Song Ziyu slapped Zhuge Jing's face: "What kind of bastard are you, don't you resist if you can't resist?"

Zhuge Jing was beaten to the point that he lost his temper, so he could only cover his mouth hesitantly.

Chi Luzhu said, "I'm not tying Zhuge Jing to speak...... It's not that we haven't tried to resist, and there were dozens of cities of humans at the most intense time...... But in front of the super zombies, we are still too weak...... The failure of the resistance has a price, the city that took the lead was directly slaughtered by the zombies and erased from the map, and the other families and individuals involved in *** were all canned by the zombies and became their blood food."

Song Ziyu's fists crackled.

But in the end, Song Ziyu still let go of his hand.

Song Ziyu didn't know that this Miluo city-state already had its own system.

This is a symbiotic relationship between zombies and humans.

To some extent, the zombie class has become a privileged class, they are above humans, enslaving humans while receiving their offerings.

They keep humans in captivity like pigs, and Chi Luzhu and Zhuge Jing are at best just shepherd dogs.

Thinking about this relationship, Song Ziyu only felt that the human beings in the Miluo city-state seemed to be in the eternal night.

……

Song Ziyu escorted Zhuge Jing through the bloody, maggot-infested slaughterhouse, and walked towards the airstrip to the east of the city.

Suddenly!

Song Ziyu stood stiffly in place and couldn't walk.

This scene made everyone slightly stunned.

Song Ziyu let go of Zhuge Jing and walked straight to a place in the slaughterhouse.

There are a large number of corpses of slaves who had their throats cut and bled together.

The slaves were stripped like pigs with their hair, and the white flowers were piled up on top of each other.

According to the slaughter process, after the corpses are cleaned and divided, the next step is to send them to the processing plant to make them into blood food that zombies love.

Song Ziyu rushed into the pile of corpses like crazy and rummaged through.

Looking at Song Ziyu's crazy appearance, everyone was stunned.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

"Don't spoil the fresh ingredients!"

Two slaughterhouse supervisors who didn't know the truth came over scolding, and they were about to do something to Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu slapped out without replying, and slapped one of the overseers on the spot.

This guy is also unlucky, and the power of a slap directly broke the overseer's neck.

The overseer lay motionless on the ground, wet under his crotch, already suffering from feces and urine incontinence.

"Ahh

The other overseer had never seen such a battle, and he was so frightened that he ran away on the spot.

Song Ziyu rummaged among the corpses without looking back, and soon, a thin corpse was dug out by Song Ziyu.

"Little Tachibana ......"

Looking at the corpse, Song Ziyu showed a look of pain on his face.

This corpse is none other than Xiao Tang, a little girl who saved her life.

When I left Zhuxu, I also left her a lot of supplies, but I didn't expect goodbye to be on such an occasion!

At this time, Song Ziyu's heart was furious, wanting to do something, but he didn't know what to do.

"Ahh Song Ziyu roared, but he could only be impotent and furious.

Grabbing Zhuge Jing, Song Ziyu angrily reprimanded, "This is what you have done! She's still a child, she's still a child! You're going to kill her?"

Saying that, Song Ziyu was ready to send Zhuge Jing to die.

But Chi Luzhu persuaded Song Ziyu: "You can't change anything if you kill him...... We're going to need him to get the plane."

Hearing Chi Luzhu's words, Song Ziyu finally calmed down.

That's right!

It didn't help to kill this guy yourself.

If you want to change all this, you need to fundamentally lift it

Flip the table.

Suddenly, a great idea burned in Song Ziyu's heart.

……

Escorting Zhuge Jing through the slaughterhouse and the blood food processing factory, the group arrived at the airstrip located in the east of the Hanging Corpse City.

It's a small, two-wing propeller plane, and the mottled metal texture means it's not too young.

Song Ziyu looked at this classic plane and thought that he had traveled back to World War II.

"Does this thing work?"

Song Ziyu stroked the plane and found that the plane was full of bullet holes.

Chi Luzhu checked the performance of the plane, and then nodded, "It works!"

"Then get ready to go!" Song Ziyu urged Chi Luzhu.

The Hanging Corpse City is really too depressing, and I don't have the idea of staying in this city for one more minute.

However, at this moment, a small group of strangely shaped zombies appeared at the airport, and a giant zombie three or four meters tall stopped in front of the plane, blocking the runway of the plane.

"It's not good, it's a high-level zombie stationed in the Hanging Corpse City...... These zombies are all under the orders of the Poison Corpse King!" Seeing this, Chi Luzhu's face was a little panicked.

Song Ziyu understood.

In the previous conversation with Chi Luzhu, Song Ziyu knew that the Poisonous Corpse King was the backer behind the scenes of the eldest prince, and he could also be regarded as a controller.

In other words, it was impossible for these zombies to give Chi Luzhu any good looks.

Sure enough!

I saw that the first zombie was wearing a black robe, and when he took off his hood, he revealed a shriveled and rotten face, and his mouth was full of fangs under his grin, which would make people lose sleep at night at a glance.

"Do you want to leave when you come? Have you asked me?"

The zombies spit out people's words, and they said it so authentically.

"Corpse puppet, make it easy."

In the face of this high-level zombie, Chi Luzhu put his identity very low, and his speech was a little low.

"Little girl, you shouldn't have come to the Hanging Corpse City." The zombie grinned, "You know that the Lord really wants to taste you, but he didn't catch you, now you can give it a chance."

Song Ziyu was completely misty by the zombie's words, but Chi Luzhu's face was extremely pale.

Chi Luzhu looked at Song Ziyu and said, "It's a little troublesome now."

"What's the trouble?" Song Ziyu asked.

Chi Luzhu said, "If you want to leave, you must hack this guy to death, otherwise we won't be able to leave."

"It's not a problem."

Song Ziyu was already holding back the fire in his heart, and when he heard Chi Luzhu's words, he directly drew his knife and slashed at the ugly zombie in front of him.

"How dare you attack me?"

The zombie summoned as a corpse puppet had sharp ears pricked up, and his entire face was directly cracked.

Obviously, this zombie was full of contempt for Song Ziyu.

He didn't think that Song Ziyu would be able to sanction himself again!

That's why it's so big.

But when the blade fell, this high-level zombie regretted it!

For it saw that the sword that dragged the glow was smashing down on its head.

"No ......"

The zombies let out a scream.

Song Ziyu fell with a knife, and he actually split this fourth-order mutant zombie directly alive.