The little fat man trembled like chaff, and his eyes were fixed on the door.

"Trouble!"

Zhou Feng scolded secretly, and then ordered the Black Wind Xuanshi to take Fang Ruoqing to the bedroom, and then walked towards the door with the mastiff.

"By the way, you come along!"

When he walked to the door, Zhou Feng suddenly stopped his figure and said to the little fat man behind him.

"Huh? I? ”

"No, no, no, hero, I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't have combat effectiveness at all."

When the little fat man heard Zhou Feng say this, he panicked instantly.

Let him go out to fight with zombies, isn't that a lamp in a pit to find?

He even wondered if Zhou Feng was looking for an excuse to kill himself.

"It's okay, come on!"

Zhou Feng didn't care what he thought, he was determined to ask the little fat man to follow.

"Woo ......"

The mastiff didn't care so much, he barked at the little fat man, looking at the posture, if he didn't go out, the mastiff would probably pounce directly on him and bite him to death.

"I, I'll go...... I'm going to ......."

When the two of them and one dog came to the door and looked at the dense zombies crawling on the stairs, their scalps were numb.

"Why are there so many ......?"

Zhou Feng didn't expect that in just a few days, the number of zombies had risen like a rocket.

Even in previous lives, the number of zombies did not grow so quickly.

"Mastiff, guard the gate."

"Fatty, follow me!"

Although he sighed in his heart, Zhou Feng didn't think too much.

Instead, he gave an order to the mastiff, pulled the little fat man and ran downstairs.

"Great, hero, spare your life! I don't want to die yet......"

The little fat man's legs and stomach were trembling.

Sure enough, Zhou Feng still wanted to kill him.

As soon as he went out, he was going to run with him to the zombie group.

Can't you keep the door well?

Why do you have to die?

But he didn't have a choice.

After all, Zhou Feng's strength made him unable to rise to the slightest idea of resistance.

And there is a mastiff behind him, who is now bigger than a cow, and can blow himself down when he sneezes.

Desperate with it?

No kidding.

"Don't worry, if I don't kill you, I will never be untrustworthy."

Zhou Feng didn't explain too much, anyway, the little fat man wouldn't believe it, and he would understand after surviving for a while.

"Whoa......

Just when a zombie appeared in front of Zhou Feng and was about to attack him, an undead zombie suddenly appeared next to him and directly stopped the zombie.

Subsequently, more than a dozen undead zombies that had been waiting outside the door rushed into the staircase zombie group and began to intercept them.

"This ......"

The little fat man was dumbfounded.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Zhou Feng wasn't lying.

He can really manipulate zombies.

And you can control so many at once.

If Zhou Feng didn't have an upper limit, wouldn't that mean that Zhou Feng could create a zombie army alone?

That's terrible, isn't it?

If he was given enough time, wouldn't he be able to unify the world?

Seeming to feel the shock of the little fat man behind him, Zhou Feng explained: "There is an upper limit to the control of zombies, mainly related to my ability. ”

"So our main goal this time is to hunt down those mutated and abnormal beasts with abnormal energy cores, so that my divine pattern can be deeply awakened."

"And you, you need to be in charge of my treatment when I'm injured, can you do it well?"

After speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and added: "If you dare to betray me while healing, I don't mind throwing your legs into the zombie group, I just sent a green tea in today, and it should taste good to be eaten by zombies little by little." ”

Listening to Zhou Feng's slightly joking words, the little fat man was covered in cold.

This guy is such a madman.

"No, no, no, hero, I will definitely play the role of a wet nurse and serve the hero."

"I just hope that the hero will spare my life, and when I come back, I will definitely detoxify the corpse poison in your girlfriend's body."

In the face of life and death, the little fat man chose to believe in Zhou Feng.

But he wasn't stupid, he knew that the girl who had been poisoned by the corpse was very important to Zhou Feng, so he deliberately mentioned the matter of detoxifying the corpse to prove his worth.

"Well, since I took you out, I will definitely bring you back."

"Our lives are tied together along the way, what should we do, don't I need to emphasize it?"

The little fat man nodded like pounding garlic: "I will be a strong backing for the hero." ”

"Hmm!"

"Going!"

Zhou Feng nodded, reminded the little fat man behind him, and rushed into the zombie group in a flash.

"Puff ......"

"Bang ......"

One by one, the zombies fell in Zhou Feng's hands, and then turned into his undead guards.

Although the little fat man has been following Zhou Feng, there are always one or two zombies who will take advantage of the gap to shoot at him.

At first, he kept dodging.

Until a zombie didn't catch it, and grabbed the bottom of the little fat man, this guy actually broke out.

"your grandma, you want the fat man to cut off his children and grandchildren, go to death!"

The little fat man roared angrily, picked up the stainless steel guardrail stick that fell on the side, and stabbed it into the zombie's eyeball.

"Puff ......"

Blood sprayed him in the face like tomato juice.

However, the little fat man was not as frightened as before, but his face was full of hideousness, and he stabbed the fallen zombie hard, and directly pierced the stick through the zombie's eyes, and his brain was dry.

"Death to the fat man!"

Then, Zhou Feng saw an obese figure rushing into the zombie group on the stairs.

A man with a stick stabbed a zombie in the eye.

And the strength is great, and every blow can pierce the zombie's head.

"Sure enough, fat people are all potential stocks!"

Zhou Feng sighed, and no longer hesitated, continued to harvest zombies, and manipulated the dead zombies to become his own undead guards.

Ever since he swallowed the Mastiff's Ability Core, he didn't know where his limit was, so he just took the opportunity to test it this time.

Two figures, one fat and one thin, shuttled through the stairs, and it didn't take long to clean up the zombies in the stairs.

"Huhuhu...... Exhausted...... I'm tired of the fat man! ”

Walking out of the unit door, Zhou Feng wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at the little fat man next to him who was also sweating like rain, and praised him: "It's okay, fat man, it's a gentleman." ”

The little fat man was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't talk with his brain, and when he heard Zhou Feng praise him, he responded arrogantly on the spot: "That's not it, when did the fat man lose someone..."

As he spoke, he seemed to sense that something was wrong.

turned around and saw that Zhou Feng was staring at him with a smile on his face, and he was instantly stunned.

The sweat on his body shrank back: "What's that, hero, fat man... Oh no, I'm bragging, thanks to the hero's great powers, otherwise I would have died a long time ago. ”

Zhou Feng didn't care about his attitude, he glanced at the zombies and ability beasts that were gradually condensing in the distance, looked at the little fat man and asked, "Can your ability restore the ability in my body?" ”