(PS: Lao Tie, it's been updated, alas, there are too many things, and I'm not in a good mood, Xiao Zhan apologizes for his breach of appointment, every time I say update, half of it is gone, I'm sorry everyone.) Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Some people in this book are off topic, but no, it's just a copy, it's only temporary on the earth, and when the time comes, what fairy realm will go, God realm or something, isn't it still an otherworldly continent? ）

Before Lin Ze could react, the zombies that were relatively close to Lin Ze actually rushed towards Lin Ze's second-hand Santana quickly.

Although the speed of these ordinary zombies is only the speed of ordinary people, Lin Ze is still startled, after all, these zombies were human beings before they died...

Lin Ze gritted his teeth, slammed the accelerator, and charged directly forward.

This time directly knocked several zombies flying, but what was very embarrassing was that the other zombies were slapped on the hood, the chassis of this car was originally low, and the shell was not particularly hard, and when the slap went down, the hood collapsed directly, and what made Lin Ze even more depressed was that this Santana had actually turned off!

"!" Lin Ze looked around the car and found that the only thing that had combat use was the baseball bat in the trunk, and nothing else.

Malegobi's, if you can't run away, you can only fight.

Thinking about it, Lin Ze had already jumped off Santana, who had already turned off the flames, ran to the trunk and took out the baseball bat, looking at these zombies vigilantly.

At this time, a team not far away dedicated to hunting zombies.

"Captain, doesn't the city say that there are no survivors, why is there the sound of cars?" said a relatively young man, fully armed and wearing a special suit, holding a sniper rifle tightly in his hand, and a middle-aged uncle with several scars on his face, playing with a silver revolver with a wolf head pattern.

"Hehe, Bai Yu, maybe it's a stupid B, or it's a high-level ability, or it's a zombie-hunting team like us, otherwise who would dare to drive? It's been more than two years since the end of the world, wouldn't there really be such a stupid risk to find death?" Before the captain could speak, a young man beside Bai Yu who looked like a ruffian, wore a half-sleeved shorts, and carried a heavy machete on his back said disdainfully.

"Zhang Xin, how do you talk?" a hot woman next to this thing kicked him directly in the ass.

"I'll go, Lin Xin, don't be so violent, right?" Zhang Xin jumped to the side holding his buttocks, screaming.

"Okay, since he's a survivor, let's go over and take a look, if it's not a high-level ability, we can save him, and maybe we can add him to our team." But if it's a high-level ability, let's retreat. The captain of this team said calmly, he is an ability, in the base of the survivor organization, his name as a wolf warrior can also be ranked, because he is a second-order strength ability, after all, among the survivors, it would be good if one in a thousand survivors could be lucky enough to become an ability, while the other three people are all ordinary people, but after countless battles and blood baptisms, they are much stronger than ordinary survivors.

"Okay boss. Zhang Xin also put away the hippie smiling face, and looked ready to fight.

Lin Xin on the side pursed his lips and didn't say much, just clenched the AK47 in his hand, AK-47 is an assault rifle, the body is short, the range is short, suitable for closeer combat, and the power is also great, one shot to the head of ordinary zombies, and Lin Xin has a sharp and cold dagger above the muzzle of the AK gun, it can be seen that Lin Xin is a violent and direct female man....

At this time, Lin Ze had already clenched the baseball bat in his hand, and looked vigilantly at the zombies that were quickly surrounding him.

Lin Ze has not come into contact with these zombies, and he doesn't know how to kill these zombies....

After all, these zombies are already dead, so kill them again? I guess they were controlled by some virus and flu infection.....

Lin Ze couldn't be allowed to think so much, and the zombie was already less than three meters away from Lin Ze!

The zombie that was knocked away by the second-hand Santana just now also slowly crawled over from a distance.

Obviously, a simple impact does not cause any damage to the zombies!

Causing damage to the zombie's body will only affect the zombie's ability to move at most, that's all, and it won't be long before the zombie's body will be used again!

After all, zombies are not like living people, they are controlled by brains and neurons, and the brains of zombies are already dead when they are infected with the virus, not to mention the cells in the body, the zombie's body even has atrophied muscles, but it has not rotted, which is the advantage of the virus.

Virus-infected humans become zombies, they lose their sense of pain, and the cells in their bodies are all dead, where does the pain come from? ?

And even if the zombie has broken limbs, it will not cause the zombie to die directly, even if the body is pierced, it can still move, and the zombie who is not afraid of death, in addition to the crazy eating needs of ordinary beasts, although the zombie will not die, but they have to eat to satisfy the desire of the virus.

For example, the current Lin Ze is just a delicacy that can fill their stomachs in their eyes.

Looking at the empty and gray eyes of these zombies without a trace of black, looking at himself with a covetous and hungry look, the feeling of being completely regarded as prey and food made Lin Ze very unhappy!

It's a pity that these zombies don't have the cute feeling of cartoons, but they make Lin Ze feel sick to his stomach.

Because of the smell of rotting flesh and blood on these zombies, it smelled extremely bad, if it weren't for Lin Ze's psychological quality being quite good, it is estimated that he would have spit it out long ago when he saw this scene and smelled such a stench.

"Damn, get rid of these zombies, I'm sick to death. Lin Ze endured his nausea, turned around and smashed a baseball bat on the head of a zombie that was about to drop its claws on his back.

"Ho-ho..." The zombie didn't open its mouth, but the sound in its throat made Lin Ze sound so awkward, as if a wild beast had seen a defenseless prey.

Lin Ze slammed on the zombie's head just now, and did not cause any actual damage to the zombie, only interrupted its attack, and made it repelled by gravity by one meter.

"I wipe?" Lin Ze looked helplessly at the baseball bat in his hand, a wooden stick.....

How much damage can it get??