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Chapter 128 Corpse Transformation

There was no smell of dead bodies from these people, but they didn't look like living people at all. I supported Hao Wenming, and Monk Xiao and the others slowly stepped back. After a few steps, there were already

The man stood up and stared blankly at the few of us. Fatty Sun whispered: "Master Xiao, are these people or ghosts?" While speaking, he had already taken out his dagger and crossbow.

Hold it in your hand.

Monk Xiao also took out his 'knitting needle', looked at the few people who were standing, and said: "We will tell you whether it is a human or a ghost later. Don't disturb them first. Let's go back to the secret room first." He said that he would not disturb them, but he said

More and more people were getting up, and almost all of them were staring at us. Several people were already slowly walking towards us.

Most of these people were bare-chested, their eyes were dull, and the skin on their bodies looked extremely pale. Two of them each had a broken hand. The wounds had not been bandaged for long, and they were still bleeding.

.One of them was the man with the severed hand who called the man in black clothes and white hair away.

Just when we retreated to the entrance of the secret room, the man with the severed hand who called away the man in black clothes and white hair suddenly shouted "Ouch...!" This sound was like a signal, and almost everyone got up.

People began to gather around us. The mouths of the people closest to us were cracked at an incredible angle, revealing black and yellow teeth. You could smell the stench emanating from their mouths.

"Hurry, hurry up and get into the darkroom!" Monk Xiao shouted. As he was speaking, someone was already rushing towards us. Po Jun raised his hand and fired a gun with a "pop!" sound. He rushed into the head of the nearest person.

The bullet hit him and he fell down. Before Po Jun could breathe a sigh of relief, the man who was shot stood up unsteadily. A bullet hole opened in his forehead, and the red and white stuff inside flowed out sparsely.

, just like that, he still walked towards us step by step.

What's going on? The polling bureau's bullets are specially made. No matter he is dead or alive, this shot should be effective. But now he is like a zombie in Resident Evil. Seeing him approaching again,

Suddenly, a small crossbow arrow silently hit his head. This time it was effective. The 'man' was hit by the arrow and fell down again. After falling to the ground, his body began to twitch non-stop. After a few seconds of twitching,

He finally died. After his death, his body also underwent abnormal changes. His skin began to become sagging and aging at an eye-catching speed, and his hair fell out instantly. In just a few seconds, a man in his prime turned into a decrepit man.

's corpse.

Fatty Sun ran over quickly, and before the 'people' behind him rushed over, he pulled out the crossbow arrow from the corpse's forehead. He ran back quickly. As he ran, he shouted to Monk Xiao: "Old Master Xiao, dead corpse

You have become an old man, what is going on?"

Monk Xiao already knew that it was Fatty Sun who accidentally put down all these 'people'. Now he saw that his teeth were itching with hatred, and he shouted to Fatty Sun angrily: "Go back to the dark room first!" This is what I have already said.

He helped Hao Wenming into the darkroom. He and Pojun searched around, but couldn't find anything that could block the door. Finally, Pojun gritted his teeth, picked up two golden balls, and left the darkroom one in each hand.

At this time, Monk Xiao and Fatty Sun also entered the dark room. They were stunned when they saw Po Jun walking out with the golden ball. Monk Xiao didn't know the details of Po Jun, so he tried to stop him, but turned around and said to me: "You

Go and pull him back! There are too many undead people outside. Being surrounded is a death. You can hold on here for a while longer... What are you two doing? What are you doing with the golden ball?"

"Old Xiao, take one out and send artillery shells to the army!" At this time, I couldn't care less about being polite. I held two golden balls and followed behind Po Jun, shouting as I ran. Fatty Sun also understood.

, holding a goal in both hands and following me.

Just as I thought, when Pojun came out, the nearest 'person' was fifteen or sixty meters away. He was rushing towards Pojun. Pojun threw a goal at his feet, and the other golden ball slammed

He threw it towards the face of the 'person'. A sound of "Puff!" was heard, and the 'person''s head disappeared into a blood mist. His body was taken away five or six meters away. After twitching for a while, he

Stopping still, just like the previous 'person', the exposed parts of his body aged rapidly. Contrary to normal people, the aging process began only after experiencing the ending of death.

With one hit, Po Jun took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the golden ball thrown on the ground, pointed it at a 'person' coming up from behind, and threw it out with all his strength. The 'person' was so stupid that he didn't know how to dodge. "Pfft" came again.

!" With a sound, a golden light flashed through, and the 'person' had only one voice left. Po Jun's force was slightly lowered, and the 'person''s body was beaten to the ground. After more than a second,

, a hole of blood spurted out from his neck.

After the second golden ball was shot, I had already sent the two golden balls I was holding over: "Army, come again, you do it, we will be responsible for delivering ammunition to you." Po Jun glanced at me, before he could speak.

, a group of 'people' in front had already gathered around us. The nearest one was about ten meters away from us. Po Jun didn't have time to think too much, grabbed a goal, no longer bothered to aim, and hit directly towards the place where there were many people.

passed.

At this time, Pojun fought with all his strength. Just like a bowling ball, seven or eight were laid down. Although many fell, unfortunately they were not serious. The most serious one was chest collapse. This is for

For ordinary people, it would definitely be a fatal injury, but the one who was hit just fell to the ground and turned a few somersaults, got up, and continued to pounce on us.

Po Jun grabbed another golden ball, and I found that he had almost reached his limit in these few strokes. The muscles in Po Jun's arms had begun to tremble slightly. It could be seen that he had tried his best in those three strokes just now. Now Po Jun has already reached the limit.

It was the end of a strong crossbow. Before he tried to throw the golden ball with all his strength, I stopped Po Jun and snatched the golden ball from his hand. I used all my strength to smash the golden ball towards the person who had already rushed to the front.

one person'

After the golden ball was released, I didn't even look at it. I pulled Po Jun and ran backwards. I could already feel the large group of people behind us, and I could already feel a pair of hands behind me touching me.

I pulled out my dagger and was about to strike backwards when a crossbow arrow flew past my face. I took a peek and saw that the crossbow arrow hit someone in my back.

On the person's head. The person fell to the ground on his back, convulsed and died.

Fatty Sun had already discarded the golden ball, quickly loaded another crossbow arrow, turned around and ran back. Monk Xiao stood at the door of the darkroom and shouted: "Come back quickly! It's better to hold on here!" Hao Wenming

He gritted his teeth and stood at the door, revealing the tip of the knife hidden in the stick. He stood with Monk Xiao, ready to meet the three of us.

Just as we were about to run back to the darkroom, more and more people gathered behind us. They no longer had the swaying form at the beginning, but became extremely fast, with more than a hundred people gathering in groups.

He rushed towards us. I knew in my heart that the pistol was useless at this time. Even if I could get back to the darkroom, I couldn't survive with Fatty Sun's and my two daggers, plus the dozen or so crossbow arrows he still had in his hand.

After a while, looking at today's situation, unless Fatty Gao can arrive in time, we can only hope for a miracle to save our lives.

At this moment, I heard someone behind the crowd saying angrily: "Look at the good things you have done!" After the words were heard, there was another loud noise, as if something broke into the crowd, and inside

They were running rampant inside, knocking the gathered 'people' to pieces. Suddenly, the pressure on us in front was greatly reduced. Only a few 'people' were still chasing us, and the rest were already facing the people behind us.

There was a loud noise.

Fatty Sun suddenly turned around, raised his hand and fired a crossbow arrow, and a 'person' behind him fell to the ground. I turned around sharply, holding a dagger in my hand, and stabbed the 'person' behind me into the mouth with the sword.

The man chased him too hastily. After the dagger stabbed into his mouth, the tip of the sword popped out from the back of his head. I turned the sword to the left and cut half of the man's face along the back of his head.

Cut it off. The white and red liquid splashed out and sprayed all over the floor. I kicked him in the chest and knocked him to the ground. The 'person' did not get up again and began to twitch until

Death.

At this time, we were temporarily safe. Monk Xiao stared at the center of the crowd. A white-haired man in black kept bumping into each other, and had already knocked over a hundred people.

'The group broke up.

"Is it Wu Rendi?" Hao Wenming squinted his eyes and looked at it, but he immediately shook his head, denied his own idea, and said: "It looks like... but unfortunately not." "It's the black-clothed and white-haired one that the Great Sage and I saw before.

"But I don't know what relationship he has with Wu Rendi." I explained, and Fatty Sun suddenly said to me: "That's not right. Lazi, isn't he the same as the Broken Hand Man? How did they start fighting again?"

While he was talking, the money rat had already given up on the golden ball in the darkroom and climbed back into Fatty Sun's jacket pocket.

Before I could say anything, the man in black clothes and white hair had already walked towards us. There were people behind him who kept attacking him, but they were all grabbed by the man in black clothes and white hair and thrown far back.

. He obviously had the ability to get rid of these 'people', but the man in black clothes and white hair just took the trouble to throw them around. He walked all the way to the door of the darkroom.

Seeing him walking over with these "people", our nerves started to get tense again. Unexpectedly, the speed of his hands suddenly started to increase, and in just a minute or so, he threw out all the "people" around him.

Then he said to us coldly: "Follow me!" While speaking, he was already standing under a wall panel not far from the darkroom.

I don’t know what mechanism he pressed on the wall panel, but he pushed it casually and pushed out a gap in the wall panel. This wall panel turned out to be a secret door. Then he looked at our hesitation and spoke in a voice that sounded like ice.

Zi: "Either go in, or..." He raised his chin towards the crowd of people who had started to rush over, and then said: "Be torn to pieces and bitten by them."

Monk Xiao raised his hand to us and said, "Go in, let's talk after you go in." There was no hesitation at this time. We followed the man in black and white hair into the secret door. After we entered, the man in black and white hair turned around and closed the secret door.

A few seconds later, there was a frantic banging sound outside the secret door.

Inside the secret door was a narrow corridor. We followed the man in black clothes and white hair and kept walking forward. After walking a few steps, we reached the end, where there was a vermilion door. Only the man in black clothes and white hair could be seen.

He knocked on the door respectfully and lowered his voice and said, "Qianhu Zhengjun will bring you here."

There was silence for a while inside, and after a while someone slowly said: "Come in."

The man in black clothes and white hair pushed the door open, and I saw at a glance that there was another man with white hair inside the door.


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