Even if Ye Fan is an idiot, even if Ye Fan calls him stupid so loudly, he has to admit that Ye Fan's marksmanship is superb, if he wants to shoot anyone, no one can dodge it, and the zombies who died under his gun on the way to the base are the best proof.

"Mr. Dumb Mao, what are you doing in a daze! Quickly lure the zombies over!" Seeing that Qiu Du was in a daze at this time, Ye Fan shouted, recalling Qiu Du's senses.

"You are quiet," Qiu Du came back to his senses and said lightly, although his tone was indifferent, but it accurately drifted into Ye Fan's ears.

Eh, Ye Fan was in a cold sweat, how could he feel a faint evil aura in Qiu Du's voice, could it be that he was delusional? That's right, it must be an illusion.

Qiu Du shook the Tang knife in his hand, and then slashed at the face of the tall zombie, and the three people who were still pestering the tall zombie saw Qiu Du attack again, and the speed of the attack in his hand increased even more.

A knife slashed right on the zombie's head, making a metal collision sound, but it only left a white mark on the zombie's head, looking at the zombie's eyes up close, what crossed Qiu Du's eyes, and then quickly retreated.

After retreating, Qiu Du stretched the Tang knife forward again, and then stabbed it into the zombie's eyes.

Just when the Tang Knife was about to stab into the zombie's eye, the zombie actually used its mutilated arm to block Qiu Du's Tang Dao, and the other intact hand avoided the dagger stabbed by Li Zinan, and then slapped Qiu Du fiercely.

"Pounced" was slapped by the zombie, Qiu Du's face turned white, and then quickly retreated, Lin Xiuyang next to him saw this to fill Qiu Du's vacancy, and the army stabbed horizontally, fiercely stabbing into the cross-section of the zombie's broken arm.

This time, there was no accident in the stabbing in, and as soon as the military thorn in Lin Xiuyang's hand turned, the rotten flesh on the zombie's severed arm was separated from the bone and fell to the ground, revealing a pale bone.

Seeing that this trick was effective, the two people next to him also attacked the zombie's severed arm together, even if they couldn't directly kill the zombie, they could also reduce the combat effectiveness of the corpse and make them suffer less injuries.

The retreating Qiu Du's face turned a little pale, and he touched the side of his waist that he had just been knocked down, and the punch of the zombie just now made his internal organs tremble a few times, this is not serious, what is serious is that the clothes on his waist have been torn by the zombie's nails, leaving a few wounds on the skin that are not too long.

In his impression, except for Ye Fan, the people who were injured by zombies without exception either committed suicide or became zombies, could it be that he also wanted to become the kind of thing that people are not ghosts and ghosts? The answer is obvious, he doesn't want to become that kind of thing.

Reaching out and taking out a talisman that was redder than cinnabar, but the spell on it was written in black, Qiu Du crumpled the talisman in his hand, and then used his fingers to prop up the wound on his waist and stuffed the crumpled spell into it.

The spell was stuffed into the wound, Qiu Du's face was slightly relieved, but his heart did not fall, this spell only had the effect of delaying, it was given to him by the person who said the prophecy at the beginning, saying that this spell could extend his life, and once he used this spell, that person would also feel it, and rush to save him in time.

His series of movements were not seen by others, but Ye Fan, who had been looking at him with the scope of the sniper rifle, saw it clearly, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, and the hand holding the snipering gun also became harder.

"Mr. Zombie, look at it, Mr. Zombie look at it," just before everyone could react, Ye Fan suddenly shouted, and then pulled the trigger with his finger.

"Bang!"