Chapter 179: You can only be handsome for three seconds
"This thin thing is the sickle hand mentioned on the forum? I had a hunch when I saw this post..." Lao Wang's eyebrows almost turned into big knots, "It's a sickle hand.
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"I broke it into pieces, and it's not very strong. The direction of this thing's alienation seems a bit outrageous," Li Cang looked at Zang Wei, "How is she?"
Zang Wei's hands were wrapped like a big bloody gourd, wrapped in a huge pile of clothes.
Li Leisi said,
"The bones were badly broken. It would cost nearly 40 coins to completely repair them, but Sister Zang refused."
Zang Wei forced a smile,
"When it's safe to go back and pick up the bones, the number of coins can be doubled at least twice. It's not cost-effective to treat him now."
Lao Wang grabbed the intercom and contacted downstairs: "Have you met up with the corpse girl?"
"We have merged," a voice came from the intercom, "We are safe, how are you up there?"
"Zang Wei was slightly injured, we'll go down soon."
"good..."
At this time, a large piece of the dark green security door suddenly protruded, bang~
The scream of the sickleman was interrupted, and the big corpse brother pushed the door open and threw the security door in the corridor.
One of it and Ms. Qiu were holding two legs, and the other was holding the upper body in its mouth. They looked at each other coldly, and their noses were not noses, and eyes were not eyes.
Li Cang burst into tears on the spot: "You call this catching someone alive?"
Miss Qiu vomited the upper body of the sickle-hand on the ground, growled a few times at Big Corpse Brother, then turned to babbling at Li Cang, with a very aggrieved expression.
After telling the truth to his face, it stretched out its paw and poked the sickle hand...
Only the small half of the corpse suddenly opened its mouth and howled miserably.
A big furry paw pressed against the face of the sickle hand, and the howling stopped suddenly, and he was slapped back abruptly.
Miss Qiu lowered her eyebrows and looked up at Li Cang, as if to say: "Look, he's obviously still alive."
Li Cang: "..."
How dare you mess with shit when it comes!
It is indeed still alive, but this thing is divided into three parts that are alive separately——
What about the middle part?
Did you run away from home?!
Li Cang felt the blood vessels in his temples throbbing, and his head felt like a fire was burning.
"You traitor!"
Li Laisi gave him a slap with a fierce face and interrupted the skill reading.
"Why are you so fierce?"
She opened her arms to Miss Qiu:
"Come over to mom, your pitiful little face makes your heart melt..."
Li Cang was in a mess in the wind.
Suddenly there was an explosion of shattering glass outside the window. When everyone ran to the window to look, they saw a slightly smaller sickle hand falling down together with the broken glass on the fourth floor.
The blue-black sickle hooked the wall, drawing a deep straight groove.
When it was about to fall to the ground, it suddenly smashed the window on the first floor and threw itself in.
"Damn, why is there another one!"
A group of people rushed downstairs. Miss Qiu and Brother DaZi, who had not received any instructions and had been completely forgotten, looked at each other with a complex mixture of confusion, heartbeat, and hesitation in their eyes.
But these two guys only hesitated for a second.
"Kacha kacha~"
The sickle hand was eaten up in an instant.
The big corpse brother wiped his mouth, ran forward and took the first step.
Miss Qiu rolled her eyes, showed a sly expression, and jumped out of the window on the fifth floor.
downstairs.
Five or six of Zang Wei's teammates lay down, the eyes of the remaining ones were red, and gunshots rang out.
Miss Qiu was faster than Li Cang and had already rolled into a ball with the sickle hand in the lobby on the first floor.
The two sickle arms of the sickle hand penetrated deeply into Miss Qiu's back, opening a deep and long wound.
Ms. Qiu was not someone to be trifled with either. The dreadlocks on her neck were dancing wildly, part of them wrapped around the scythe arm to prevent it from moving in, and the other part almost dug the scythe arm into a hornet's nest all over her body.
The long tail was tied around its neck in circles, making a creaking sound as it struggled to tighten. The three-pronged sickle hook on the tip of the tail was raised dangerously like a scorpion's tail, threatening to pierce the sickle's hand at the sight of it.
eyes.
However--
"Bang bang, bang!"
Two shots exploded with blood mist on the shoulder and neck of Sickle's hand, and the last shot hit Ms. Qiu's tail squarely.
Miss Qiu felt pain and her strength suddenly relaxed...
The sickleman took the opportunity to retract his sickle arm and kicked Miss Qiu until she rolled far away.
"Fuck!" Lao Wang cursed, "Which loser fired the gun!"
The sickleman broke free and rolled on the spot, leaping across a distance of seven or eight meters, like a bad wind that swept in the shooter.
The young man's body made a sound like tearing silk, and was torn into a ball of rags.
Li Mingming's eyes were filled with tears,
"Fonkai!!"
The scythe hand killed one person instantly and rushed directly into the crowd, causing a bloody storm.
"Ah, no..."
"help me!"
They are just stronger ordinary people, they are like weeds being harvested in front of it.
The strong man who had been following Zang Wei and called the army and the few remaining people around him became the next targets of the sicklemen...
With the terrifying speed of the sickle hand, at such a close distance, almost no one except Miss Qiu could escape.
The problem is, the army didn't hide at all...
He bared his teeth and grinned ferociously, spitting out two keychain-like steel rings from his mouth.
"Beast, die!"
Two dark earthen sweet potato mines hit the sickle hand.
Lao Wang’s eyes widened,
"If I form a team again, I'll be the boss of the old king next door. What the hell are these people..."
He cursed a lot, but his movements were not slow at all.
Not only did he kick Zang Wei five or six meters away, but he also threw himself down in the distance in three steps and two steps at a time. That was not enough, he even had time to pull the corpse of a walking corpse and put it on his back.
It's serious...
"Boom~"
A grenade that explodes indoors, even a crude grenade made by survivors, is still twice as powerful.
Viewed from the outside, nearly half of the glass on the first to third floors of the L-shaped teaching building was shattered and blown away by heat waves and airflows. A huge amount of flames and black smoke poured out of the hall where the explosion occurred. The remains of the building and zombie fragments covered the door.
Painted into a bloody and dirty spray-like brushed fan.
After the explosion, Lao Wang was the first to stand up unsteadily.
"Oh, Dareizi, Teacher Cang, where are you?"
He felt as if his voice was coming from the water and not traveling through the air before returning to his ears.
"Hiss..." Lao Wang wiped a few drops of blood from his ear holes: "You are a madman!"
A pitch-black hand stretched out from the pile of corpses and raised its thumb.
"I'm fine..."
This is Li Cang.
"I take back what I said, the quality of the building is not great."
"What are you talking about! I can't hear you..."
"What are you talking about?"
"..."
The two of them chatted for a long time, and found that this was particularly stupid, so they both shut up.
Then, there are Big Corpse Brother, Goujizi, Miss Qiu, Li Leisi, Zang Wei and others...
Li Mingming pushed away a walking corpse, revealing familiar clothes and equipment.
He turned his face and looked at the army covered in blood, with a faint look in his eyes:
"Old Lei is dead, his head was penetrated by fragments."
"I..." Dajun muttered, "I...but..."
Before he could say anything, the sickle hand suddenly jumped up from under the pile of corpses,
"Ho~"
Its whole body was covered with wounds of flesh and blood, one of its arms was blown off, and even its skull was exposed in white, and everyone could clearly see the extremely hideous cracks on the skull.
Even so, the Scythe Hand is still alive and kicking.
Obviously, it has not experienced severe beatings from society like its predecessor. The target of this guy who was aroused by his injuries was Li Cang.
"Shit, this beast is not dead!"
"careful..."
"Teacher Cang!!"
"Damn, where's my gun..."
The sickle-hand pounced on Li Cang, and around him, the big corpse brother, Miss Qiu, and the dog-legged vicious dogs pounced on the sickle-hand...
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
The next second, everyone heard a dull cracking sound.
The Scythe Hand's already split head completely exploded into a ball of brilliant white light.
Its body suddenly stiffened and flew upside down.
Several girls in Zang Wei's team have sparkles in their eyes...
The corpse of the sickleman slowly fell down, revealing the handsome face behind it as if it were being unveiled...
"This is so handsome..."
"Amazing!"
In such a short amount of time, the girls have figured out at least three slow-motion scenes with their own BGM.
In fact, Li Cang's expression was even a bit dazed.
"Just...just die??"
He stared blankly at the big wand shrouded in thick white light, his face gloomy and the corners of his mouth twitching.
"Grass..."
Li Cang only had time to curse like this, his eyes turned white, and he fell down faster and more swiftly than a sickle hand.
The whole place was in an uproar.
"What's wrong with him..." Li Mingming trembled and asked confusedly: "Wang, Brother Wang?"
