"Ah ah ah." The baby cried with his eyes closed and his voice was loud. His little hands were clenched into fists and kept swinging, as if he wanted to catch something.
The Zombie King took a tentative step forward.
"Ah ah ah." The baby just stared and cried.
The zombie king took another step forward, stood two steps away from the baby, and circled around to watch.
This little thing that suddenly appeared has a delicious smell on it, so why is it moving? What is it doing now?
The Zombie King has a lot of questions, but his head is empty. He cannot deal with these things and can only rely on instinct and a little trial and error.
"Ahhhhh." The baby is still crying.
The Zombie King took a step forward and poked the mouth with his hand. The baby's face, which was full of blood vessels, immediately had holes and blood flowed out.
The blood stimulated the Zombie King and his eyes turned red.
"Ah ha ha ha -" the baby cried even more painfully.
The zombie king took a small step forward, slowly grabbed the head with his hands, and hung the child up. He planned to eat the feet first.
"Ahhhhh--" The baby's hands and feet were swinging, and he was holding on to his hands, as if he was also searching for his instinct.
The Zombie King opened his mouth and slowly approached his feet. His feet were dangling, and the Zombie King's head was also shaking from side to side.
Finally aligned, his teeth called for feet, he bit down, and the blood rushed in to taste. At that moment, the Zombie King felt that the taste was not good: they seemed to be the same kind.
His empty head only contained this information.
The baby seemed to be the same as other zombies. The zombie king was a little confused.
The baby's foot suddenly kicked, and it suddenly hit the Zombie King's throat.
"Ahem——" The Zombie King spat out his feet, and the child in his hand fell off and fell onto his head.
The baby grabbed the Zombie King's face, opened his mouth, "Uh-huh--" and chewed it out.
Nose hurts.
The zombie king was shocked, pushed the child away with both hands, and covered his nose: This guy can eat people too!
"Bang." Fuchen fell to the ground again, his back and head hit his head, his body bounced up a little, and then fell back down quickly.
The body didn't move.
The zombie king covered his nose. There were two holes in his nose, but there was no blood. He stepped forward, stood next to the child, and poked it.
He still doesn’t understand: Same kind? How can they be the same kind?
He obviously seems to have made something out of nothing from a woman's body?
How can they be the same kind?
"Ah ah ah -" Fuchen suddenly opened his mouth to cry again, his cry became a little weaker, and he stretched out his hand and spread his fingers a little, as if he wanted to grab something.
The Zombie King grabbed a piece of flesh from the corpse next to him with his bare hands and put it tentatively into Fuchen's hand.
Fuchen grabbed it with his hand and put it directly into his mouth.
"Ah, um, um." Fuchen subconsciously sucked and said, "Spit it out." The next moment, he spit it out.
"Ahhhh-" cried again.
The zombie queen raised her head.
Looking at the corpse next to him, he saw that he had just grabbed the arm flesh. The next moment, the Zombie King broke off his nose and carefully placed it on top of the child's hand.
Let go.
The floating dust seems to have a feeling. Even if you close your eyes and open your hands, just hold your nose, you will stop crying immediately and move your nose to your mouth.
As soon as it entered his mouth, he grabbed his nose with his little hands and threw it away, "Ahhhh--"
The zombie queen raised her neck and looked left and right, not knowing what to feed.
He was very curious about this similar person who suddenly appeared.
After thinking for a long time, the Zombie King hesitated, picked up the child, and put it up to his nose.
His eyes were fixed on the child.
The dust grabs people and bites them when they open their mouths.
Nose hurts.
But the next second, Fuchen let go of his mouth. He patted the Zombie King's head with his little hand, making a "pop" sound.
The Zombie King said "Oh!" and pulled Fuchen away. He took Fuchen's hand and held it like a bag.
"Ah——" Fuchen cried again.
The zombie king no longer cares.
He was just curious, what would he eat if he didn't eat human flesh?
If he had any brains, he would probably have another complaint: We are both zombies, why are we so picky?
The Zombie King is holding on to the floating dust.
The surrounding zombies made way for him, and when the zombie king was farther away, they followed him unsteadily.
Fuchen cried all the way, and his stomach could not be fed.
The Zombie King walked straight forward, his thoughts empty, and he walked three streets with floating dust before arriving at a main road.
This is a commercial street, filled with merchandise, and the colorful signboards vaguely show the prosperity of the past.
The large shopping mall at the end is the center of the commercial street, attracting customers to the surrounding shops.
But now, the streets are empty, with lying bodies, plastic bags and papers blowing in the wind.
The zombie king swayed, and Fuchen's cry was the loudest sound within a radius.
The city has become very quiet.
Suddenly, the sound of a car starting was added to the sound.
Right in the business center.
The Zombie King did not stop and moved straight towards the mall.
The wave of zombies from behind also followed.
At first glance, I thought it was the cry of a child giving orders to the zombie army.
In the mall.
A group of people observed the zombies through the glass.
"Look, there's a child there, alive!" a woman shouted.
The people next to him are all men. Most of them have no superpowers. The woman is the only water superpower among them, and she has pretty good abilities.
A man said, "It's useless to save him if he's caught."
The masculine temperament is calm and seems to be the main thing here.
The woman looked where the man pointed and saw the blood on the child's feet. She sighed.
The child looks like he has just been born. How can he possibly survive in this age of loss?
"Brother Zhang, Sister Rou, let's leave quickly. If we don't leave, it will be too late." The younger brother behind urged.
The group went down immediately.
The zombie wave has arrived, and they must hurry up.
"Brother Zhang! Sister Rou!" The person driving the car called out from below. Someone in the car had already set up a gun and shot at the leader of the zombie king.
The zombie king swayed from side to side, dodging bullets.
The person behind them was hit by a bullet, and their bodies were only slightly stiff, so they continued to move forward. As long as they were not hit in the middle of the brain, they could continue walking.
Six people rushed to the first floor carrying large and small bags.
The zombie king grabbed Fuchen and came to the door.
"Bang bang bang!"
The car at the rear attracted the line of fire, but the army of victims had already arrived, surrounding the car and "ah" and "yelling" to arrest people.
He threw himself against the car window with his mouth wide open.
There was simply not enough food for the two people in the car.
The Zombie King stared at the six people who came out, opened his mouth and shouted, "Hoo——"
The lost group immediately stopped moving, turned around, and stared at the six people.
"Brother Zhang!"
"Sister Rou!"
The men and women called Brother Zhang and Sister Rou stepped forward and released their supernatural powers.
Sister Rou raised her hand, released a pile of water, and aimed it at the zombies.
Brother Zhang's palms were tumbling, the electric light flashed, and merged with the water.
Using water to conduct electricity, the zombie swarm is temporarily incapacitated.
The six people wore rubber rain boots to protect them from rain and electricity, and walked through the crowd to escape.
The Zombie King stared at the person, suddenly moved quickly, came to the end of the crowd, grabbed one person's neck and bit them.
The dust on his hands fell to the ground, and he was still crying, "Ahhhh--"
