While the other Nightgokers are certainly right if they don't think it's thin, it's at least a hope, isn't it?

Hope is still something to look forward to, what if it happens?

After all, no one wants to give up a reward of five hundred taels of silver!

Bing Bo looked around, thought for a while, and said, "That person gives me the feeling that he is here for something else. ”

"Think about it, if he really came here for that zombie, then why didn't he agree to Zheng Dalang's invitation and live in Zheng's mansion?"

"Compared to the edge of his village, there are not many families next to it, and there are not many people, obviously the Zheng family here, which is densely populated, and it is easier to be attacked by zombies, and it is easier to ambush and capture zombies, right?"

"So, I don't think he's interested in this zombie, or even in the bounty!"

The other three people all nodded thoughtfully, but when they heard Bing Bo say that the person was not interested in the bounty, the other three people all turned into "you are teasing me" expressions.

Obviously, they don't believe that there is anyone who is not interested in money.

"Ahem!" Bing Bo reminded: "That guy is not bound by our terms!" With his ability, isn't it easy to want money? ”

He almost said, that person wants money, he can go to rob the house and rob the house, block the road and rob it, how can he look at this mere five hundred taels of silver?

Being reminded by him like this, the other three showed expressions of sudden realization, and smiles appeared on their faces again.

As for what that person came to Zhengjia Village for, they didn't bother to care about it, as long as they didn't grab money from themselves!

Several people's moods improved this time, and they continued to stagger, talking about their heroic past.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, night fell, and it was dark.

The four nocturnal langs were still eating and drinking in the gazebo when they heard someone shouting not far away: "Help! The Drought is coming! Killed! The Drought has killed! Child! My baby! Come on! The dartfish snatched the child! ”

The nightwalkers, who were still eating and drinking, stood up almost at the same time.

At the same time, the guys who were all drunk just now, and their eyes were about to be opened, at this moment, all of them had eyes bigger than cows, and although they were still full of alcohol, they were very sober.

The four people who stood up at the same time looked at the others, and there was a trace of embarrassment on their faces, and at the same time they were scolding others in their hearts, they were really insidious, they actually pretended to be drunk!

They all wanted to get everyone else drunk so that they could monopolize the bounty of five hundred taels, but they didn't expect that everyone thought so.

Bing Bo looked at the others with an embarrassed face and said, "Since everyone is sober, let's shoot together!" As for the five hundred taels of reward, let's divide it equally! ”

The others looked at each other, and they all nodded helplessly, it's all like this, what else can be done?

"Then it's decided! Without further ado, let's do it! Don't let that zombie be a disaster for the world again! Bing Bo said, picked up the silver gun on the side, and rushed out of the pavilion directly.

Although he was hit by Chiyan, the other party had no murderous intent after all, and his own physical fitness was very good, and after recuperating for a while, he was almost better.

Walking out of the pavilion quickly, he did not walk in the direction of the Zheng family's house, but went directly to the fence at the edge of the garden, ran for a while, then jumped, and then kicked two feet on the wall, and climbed over the fence more than a foot high.

Not to be outdone, the others also climbed over the fence and ran in the direction from which the shouts came.

The four of them carried steel guns and ran over as fast as they could.

When they arrived at the place, the four of them looked at the scene in front of them, and their hearts sank.

In front of him was a brick house, the exterior wall made of stone bricks was unscathed, but the wooden door was broken, so that the four nocturnal langs outside could see the situation inside the house clearly.

There was no blood in the room, but there were several corpses, men and women, old and young, and even a little boy of three or four years old.

It's just that the little boy is not lying on the ground, but is being grabbed by a zombie.

That zombie was more than 1.9 meters tall, gray and black all over his body, and he was wearing a badly damaged battle armor and battle skirt, like a general who had just come down from the battlefield!

It grasped the little boy's breathless head with one hand, and at the same time, its head was buried in the little boy's neck, apparently enjoying the unusual taste of the child's blood.

What made the hearts of the four nightwalkers sink was not this miserable situation in the world, but the zombie!

Zombies, naturally, are zombies that are older than the year, the stronger they are, and the more difficult they are to deal with, and on the premise that the year is about the same, this kind of zombie wearing armor is the most difficult to deal with!

Because this kind of zombie is not only extremely hard, but the iron armor on its body has been imperceptibly integrated with the body over the years!

And, since these iron armors are dead things, these items on your body, which can cause damage to zombies, have no effect on the iron armor!

Only when you hit a location without iron armor coverage can you deal damage to zombies.

As a result, the difficulty of dealing with this kind of zombie is countless times greater than that of other zombies!

They nocturnal lang call this kind of zombie the ironclad corpse!

And the one in front of him is obviously an iron-armored corpse.

Before coming to Zhengjia Village, they had heard that there were already several nocturnal langs who had already folded here.

Originally, they also laughed at those people for not being able to do their best, and they didn't have a sense of their own level and ability.

Now it seems that it's not their dish, but the other party is too strong!

Bing Bo took a deep breath, tightened the steel gun in his hand, and said, "Everyone! Let's show the real skills! Otherwise, it's really possible to explain it here! ”

The others were silent, but from their expressions, it was not difficult to see that their thoughts were the same as Bing Bo.

The zombie in the house heard the movement outside the door, it turned its head, looked at the nocturnal people waiting outside the door, cracked its mouth, smiled, and revealed a bloody mouth, and the blood that had not been swallowed in its mouth flowed out!

Then, it threw the little boy's body in its hand towards the door, and at the same time, its body followed suit, stretching out ten fingers with dark and sharp nails, and threw itself towards the door.

Bing Bo originally wanted to use the steel gun in his hand to pick out the corpse thrown by the zombie, but in the end, he still couldn't make up his mind to desecrate the corpse of a child.

He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the child's corpse while his body turned around twice to remove the zombie's attachment to the corpse, and then placed the boy's body on the ground.

At this time, the zombies who pounced out of the house had already fought with the others.

A nocturnal man held a steel gun in both hands and stabbed the zombie in the chest, only to hear the sound of a "bell" and the sound of gold and iron resonating, only to see that the tip of the gun and the iron armor on the zombie's chest touched a few sparks.

The zombie didn't move, and the place where it was poked by the gun was unscathed.

And the night walker was shocked by the force of the shock and retreated, his hands were numb for a while, and he almost couldn't hold the steel gun in his hand, and even fell in the process of retreating, and the whole person fell backwards.

"Roar!" When the zombie saw the guy who attacked him fall to the ground, how could he let go of this opportunity, and directly opened his bloody mouth, roared, and pounced on the nocturnal who fell to the ground.

But as soon as it walked forward, it felt that its body was bound, and when it looked down, it saw that a red rope with copper coins was wrapped around its waist.

When Bing Bo took the child's corpse and the nocturnal man stabbed the zombie, one of the other two took out a red rope with copper coins from his arms.

Copper coins are the most widely circulated currency, and the faster they circulate and the longer they circulate, the more people they will come into contact with.

The more people you come into contact with, the more yang energy you will be contaminated.

And yang energy is the biggest weapon to deal with these ghosts and zombies!

There are even many Taoist priests who use copper coins that are old and strung into copper coin swords to kill demons!

It's the same with red strings.

Red represents fire, and although fire is not as good as yang, it can also cause a lot of damage to zombies.

This red rope strung with copper coins is one of the props that the Nightwalkers use to deal with zombies!