A large group of blood-red bats flew directly back to the roof of the building just now, and flew back to the beautiful coffin. A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Mary's mouth lying in the coffin.

"What a fool, this coffin isn't cute at all. And he likes to speak foul language, and no zombie is polite. But...... It's much cuter than zombies. It's a fool to protect me, to protect me, a three-generation vampire. ”

Marie had gone out to fool around, but Côte d'Ivoire had fought hard at the staircase on the sixth floor, until her hands felt numb, as if she could no longer lift anything. I was so short of breath that my lungs were cramping, and my heart was beating like an explosion.

Côte d'Ivoire could not take it any longer, so he cut a steel pipe from the edge of a staircase, picked up the steel pipe and 'Konstantin' and ran upstairs. The staircase is already full of zombie corpses, which allows the zombies below to move a little slower. But it won't be long. I immediately ran back to the rooftop on the 7th floor, closed the door, and immediately put the steel pipe in my hand as a latch in front of the door. Immediately afterwards, he climbed the iron staircase and returned to the small room.

"Huh~huh~~huh~~~~. I'm tired to death, and I don't know how many I've killed, but the number still seems to have not decreased at all, and if I go on like this, sooner or later, it's a dead end, Mary, if you can wake up, you can let me do anything. It doesn't matter if you want to bite me, I still have more blood anyway, but I only have one life. ”

Côte d'Ivoire grumbled as he pulled out a bottle of water, opened the lid and took a sip of it. Then he took out a can of beef and opened it with a slight stroke on the blade of 'Konstantin'. Because 'Konstantin' is so sharp, even so sharp that anything can be easily cut.

Take a spoon out of your bag and get the contents out at once. There's really no way, I'm really hungry. These days are tired and cold, like a poor child. There wasn't even a single person to speak, and now he was cornered by zombies. The only thing that can be done is to wait, to wait for Mary to wake up.

Côte d'Ivoire was actually scared, what would it do if Mary never woke up like this? Is she just here waiting to die? There is already an awakened zombie running away, and if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to catch up. Now there is only a prayer that it is just a little change, and if he really develops a high intelligence, there is really no hope for humanity. Even so, the planet is still huge, and it won't be easy for it to find three human reserves. This must be shared with those who are not yet aware of the three protected areas. Sabat is the closest to here, and although there is a strait in between, there is no guarantee that the zombies will not be able to run through. So now it's better to think about how to keep yourself alive.

Côte d'Ivoire was also tired, and left the room with 'Konstantin', the gray door kept being banged, and you could clearly see those zombies trying to get their hands in little by little. They are really a bunch of guys who are not afraid of death, it should be said that they don't know what pain or death is, maybe they are the real 'brave', a kind of brave people who don't know what death is.

Standing at the top, Côte d'Ivoire looked down at the building, and the endless zombies made people feel chills, and there was only one thing that could be done now. Although zombies don't climb such iron stairs at all, Côte d'Ivoire still cut them off with 'Constantine' just in case. Then he turned back to his small room and began to sleep on the shabby little bed. So tired that I fell asleep just after lying down.

After falling asleep in Côte d'Ivoire, Mary's lovely little coffin slowly opened its lid. Mary was inside with her eyes closed and smiling, her body as if she was being pulled by something, her feet did not move, and her body rose down little by little.

'When~~'

"Alas~~ Who puts a lamp here? Mary rubbed her forehead and looked at the sleeping Côte d'Ivoire next to her, feeling really funny. So he covered his cute little coffin and sat on the small coffin to admire the appearance of sleeping in Côte d'Ivoire.

Suddenly, Mary stretched out a finger, and a faint red light flashed on it. Pressing his finger on the center of Côte d'Ivoire's eyebrows, Côte d'Ivoire fell asleep more soundly.

"Little virgin, I'm going to make you bad in your dreams once today. It's fake, but it's ...... You'll be happy. Just don't go crazy when you wake up, because I'm also a virgin, and if you want to do something, you have to be emotional. I don't like rude guys. ”

With a wicked smile, Mary walked out of the small room, her body slowly falling to the edge of the building like a feather. Look at the countless zombies here.

"It's so spectacular, if this were an army, I'm afraid even God wouldn't dare to rebel against me. Despicable Protoss, wait for the vampire judgment. They are the most fearless armies of all, and even the gods cannot match them. Mary pointed a finger to the sky in the distance and said very gently, "Cruel God, my Bloody Mary is back, and you are waiting to be destroyed." Thou thou thou who has broken my covenant, and who has afflicted me with great suffering. ”

Suddenly, the whole sky was overcast, and the clouds were thick with lightning in the clear sky. A bolt of blue lightning immediately came from the sky and struck directly on Mary's fingertips.

Mary smiled coldly: "Don't think that this level of attack can defeat me Bloody Mary, it doesn't hurt me at all." Wait for me, the people of the Protoss, I will definitely find a way, and I will definitely take revenge on you. ”

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At the same time, the zombie in the suit also ate the bones with his whole hand, and picked up the napkin next to him with satisfaction and wiped his mouth elegantly. Although I almost wiped my teeth when I wiped my mouth. After eating, he stood up and pulled the suit on his body, and suddenly felt that this was not enough.

The zombie in the suit walked to the building just now, and it was still the men's clothing department on the 3rd floor. Found a very nice trench coat and hat. Put on a windbreaker and a hat, tighten your windbreaker with your hands, and straighten your hat again.

'Roar~~~' The zombie in the suit let out a loud roar, and the sound was so loud that the whole city could hear it. At least every zombie heard it, and all the zombies stopped their attack and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came. It seems that this sound has some special meaning.

The zombie in the suit turned and walked out of the building, through the streets, through the city, and directly to the south. Even though the zombie in the suit didn't know which side was the south, he knew where he was going with his instincts. As he walked, the zombies in suits kept howling, and the other zombies were very obedient and immediately followed the howls in its direction.

On an empty road, the leading zombie wore a suit, tie, leather shoes, a beautiful hairstyle, a handsome windbreaker, and a tortured hat, and walked all the way forward. Every step is like a very good gentleman, raising his head, chest up, hip lifting, hands swinging powerfully, walking like flying, and the zombies behind him often can't keep up with his rhythm. However, the zombies behind them are also gradually speeding up, although it is very slow, but they also feel that their speed is becoming faster.

The zombie in the suit didn't understand why he was going in this direction, and he didn't understand who the woman was or who the man was. But that woman is his best dream, and that man is his worst nightmare. He held a blood-red scythe and stared into his eyes.

There was not killing in the eyes, but extinction. He wants to die by himself, he wants to die completely, not with the eyes of a prey, but with an old enemy. I could feel that the man could rush over at any time, really at any time. If it weren't for the fact that he was running fast, and that there were so many other 'companions' who were making his way, he would really be dead. That look...... The scythe...... That fear...... Constantly hovering in the head of a zombie in a suit, no matter what, it can't get rid of it. It's a nightmare, a nightmare that you can see clearly even without sleeping.

The other woman was really beautiful, and she even allowed herself to bite her hand, but her hand was so hard that she couldn't bite at all. But he finally tasted her blood. It's so sweet, so comfortable, I hope I can taste it again. But the woman's eyes were completely different from the man just now, she seemed to be despising everything, despising everything in this world. Didn't take anyone, anything, anything into account. Even so, trying to get her, biting her throat, ripping her boobs, biting off her lip, that must be very sweet.

The zombie in the suit strode arrogantly in front of him, and suddenly pulled his hand, tearing off the arm of a female zombie next to him, and then bit that arm and walked south. The wandering zombies and sleeping zombies in the back have all become part of this walking corpse army, and along the way, zombies keep joining this walking corpse army, and the momentum is getting bigger and bigger.

In fact, the zombie in the suit still couldn't understand what was going on, but he knew very well that he was different, different from other 'companions', really different. No matter how you look at it, no matter how you think about it, there is a huge difference. Although he is limited in what he can think about now, the zombie in the suit seems to have begun to have intelligence, and he has been thinking about the road ahead of him as he keeps walking. The big question is, what's the point of going on like this?

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