A middle-aged man holding a kitchen knife in his right hand and a bag of food in his left hand.

A survivor who came out to forage!

"Dangerous ......".

Chu Mo almost shouted out to remind him, but a pair of hands covered his mouth at that moment.

It's a little day!

Xiao Tian looked at him and shook his head.

Of course, Chu Mo understood what he meant.

Xiao Tian wanted to tell him that since he couldn't deal with that zombie, he couldn't make senseless sacrifices.

This time, this young man who had not yet stepped out of the shadow of his sister's death was so calm that Chu Mo did not expect.

Chu Mo hurriedly lay behind the billboard again.

Indeed, it was not time to make a move, and he couldn't save the middle-aged man.

The zombie's sudden attack surprised the middle-aged man, and he didn't even have time to run away, so he was forced into a corner of a ruin by the zombie.

The middle-aged man clenched the kitchen knife that was still dripping blood with both hands, and his body trembled slightly.

His eyes were full of fear staring at the zombie that was getting closer and closer to him, and his eyes were desperate.

"Poof......" accompanied by a miserable scream from the middle-aged man, the zombie's sharp ten fingers slammed into his body like daggers, stabbing out two huge blood holes.

The shattered liver and the intestines that pierced out were grabbed out by the claws and lifted into space.

A strong smell of blood spread in the air, and Chu Mo's heart was spasming.

[Ding, please pay attention to the host, the opportunity is here, hurry up.] 】。

The doomsday body evolution system prompted that it should be inopportune.

That's the opportunity?

But the middle-aged man didn't do any substantial damage to the zombie......

This thought was just a flash, Chu Mo didn't think about it, he jumped up with the military thorn and rushed towards the zombie standing in the corner of the ruins.

Just as Chu Mo was about to approach the zombie, an accident appeared.

The middle-aged man who had been disemboweled by the zombie miraculously raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and with the last bit of strength left before he died, he slashed the kitchen knife at the zombie's head.

The thick black blood flying sword, and an extremely violent howl burst out from the throat of the zombie.

Here's the chance!

The system is right, this zombie is the weakest and worst at this time.

Chu Mo did not hesitate, he jumped up in the air, and the military thorn in his hand slashed a beautiful arc in the air.

"Poof......".

Chu Mo used the power of his body to fall, and stabbed the military thorn into the zombie's head, and it went straight to the handle.

Then he pulled out his thorn, paused in the air for two seconds, moved sideways out of thin air, and landed firmly on the ground.

The tentacles of this second-order zombie's body kept waving, and after more than ten seconds, it finally collapsed next to the middle-aged man's corpse.

The middle-aged man's fatal blow to the zombie before he died created an opportunity for Chu Mo to slaughter it.

But at this moment, he fell to the place where the zombie fell, and he was completely dead.

The muscles of his abdomen were torn open by the zombie's claws from the bottom up, a terrible rift.

Broken organs, bone fragments, and minced flesh flowed uncontrollably under the wash of body fluids and blood.

He was left with a cold, mangled corpse that could barely make out his face.

Chu Mo looked at the corpse of the middle-aged man, wiped the clothes on his body with the military thorn in his hand, and then walked quickly towards the billboard where Xiao Tian was hiding.

Chu Mo was not born cold-blooded, but he was not cold-blooded in this last world.