Why do you spit out sweet things? Isn’t sneering the greatest respect for cold jokes?
"Zizi," the walkie-talkie on Mr. Li Cang's waist made a harsh noise, "We're starting!"
"Roger it!" Li Cang replied, then turned to look at Lao Wang, "Didn't you say that the intercom is adjusted well? The noise is louder than the sound of the voice."
"What kind of bicycle do you want?" Lao Wang felt that his technology was being questioned. "The interference is so strong, and your walkie-talkie is not of the same generation as theirs, so it would be nice if it works..."
Gunshots came from the roof intermittently. Lao Wang opened the window and looked at it for a while.
"Tsk, this arrow is quite powerful. It pierced the zombie's brain directly."
The sound of gunfire attracted more walking corpses, and the group of corpses in the distance suddenly quickened their pace.
Hundreds or thousands of walking corpses may seem like a lot, but they appear to be extremely sparse when distributed around a huge teaching building.
Miss Qiu's big head moved back and forth, looking at this pile and then that pile. She was already dizzy, and her deep eyes were filled with vivid hunger and covetousness.
Li Cang opened the window and said, "Go."
Miss Qiu, Big Corpse Brother, and Little Corpse Girl filed out of the window, as if they were rushing to a large buffet event, howling with excitement.
At this moment, a huge iron door smashed down ten meters away from them. The large iron door, which was welded by finger-thick steel bars and thick steel pipes, made a loud noise. There were more than a dozen walking corpses standing in a crowd below.
It was folded in half like a weed, with juices splashing everywhere.
"Holy shit!" Lao Wang was startled and shouted upstairs, "Where did you get that big iron door? Look carefully, Big Corpse Brother and the others have already gone out!"
"Zizi, I'm sorry, I got too excited," Li Mingming's voice came from the intercom, "Brother Wang, the roof of the building is full of trash, desks and chairs, old blackboards, decoration leftovers... This is really a city defense battle!
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"My fucking surname is Zhong!"
"Clam??"
After turning off the intercom, Lao Wang cursed: "I think the roof of the building is full of trash..."
"Don't make any noise," Li Cang said, "you've attracted all the walking corpses here."
The walking zombies' sense of smell is far superior to that of ordinary people. Except for those who followed them directly, the surrounding walking zombies were also following the smell and heading here. When the new walking zombies found out about the living people on the roof, they immediately went crazy!
If there were only one and two floors, that would be enough. The zombies could at least rely on their numbers to pile up Arhats. The problem was that everyone was on the roof of the fifth floor, and the zombies were anxiously circling around the teaching building, howling wildly.
Although they are "reborn", they are not those urinary rebirths in Dianniang's online articles. Their IQ, logic, rationality, and SAN value can all be exchanged for appetite by the dozen. It is impossible to know the doors and windows.
And the normal function of the stairs in the teaching building——
But they still found the bright glass door, well, this is thanks to Lao Wang.
Dozens of walking corpses roared and charged towards this side...
"You are a pig! Why are you barking so hard!"
Li Leisi rolled her eyes at Lao Wang angrily.
Lao Wang knew that his sin was serious, so he picked up the hammer and took over everything.
"Then I'll get them!"
Then he saw the big zombie brother leading the three little fans to run past in a gust of wind, and the small group of zombies exploded like bowling balls.
The limbs and bodies each have their own ideas, and they fly in completely different directions, but what is more consistent is that their heads are all missing.
"My god, this hand is so perfect that it's natural!"
Lao Wang could see clearly that those walking corpses were not knocked away at all, but their heads were bitten off by the big corpse brother and the little corpse girl like melon seeds, and their spines were thrown out casually, just like they were thrown away casually.
It’s as natural as picking up a handful of melon seed peels.
Li Cang supported his chin with both hands and stuck his head out of the window.
"Are they instinctively afraid of high-level alienated bloodlines and won't take the initiative to attack? Or is it that the current numbers don't give them enough courage to defeat them?"
The behavior of the walking zombies is very strange, almost letting the big zombie brother Miss Qiu and the heavily armored zombie sister wreak havoc among the zombies.
They will take precautions and resist, but once Brother Zombie leaves their "safe distance", the walking zombies will not chase him and fight him even if they are offended.
The scene was very strange for a time. The big corpse brother, Miss Qiu, and her small group were picking and choosing the lucky spectators who were pleasing to the eye, rushing left and right among the corpses, and everywhere they passed, chickens, dogs, and mourners were everywhere.
As long as they go beyond a certain distance, the "hatred" caused by them will disappear instantly.
As if nothing had happened, the zombies immediately returned to their previous state and continued to press against the wall, desperately doing impossible climbing movements.
"I have gained more knowledge, and I have gained more knowledge..." Li Cang whispered to himself.
The scoundrels who had been "hiding" for a long time finally began to develop their business rationally under his instructions. They secretly followed a small group of walking corpses and suddenly launched an attack from behind.
Black bone claws appeared from behind the corpse, scratching the neck and tearing off the vocal cords and esophagus. At the same time, the other claw penetrated deeply into the waist of the zombie, grabbing their vertebrae inside the body. The arm that stayed at the neck of the zombie then moved forward.
Then I strangled...
There were crisp bones exploding on the zombies one after another, and they collapsed on the ground without saying a word. Their spines had been torn into three pieces by the huge force.
The whole process takes no more than two seconds and is a complete mess.
This scene happened almost simultaneously to every zombie. In just half a minute, nearly a hundred zombies fell down, and the zombies walked away from them as if nothing had happened.
The zombies only saw their companions collapse and die inexplicably, but they had no idea why this happened or how it happened.
And in fact, it is difficult for them to produce complex emotions such as concern and curiosity...
so...
Just pretend that nothing happened and everything is calm.
"Very good, that's it," Li Cang said excitedly, "This is the assassin!"
Upstairs, Zang Wei and the others watched the "assassinations" happening at any time and everywhere, and their scalps went numb each and every one of them.
"I said..."
"What? What the hell?!"
"So it can still be like this..."
"Although I can't understand it, I still want to say a damn thing!"
"Same apocalypse, different gameplay."
"It's so foul..."
Li Mingming twisted his hair into a mess like a chicken coop, showing an expression of doubt about life: "I always feel something is wrong, but I can't figure out what is wrong. I am so mentally broken..."
A few drops of hot sweat dripped down Zang Wei's forehead.
Not to mention the collapse of the three world views, it can be described as opening the door to a new world:
"Is this how Servants of Destiny are used?"
"Is it wrong that I have always focused on cultivating everyone's fighting style?"
"We have lost so many companions and shed so much blood..."
"Mom...what the hell..."
Zang Wei felt very complicated at this moment, sad, ridiculous, dumbfounded!
