Throughout the whole process, Li Mingming, the handsome young man in the team, opened his mouth wide enough to fit a fist in, which made Zang Wei want to remind him.
Li Mingming came over mysteriously:
"Sister, do you think he is a descendant of Maoshan? He can drive corpses, draw talisman, and snap a thunder from the sky."
"Shut your mouth, read more and talk less, don't embarrass me," Zang Wei rolled his eyes angrily, "Also, isn't it the same as driving corpses in Xiangxi? Why does it involve Maoshan again?"
"Sister, you don't know this, so let me tell you..."
"I'm not telling you to shut your mouth!"
"oh..."
There were about twenty people in total, interspersed among more than a hundred dogs. If it weren't for their height, they could really be ignored at any time...
Yes, there are only more than a hundred.
Yesterday, in order to prepare for the marriage of the big corpse brother and the drama of Lao Wang, the loser took the blame for the whole process and suffered heavy losses. Li Cang himself recovered more than half after one night and decided not to add any new members for the time being...
Therefore, these losers are still the same batch left over from yesterday. After being used this time, almost all of them have to be remade.
It’s not a big deal to travel on this island. Of course it’s best if you can take it back to stir-fry.
The little old man Niu Lanxi is considered an employee. He paid a share of the money. As for Zang Wei...
It’s no use just looking beautiful, you also have to work beautifully... Bah... Li Cang means that you also have to live beautifully!
Cooperation must always look like cooperation.
Zang Wei took a few steps to catch up with Li Cang and subconsciously glanced at the weird big wand in his hand.
"I always feel like your big stick will jump up and bite someone at any time. It looks like a jade-carved king cobra."
Lao Wang stared: What kind of talk of tiger and wolf is this?
Zang Wei said,
"Logically, we should discuss tactics. Well, I think you mean to go directly into the central area?"
Li Cang pointed to a short building among the ruins of the city.
"where to."
The short building is obviously a teaching building of a certain school. It has only 5 floors. It lies on the ground in an L shape, with a spacious and unobstructed surrounding.
"Ordinary walking zombies cannot distinguish my black-skinned imps, and will regard them as the same kind. Of course, the premise is that the bastards do not take the initiative to kill them," Li Cangping said straightforwardly: "The smell of humans will attract the walking zombies, making them roughly
After determining our direction, we go to the roof of the building and attack remotely from a high position. The losers can blend into the corpse group to fish in troubled waters, or block key locations to separate us from the zombie group."
Zang Wei's eyes were shining, and he agreed simply and neatly,
"good!"
It sounds unreasonable to go deep behind enemy lines and put yourself in danger, but Zang Wei has dealt with too many zombies, and after a moment's thought, he can tell that this is not like a plan:
Simple and crude, but absolutely effective!
Not only is it effective, it’s also efficient!
Zang Wei communicated with his people in a low voice and handed over the tasks.
"Let's go directly to the teaching building. Li Cang's servants of fate will block the main entrance of the teaching building, such as the stairs at all levels. We only need to attack on the top of the building to quickly kill the walking zombies..."
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but you must not be careless. Also, be careful not to cause any wounds, otherwise with the zombies' sense of smell, they will come very quickly and swarm over."
"His servants of destiny are much more powerful than ordinary zombies, but there are only more than a hundred of them. Do you understand what I mean?"
After entering the ruins of the city, Li Mingming took off a homemade crossbow from his back and looked around cautiously.
"Understood, we rely on our smell to slowly attract the walking zombies to be slaughtered nearby. It's cool to think about it, but sister, the bloody smell of the walking zombies itself will also attract the same kind, right?"
"Yes," Zang Wei said, "After all, there is no comparison with the effect of the smell of fresh human blood - let me confirm again, girls, don't you have any relatives with you?"
A group of men winked:
"Tsk..."
"hey-hey!"
Four or five women of about the same age, all very tough, cursed at the men: "Look at your mother, do you want to check it out?"
"Cough cough cough..."
"Damn it...can't you leave some thoughts for us young, strong and energetic young men..."
"To be honest, as soon as this bitch opens her mouth, all my fantasies about women are completely shut down!"
"Stop spreading anger, same-sex love is true!"
"roll!"
Lao Wang rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers at Li Mingming: "Brother, lend me a hand~"
Li Mingming's eyes were shining, he was smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows, and he responded with the same tone of voice,
"Brother, please spare me a little bit~"
Lao Wang took out a package of silver hairpins.
"Who else?"
"Thanks, but I've quit."
"I've quit..."
"Brother, you are still a bully. Will the end of the world not stop you from smoking?"
"The boss is indeed a boss."
"A pack of this stuff can be exchanged for half a bag of rice in a large settlement. It's so luxurious."
em.
If you think about it from another angle, this doomsday is actually the most effective group smoking cessation campaign in history.
Zang Wei took it, closed his eyes, and skillfully blew out a stream of smoke, looking very decadent.
Lao Wang twisted the root and held it in his mouth, chatting with Li Mingming,
"Brother, did you make the crossbow yourself?"
"Ang," Li Mingming showed off with a hint of pride, "my dad's craftsmanship is much better than mine. Three generations of our family have been carving bows. The one who can pull the bow like a full moon!"
Lao Wang looked at his bow,
"Is the carved bow really a kind of bow?"
"That's right. In fact, the kind of antique ceremony bows my dad makes are exquisite ones. Their value depends entirely on patterns and carvings. They are sold to some unjust people as decorations. Practicality is not mentioned, cough cough cough..."
Li Mingming coughed: "I haven't smoked this thing for two months, and I'm really not used to it."
"The craftsmanship is still the same, with a slight change in materials and so on. It's not a big problem to fire a bow two or three thousand times. Look, this is my new one, 60 pounds. The arrows are made of hollow aluminum. Keep it.
It can walk about 150 meters with accuracy.”
"In the Tang Dynasty, it was only half a stone. My arm strength is not good. No matter how heavy it is, it will definitely affect actual combat..."
Li Mingming is actually a talkative person who can't hold back his words once he opens his mouth.
"Brother, if you like, I actually have one hidden there, but it's only two stones away, um..."
Lao Wang had no intention of hiding his little thoughts.
"It's only two stones, which is just over a hundred kilograms. I'm very strong. Is there anything more important?"
Zang Wei couldn't help laughing.
Li Mingming had no choice but to explain,
"Brother, shooting a bow is not the same as your strength as you think. Let me put it this way, you can carry a three hundred kilograms and walk like flying, but you are not trained to draw a bow of half a kilogram. Besides, the bow requires
This is of practical significance. You can’t just shoot one or two arrows and then turn off the engine. The bigger the poundage, the better.”
Lao Wang doesn’t feel embarrassed either,
"Anyway, I bought the bow. Do you want supplies or coins?"
When Li Mingming saw Zang Wei making eyes over there, he immediately swallowed his words.
"Brother, that's what you said. I'm just using the bow to show off. You can take it later, and it doesn't matter whether you want to buy it or not."
"Brothers settle accounts," Lao Wang said. "I see that you are well equipped. Do you have a powerful revolver or pistol, such as an M500 or a Sand Eagle?"
The group of people were all speechless.
Li Mingming rubbed his eyebrows,
"Brother, we still want to keep our wrists to draw the bow. Even if you give us that thing, not many people are really willing to use it. It will hurt your hands."
