Lao Xu mutated extremely quickly, his skin shriveled up almost instantly, his forehead showed fine markings, and a large number of black veins protruded, stretching out his wrinkled face.
His only remaining eye turned purple-black, and his gaze focused little by little, becoming numb and terrifying. The eye sockets were filled with bloodshot eyes, like wandering tree branches, gradually covering his entire forehead.
"It's mutated, it's really mutated!"
The whole team was screaming in surprise, this accident came too suddenly.
In just a few seconds, Lao Xu mutated from a lively human to a shriveled and ferocious zombie, with a lot of viscous black liquid dripping from his huge mouth.
"Stop him quickly!"
Everyone was stunned and unable to accept all this. Only Liao Fan had been mentally prepared. He immediately jumped up from the ground, grabbed a machete, and slashed at Lao Xu's neck.
The silver sword light tore open Lao Xu's neck, and his head flew into the sky with splashes of blood.
But even though his head was severed, this guy's body did not fall down. He still maintained a strange standing posture, with his elongated claws resting on Zhou Kang's body, motionless.
"ah!"
It wasn't until the blood spilled and splashed on Zhou Kang that he felt real fear, let out a shrill scream, tried his best to throw away the paw on his shoulder, and backed away while yelling,
"Why did it mutate so quickly? Old Xu, he..."
"Shut up!"
Liao Fan's face darkened, he swung the blade back and struck Zhou Kang decisively.
Among the several wounded, Lao Xu has mutated, and the remaining wounded also have a high probability of mutating.
Liao Fan did not hold back, curling up his blade and locking it on Zhou Kang's neck with the same sharpness, intending to use the same method to eliminate the hidden danger.
But when he took action, a loud roar came from his ears, "Stop, I can't let you hurt my brother."
Then a homemade pistol suddenly appeared in the scarred man's hand, and the black muzzle was already aimed at Liao Fan's temple.
As expected, Liao Fan stopped. The distance between the blade and Zhou Kang's neck was less than five centimeters, and he continued to cut off Zhou Kang's neck.
He shifted his gaze, looked at the slightly trembling hands of the scar-faced man, and said calmly, "Old Xu has mutated. It proves that I am not lying. Why do you still stop me?"
The scar-faced man swallowed and said with a troubled expression, "Even Zhou Kang may have mutated, but at least he is still normal now. Unless he really mutates, I can't treat him in this way."
"That's it."
Liao Fan said noncommittally, but still silently put down the machete in his hand, sighing slightly, "I don't deny your determination to value your teammates, but this kind of response is too stupid. Since everyone has different opinions, we will not continue.
It’s necessary to stay together, I wish you good luck.”
After saying that, Liao Fan simply threw away the machete in his hand, picked up the tool box again, and said to Wei Jun behind him, "Let's go, it's time to leave."
For two days, Liao Fan has been following this team, partly to recuperate from his injuries, and partly to see if the scar-faced man is worthy of being recruited by him.
Now, he has been disappointed with the scar-faced man and doesn't want to stay here for a second.
But just when Liao Fan turned around and was about to leave, a series of dull roars came, which shocked everyone.
Even Liao Fan's expression changed drastically.
He took a step back and whispered, "Everyone, get down and don't make any noise."
This time, no one refuted. Everyone chose to be obedient and slowly lay down behind the bunker, not making any more noise.
Because they all heard that the roars outside were coming towards them.
Liao Fan quietly moved near the iron gate of the garage and carefully observed the situation outside.
More than thirty zombies were seen filling the street in front of me. Some were lying on abandoned cars, some were standing on the deserted roads, and some were already close to the door of the garage and were numbly
Move this way.
"Damn it, it seems a battle is inevitable!"
Liao Fan was speechless, with ten thousand alpacas racing in his heart.
Originally, he had told this group of people how to avoid being attacked by zombies, but after Zhou Kang and others made a lot of noise, they still couldn't avoid making noise, which attracted some zombies.
Now there are at least thirty zombies targeting the garage. Once they rush in, they will bring more zombies. It is simply impossible for the exile team behind them to withstand them.
"There is no other way but to prepare for the battle."
Liao Fan was helpless. Although he had been avoiding fighting, he was eventually defeated by these stupid pig teammates.
Thinking of this, he could only silently open the tool box, hold the bone knife in his hand, quickly installed the sleeve arrows, and threw the remaining burning flask to Wei Jun aside, saying in a deep voice,
"Get ready, they're coming."
Ouch...
At this time, roars were heard one after another outside the garage door. A large number of roars mixed with a bloodthirsty atmosphere were rapidly approaching here.
"It's coming, it's coming so soon."
The scarred man looked frightened, and instantly became at a loss.
"Don't be afraid. The door to the garage is very strong. The zombies outside can only crawl in through the windows. As long as we block these entrances, we can defend this place." Liao Fan looked back at him and said.
Everyone gradually calmed down, then silently picked up their weapons and each guarded the entrance.
In fact, it is useless to be afraid. After all, the zombies are coming, and they have no choice but to fight to the death.
At this time, the zombies had already run outside the gate. Facing the heavy iron gate of the garage, they were unable to break through. After frantically hitting the iron gate several times, the zombies could only give up their plan of attacking head-on and go around to the repair shop.
The window opening at the back of the depot was crowded like crazy.
Seeing the zombies rushing towards them, the people inside immediately roared and thrust out the weapons in their hands, causing a mess of hacking.
The window is so small that zombies cannot crawl in quickly. Even if they can, only one zombie can pass by at a time.
People hit this guy easily. They attacked with machetes and sticks, beating the zombie's body into bumps and bumps, and blood splattered everywhere.
But as Liao Fan said before, these zombies have no sense of pain at all, and they don't know what fear is. They actually resisted attacks from a mess of weapons, forced through the window, and leaned half of their bodies in.
The ferocious head and sharp claws appeared in front of people's eyes. Even though everyone's weapons smashed on it, beating it until it was bloody, there was no sign of retreating.
The zombies ignored people's attacks and continued to roar ferociously. Their mouths full of black sharp teeth opened wide and they bit wildly. Their claws were scratching and waving wildly. In a short time, most of their bodies were squeezed in.
"Ah... these guys are so tenacious, they won't be able to fight like this!"
The people who blocked the windows started yelling like crazy again, and the timid ones were so frightened that they fell to the ground.
"A group of idiots attack the brains of zombies. These guys neither feel pain nor have any thinking. Even if you break them into pieces, it will be useless. Only their brains are their Achilles' heel!"
Liao Fan was upset by the screams, but he still had patience and took the initiative to remind the frightened guys.