The corpses were twitching and pushing, and because all the strength was concentrated in the center, the corpses in the next circle were pushed up by the corpses from behind and placed on top of the living corpses in the first circle, like stacking Arhats on top of each other.
The corpses in the first circle were all twitching, as if they were dissatisfied with being pressed down by other corpses, which made them stack up very slowly.
But after all, they were slowly rising towards the stage.
Yan Luyi did not dare to shoot casually, fearing that the plasma released from breaking the corpse would climb up the cabinet more quickly. The only thing he could do was to use the muzzle of the gun to push back the corpse that was close to the table.
She only hoped that Guo Jiu would come over quickly. That woman was just a medical worker. She could find a medicine to avoid being attacked by living corpses. Of course, there was no reason why Guo Jiu couldn't do it.
After a while, I heard gunshots not far away.
Yan Luyi looked into the corridor hopefully, his eyes fixed on a corner at the end of the corridor.
But that was not Guo Jiu, but the three people who had just escaped were quickly returning this way along the original path. Their condition was much more embarrassing than before. The burly combatant had just been wounded on one arm.
The bullet grazed him, and now, his entire arm was gone.
The wound on his shoulder was simply tied up with clothes, but blood was still pouring out. I don't know if it was due to the cold light of the ice fireworks, but the color on his face was completely gone at this moment, and he had an ice firework in his mouth.
He shouted in a slurred voice, "I'm done for now. You guys go back to the pharmacy quickly, I'll stop you!"
Hood and Ghost Face ran past him in a hurry.
Yan Luyi pointed his gun at the door: "If you say you want to withdraw, please withdraw. Have you ever asked me?"
Ghostface shouted: "Peace! You need us to deal with those living corpses!"
Yan Luyi thought about it and had to say: "Okay. I will keep an eye on you all the time. I hope you won't have those stupid ideas again." She felt that this man spoke strangely, as if something was missing, and thought about it carefully.
I couldn't help but laugh: "Did you... say one less word? Huh?"
The combatant continued to shoot into another corridor behind the corner with his single gun. At this moment, half of the corpses in the corridor had poured into the medicine cabin, and there were no obstacles except for traces of blood on the road. The two men rushed over in large strides, and the one responsible for cutting off the back was
The combatant was suddenly rolled in the face by a black mist. He rolled to the ground, covered his face with his only remaining hand, twitched and screamed, his words were no longer in tune: "Run! You run!"
Ghostface and Hood rushed into the medicine cabin, grabbed the hands and feet of the living corpse, and threw them out of the door.
The living corpses that were thrown into the corridor were still struggling to crawl back. However, their postures were awkward and their speed was not very fast. They finally crawled forward for a short distance, and then they were thrown out by the ghost face and the hood.
The corpse fell to the ground.
Yan Luyi's besieged situation was immediately resolved, and he sat on the table with his gun in hand and looked out the door.
She was very curious about what kind of monster would force these three people back.
The ice firework in the combatant's mouth was bitten into two pieces and rolled on the ground, but it was not extinguished. With the blue cold light, the view around the corner was quite clear.
What Yan Luyi never expected was that the face that appeared behind the corner looked extremely familiar.
It was the fat woman who tried to install the listening device under the table during the day.
This face is fatter than before. To be more precise, it is blistered and swollen, even swollen to the point of reflecting light.
The fat under the chin also bulged out in circles, and the neck could not be seen. The body had swelled twice as much as before, and the clothes were stretched to the maximum extent that the fabric could hold, becoming transparent and transparent.
Her breasts were round and swollen like two water bags, and her belly was bulging even higher, and the shape of the bulge was strange? It was round. Compared with the belly of a pregnant woman about to give birth, it looked more like it was hidden under the flesh of her waist.
The tire of a large truck went inside.
She has no legs anymore - or rather, she has too many "legs". They are white, slippery, sticky tentacles, and two of them barely maintain the shape of human legs and feet, and they look like jellyfish when held together.
, and also like an oversized whalebone skirt.
Large drops of yellowish-white secretions mixed with blood flowed down the tentacles to the ground. The numerous tentacles contracted one after another, using the force brought by the contraction to push it forward.
The combatant fell not far from the corner. The mutant swam to his side and pushed him into the skirt made of tentacles.
The tentacles closed together like flower buds, then contracted and squirmed.
The combatant was still alive. He yelled and struggled inside the tentacle skirt. There was a sharp sound, and a bloody tactical knife was cut out from the skirt. Five or six tentacles were cut off simultaneously, with mucus on them.
Rolled to the ground.
The tentacles that fell on the ground curled up for a moment, then quickly bounced back to the mother body and were attached again. The mutant's skirt shrank and agitated even more. The combatants' screams stopped, and all that was left was the slapping of flesh and skin in the viscous liquid.
The sound, puff, puff, puff.
Ghost Face and Hood dragged out more than a dozen living corpses in succession. Seeing the miserable condition of their companions over there, their movements became a little panicked. Yan Luyi looked anxious, but she couldn't help. She tried
He fired a shot at the mutant in the corridor.
The effect of this shot was just like a stone hitting a balloon filled with water. The red and white flesh and the dark yellow body fluids exploded in all directions, and juices burst out in all directions.
The mutant's skirt squirmed even more. The broken section of its body was like boiling poison in a witch's tongs, bubbling with pus. The pus bubbles continued to bulge upwards, and soon reassembled into flesh and blood.
, and then the combatant was spit out from its tentacles.
This man was already dead, his body had lost a lot of weight, and he was almost a skeleton wrapped in corpse skin.
Yan Luyi even suspected that the mutant had transferred his flesh and blood to itself to repair the remains of the body that was blown apart by the bullet.
Yan Luyi wanted to shoot a few more times to smash its body to pieces and see how it could move again. But the ghost-faced man seemed to know what she was thinking and shouted: "Don't shoot now."
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Yan Luyi said: "What?"
The man raised his hand outward. Yan Luyi looked in the direction of his finger.
The mucus and pieces of flesh that she had just blasted away from the mutant were still boiling and bubbling on the ground. Soon they regrouped and finally turned into small jellyfish-like strips.
The dirty-colored creature with burnt marks has a round and slippery flat umbrella on the top, and slender tentacles on the bottom.