The dust was rising, so I picked up the nylon water pipe on the ground, went around it in a circle, and picked up a lot of things to press it down, including stones, the edges of stools, human severed hands, and broken trash can patches. They were compacted tightly to ensure that
Don't be blown away by the wind.
"You stay here! You can't go anywhere!" Fuchen pointed at the circle and walked forward without looking back.
The circle is only a little over one meter in diameter.
The big zombie stood here, very constrained, and had to watch his feet to make sure not to be stepped on. He looked at the back of the person walking away, stretched out his hand, and shouted, "Floating Dust."
The voice was hoarse and he shouted leisurely.
Like a poor abandoned person.
Fuchen let out a "hum", his small voice revealing his emotions.
The big zombie's big white eyes stared at her, waiting for her reaction.
The person walking in front disappeared and kept walking along the long road with no intention of stopping.
Suddenly a car turned into the driveway.
When the RV saw the big zombie, its speed immediately increased.
Fuchen stood there, watching the other party drive by from a distance.
In the RV, when a small figure floating in dust appeared on the windshield, Zhang Wei looked at the big zombie in the rearview mirror. He stood there, motionless.
Something is wrong.
Something is wrong.
Zhang Wei immediately realized this was an opportunity.
Turn the car and hit the little zombie. He wants to catch this little zombie!
"Thunderbolt!" The cat zombie immediately attacked.
It's a pity that the cat zombie is still inferior to Zhang Wei.
The shell of the RV also has lightning protection devices.
Lightning struck the car, but nothing happened.
"You deal with this cat," Zhang Wei smiled, "I'll deal with this little one."
Let's forget all the old sorrows and new hatreds together.
Without the help of the big zombie, the little zombie is not a dish.
Zhang Wei clicked the button, a silver metal ball appeared on the control panel, and a pointer appeared above the car.
Zhang Wei puts his hand on the ball and releases thunder and lightning.
The pointer above the RV sparkled.
Zhang Wei turned the ball to control the direction, contracting his fingers.
"thunderbolt!"
A thunderbolt with a thick wrist landed next to Fuchen.
Fuchen dodged and ran towards the big zombie crazily.
"Floating dust." The big zombie shouted.
He had no expression and looked like a dead, wooden person at this time.
The white eyes never turned away, always facing Fuchen.
The people in the RV stood and watched, saying nothing.
The thunder and lightning on the RV chased the small floating dust lightning.
The huge roar of thunder kept ringing in my ears.
The cat zombie was shot by two precise snipers. It had a hard time escaping. Its movement was very restricted, and it was impossible to get close to Fuchen for rescue.
Fuchen raised his head to see the thunder and lightning, and moved in a snake shape to dodge the thunder and lightning.
That thunder was too bright and white to the point of dazzling, beyond the range of the eyeballs.
For a moment, Fuchen felt like he was blind.
My head is confused.
"thunderbolt!"
Lightning strikes the floating dust.
Fu Chen was struck by the thunder and his limbs twitched, and he fell to the ground, his limbs still twitching.
"Floating dust." The call was still the same.
The voice was dry and hoarse, without any emotion.
The RV stopped.
Zhang Wei got out of the car, picked up the floating dust with his head hanging down, and looked at the big zombie not far away with a smile on his face.
The distance between them is only five or six meters. It's very close.
This girl keeps running in this direction, she must be hoping that the big zombie will save her.
Although I don't know the reason, now, this big zombie is stuck in place and cannot move.
I looked at the messy things on the ground, earrings, trash can iron sheets, human bones... It looked like a witchcraft scene.
Zhang Wei didn't dare to move rashly yet. He grabbed Fuchen's head, and electric current sparkled on his fingers.
The dust in his hands was like a piece of meat on a hook.
"She is in my hands now. If you want her to live, you have to make a deal." Zhang Wei stared at the big zombie, supporting himself forward and backward with his feet, gathering thunder and lightning in his left hand, ready to run away and fight at any time.
Almost instantly, there was a reply.
"Deal." The big zombie said.
ah?
Zhang Wei glanced at the little doll in his hand, and he didn't expect that this little zombie really had the power to negotiate.
Immediately, his gaze focused on that right hand.
The big zombie then looked at his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and with a crisp "click" sound, the whole hand was pulled out of his arm.
The black and red flesh was sticky and thick, like the mud in a smelly ditch.
The big zombie handed over his hand. His face was still gray and expressionless.
There are no pupils in the white eyes.
The voice has no emotion, like the sound of a leaky trachea.
Zhang Wei smiled. His eyes were full of calculations. He shook his head slowly, "Not enough."
The big zombie looked at his left hand.
The hand on his left hand fell to the ground.
The big zombie opened its mouth and suddenly bit his shoulder bone.
The ferocious "click-click-click" look is like a ferocious eating beast.
Zhang Wei's head moved upward slowly, and a "satisfied" light appeared in his eyes.
The hand holding Fuchen dropped.
Stand in front and watch the zombie show bite itself.
Fuchen slowly opened his eyes and shouted, "Bah."
The phlegm fell four or five meters outside the circle.
It's still too far away now.
Zhang Wei noticed, picked up Fuchen, looked at her, and said in a good-tempered manner, "You should be lucky that someone is willing to pay so much for you. You have a good father."
The two snipers in the car watched everything silently.
Fuchen stared at Zhang Wei with his cold eyes, "Bah" and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.
Zhang Wei wiped his face, smiled, and suddenly threw the dust to the ground.
Face on the ground.
Fuchen looks like a baby. A newborn baby. Even if she can run and jump, she is too small to be compared to a big cat.
Wang Qilin stared at the child on the ground, and for some reason, he felt compassion.
"Floating dust." The big zombie stopped chewing bones and made a sound. He raised his feet and wanted to go out. He stared at the circle on the ground.
The circle is a closed mouth, tightly closed, without any exit.
The big zombie was so anxious that he was spinning in circles, muttering, "Floating dust."
The floating dust on the ground made two "cough coughs". He raised his face, which was bruised and swollen with red blood, and grabbed the ground with his small hands, crawling in the direction of the big zombie.
Wang Qilin:!!!
Zhang Wei glanced at the dust on the ground and stepped on her little hand.
The whole little hand was submerged in the sole of the high-top shoe, making a tiny cracking sound of bone cracking.
"Hmm..." Fuchen's whole face wrinkled into a ball.
"Floating dust."
"Fuchen." The big zombie kept calling.
Zhang Wei didn't stop and walked straight over, his eyes stopping in front of the big zombie.
One hand was missing, and the other hand was only connected with a pitiful amount of skin and flesh. The bones had been chewed away, revealing the dark red marrow.
He didn't think such zombies could pose a threat to him.
Zhang Wei pulled off the hand that was like a dead branch, grabbed it and slapped the big zombie on the face, "Tsk, tsk. Look, look. The once arrogant zombie is chasing my car.
You bitten a zombie, look at what you look like now."
