possible, if there was a thing that I would have eaten a long time ago, I just have this thing." As he spoke, he removed the hairpin-like thing from his hair.

But a few of the little ones took a closer look. Only to find out that this is not an ordinary wooden stick. It's a sharp claw-like thing, all of a sudden. They know that it's a zombie's claw, and they don't know when they got it.

"This is what I picked up on the ground when I retreated, and at that time the zombie corpses on the ground turned into liquid, and only this one piece was left for my collection." The little guy waved the zombie's claws.

The person next to him immediately retreated. What is this? This is a zombie's claw, and as long as you catch yourself, you will become a zombie.

"What are you afraid of, isn't it a zombie? Aren't we a zombie gang? Don't you dream of becoming a zombie one day? Dare to try it? I've been sitting on it for a winter, and there's probably not much left of the toxins on it, so if you don't try it, I'll play with it yourself. As he spoke, he took his claws and slashed his own arm before the others could react.

A black line appeared in his blood, followed by a flushed face.

"It's so comfortable to be a zombie!" The little one was so comfortable that he almost moaned.

Several teenagers next to him were a little surprised when they looked at his expressions of enjoyment. Is this still a zombie? It's like smoking those powders before the end of the world.

Several teenagers hesitated, but several still did not dare to try, but the eldest boy had a hateful look on his face, and grabbed the claw and stuck it on his chest.

In an instant, he felt his heart beating violently, his soul was sublimating, and all the qiē around his body seemed to have become a flood.

Then he saw a huge giant god, the giant god with two heads and eight eyes, looking at him with fierce eyes, and then eight pairs of huge arms grabbed him.

In an instant he lost consciousness.

Outside, the other zombie gang teenagers were already stunned, the original partner in front of them had changed, the youngest teenager was getting smaller and smaller, and finally only half a meter tall, revealing a little green liquid on his body, and his tentacles trembled one by one.

Then the older boy in front of him changed his appearance, and his head began to split, and then it was divided into two heads, and then three heads.

One by one, new arms were drawn, three heads and six arms, and the legs became six, and then they were torn in half as if their chests had been torn, and then the small zombies got in.

It was as if he had returned to his own mecha, leaving the surrounding teenagers dumbfounded.

The three-headed and six-armed zombie, which was only two meters tall, suddenly opened its eyes, and the six eyes stared at the teenagers next to him, and the remaining claws in his hand were stuffed into his mouth.

"Eat!"

"Hungry!"

"Lead the way!"

"Kill them all!"

The roar and the sparkle of reason made him even more insane. has become a zombie, invincible, and there is no rival in the world.

The crazy eyes with a bloodthirsty light, looking at a few partners seemed to see the chicken legs that had been fried before the end of the world, fragrant, but he couldn't help it, after all, he spent all his time with these teenagers in a cold winter, and there was a trace of clarity He held back his desire to eat and quickly ran to the central area.

There was his food there, especially those who had oppressed them, and the rage in his heart burned as a black liquid flowed out of his body and condensed on his body. In an instant, he felt even more powerful. Anger is the source of his strength, killing is the essence of his life evolution, and the only remaining consciousness is to defend these companions, or rather those who share the joys and sorrows.

"What are you heartless things up to!" Suddenly, the soldiers in the two gathering places in front of them pointed at them with sharpened steel bars, and in their eyes, the two-meter-tall guy must be the brainchild of these heartless zombie gang troublemakers, who are not less engaged in playing zombies.

The three-headed and six-armed zombie has never heard of it.

It's a pity that they were wrong, this is a real zombie, and it is inaccurate for them to identify zombies based on their appearance, on the basis that this zombie will not attack other people.

Because everything in the world always has a 1 in 100 million chance of producing other mutations, and the young man in front of him now is.

He roared loudly.

"Hungry!" An inhuman roar, followed by shredded corpses, two stained with blood, and then swallowed by him.

It only took a few bites to devour the entire corpse, and the power of the three heads was undoubtedly revealed at this time, and the first time it was revealed was actually eating. The torn body was torn in two, and after being dismembered, he swallowed it in a few bites.

As for the boss zombies inside, they don't eat food directly at all, but eat the essence secreted by the puppet zombies outside, which is what they like to eat the most.

"Kill!"

A killing, a catastrophe, unfolds in this gathering place that has already undergone a ruined miè. (To be continued......)