Rumble!

In room No. 3, the originally broken door was completely turned into pieces, and the out-of-control copper-skinned zombie rushed out of it and bumped into the Huangfurou people who had just gone out.

"Woo~roar!!" erupted from the mouth of the zombie, like the low roar of a beast. Scarlet eyes surveyed everyone, especially hovering over the major artery in their necks.

Huang Furou and the others also stopped, pulled out their weapons, and looked at the tall black cloaks vigilantly.

Call!!!

The black cloak was instantly straightened, and the hunt rattled.

Huangfu Rou's pupils opened slightly, and he won like lightning, and hit a copper-skinned zombie first. Then, the corner of his eye twitched, and he flew away.

The hands rushed forward, and he looked down at his hands. His hands were stained with dark red blood, it wasn't his blood, it was the blood of those strange cloaked men. But that's not the point, it's a sharp pain in the fingertips.

These guys, so hard!

Huang Furou's subordinates, who have swallowed elixirs made from his blood for a long time, have caused abnormal changes in their bodies, and have become demons, and they are also half of his puppets, once he gives an order, his hands will not be able to resist.

"You resist. Huang Furou gave the order, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

His knife is naturally able to kill one in an instant. However, he can only use one knife in a short period of time, but if he doesn't use the knife, killing two or three is already his limit. Against more than 20, he is by no means an opponent.

In the narrow passage, Huang Furou's men attacked the copper-skinned zombies twice as many as themselves, and they were faster, attacking the copper-skinned zombies in the front row first, and then, their eyes widened!!

It's so hard!

The weapon barely pierced into the body of these red-skinned zombies, and then, it was stuck.

The cold demonic aura erupted, and Huang Furou's subordinates shrank their pupils and moved slightly.

Pointed iron rods, raised, falling.

With a dull sound, two people fell to the ground covered in blood.

The copper-skinned zombies continued to move forward, carrying their blades, clutching the pointed iron rods in their hands, raising and falling!

The dull crashing sound sounded one after another.

Huang Furou rushed out of the passage, jumped down from the stairs with a handrail, and landed on the table.

The dish containing the peanuts was crushed by one foot. Peanuts splashed, rolled on the table, and then fell to the ground, bouncing......

This guy just jumped onto the Ghost Cry table.

Ghost Cry didn't care about the peanuts full of pain, but continued to look upstairs.

A white-faced boy staggered out of the passage, and behind him, a pointed iron rod chased after him and hit him in the back of the head.

Just a moment, the white-faced Xiaosheng fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

The eyes of everyone in the hall turned to Huangfu Rou, who fled for her life in a hurry, thinking that this sissy was so bold that she dared to provoke Huang Laoxi.

Huang Lao Evil is another name for the Zodiac Chief, because it is very evil both for people and methods, so it is called Huang Lao Evil.

However, immediately after, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Those zombies, who were originally docile, seem to have become extraordinarily irritable.

Could it be ......

Out of control!!

Bang!

A zombie smashed through the wooden handrail and smashed into the Devil Cry table, directly through the table in front of Ghost Cry.

The bell rang, and the zombie raised its pointed iron rod and aimed it at Devil Cried. Under the hat, the narrow eyes flashed cold, and the ghost cried and shouted: "Big mouth!"

Choke!

The knife edge hummed, and a wisp of white smoke came out.

The pointed iron rod that was raised did not fall after all, like a sculpture, frozen there. Dou Da's head fell on the smashed table, smashing with a clatter, splashing a few bits of dried blood.

The smell of meat is pervasive, and there are slight scorch marks at the fracture, which makes the bleeding less violent.

"What a fast knife!" someone exclaimed.

It's a little dark.

In the hall of the inn, the lights have not yet been lit.

Ghost Cry unhurriedly took out the fire fold from his arms, opened the lid, blew it on fire, held it in his mouth, and exhaled vigorously.

The sparks flew out, like fireflies, flying lightly. In the hall, there is a little more light.

Bang bang bang......

One by one, the zombies smashed straight down.

These zombies, very heavy.

The wooden floor, the terrible moaning, shattering, the legs of zombies, sinking into the ground.

In the faint firelight, this group of zombies was covered in blood and some minced flesh.

"Tsk, trouble. A man wiped his beard and picked up a ghost-headed broadsword.

The guests pulled out their blades one after another, and the shopkeeper also had a gloomy face, looking at the broken planks under the feet of those zombies, he couldn't help but throb with pain, gritted his teeth and said: "Yellow, old, evil !!"

Are these copper-skinned zombies strong?

It's strong, but that's because they have 24 of them, plus there's someone behind them.

If you take it out alone, for these strongmen who are fighting for their lives at sea, it is just a matter of resisting some beatings. As for the demonic spirit, those who were not demonic were in the minority.

The sturdy body can't stop the weapons of this group of sea strongmen.

Ghost Cry cried and crushed the fire breaker, flashed the falling pointed iron rod, and cut off both of his arms with a backhand.

The tiger's mouth shook slightly, very resistant to cutting, excitement flashed in the ghost's crying eyes, and in the next moment, a short man pounced, and the two daggers in his hands pierced the zombie's eyes, knocking him to the ground and shattering his brain at the same time.

Ghost Cry frowned slightly, looked elsewhere, snorted dissatisfiedly, stuck the knife on the ground, sat back on the bench, grabbed the surviving flask, and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

24 zombies, facing fifty or sixty strongmen at sea, ended in tragedy.

Some were suppressed by direct force, took away the pointed iron rods, broke their hands and feet, and finally twisted their heads.

Some died neatly, pierced through the heart by a sharp blade, and beheaded by a knife and axe.

Some of them died strangely, and before they could get close, they suddenly stopped, and then slammed to the ground, as if they were touching porcelain.

After a while, the hall returned to its former peace, but the broken tables and chairs made the shopkeeper feel distressed again.

"Thank you for your help, today's order, free of charge. The shopkeeper's face was distorted, and he pretended to be heroic. Then he gritted his teeth and kicked upstairs and walked quickly to the No. 3 room of Tianzi.

"Huang Lao Xie on the day of the dog, his own dog is not bolted well, look at Lao Tzu's ......"

At the door of room No. 3 of Tianzi, the shopkeeper's feet stopped.

The door is broken, it is completely broken, but he who has always been greedy for money can't take care of it. Inside, the ecliptic is lying on the ground with a large opening in the abdomen, through which the inside is clearly visible.

All the internal organs have disappeared, and in their place, one after another, white and chubby big bugs, similar to maggots.

"Hehe, hehehehe......" The shopkeeper's face trembled: "Huang Laoxi, what did you tnd provoke, trouble, big trouble!!"