After devouring these two zombies... this metal zombie was actually twisting its ankle.
The ankle, which had an obvious gash, had a large wound healed to the naked eye.
Mr. Wen's eyes almost popped out.
He did not take back the red light.
This makes him look like a white rabbit lantern, with his eyes glowing red in a funny way.
What is going on with these zombies? Is this the origin of their weird abilities and powerful strength?
Zombies outside the circle can eat each other.
Devouring them not only makes them stronger, but also allows them to heal...
This is too scary. There is such an environment outside the circle...
Mr. Wen has already run away, do people in the circle know?
The area around him looked like the area where he came out to do missions. There were too many environments like this.
Is there such a powerful zombie in an area? Or is this just an isolated case?
Mr. Wen didn't dare to think about it, let alone stop.
He just hoped that there would be fewer low-level zombies around him, that they would be as smart as him, and that they would run far away and not become the healing elixir for this terrifying metal man.
He ran frantically towards the inner circle.
Not long after, the black city wall, which was so tall that the sides could not be seen, came into view.
"Come on, come on! Help, help, open the door... There are zombies chasing me!"
Mr. Wen's voice was loud, and coupled with his counterattack just now, the movement he made was enough for the guards on the city wall to notice him.
So under the tall city wall, a gate slowly opened.
The guard on the city wall waved to him, indicating that he could come in directly.
After giving Mr. Wen a stable escape channel...
He continued patrolling the city wall as if nothing was wrong.
A little bit of the idea of going out of the circle to save people outside the city wall.
This made Mr. Wen, who was running wildly, almost lose his temper.
He looked so miserable that these people didn't even think of coming to save him.
"I can give you money to help me stop it!"
Even without turning around, Mr. Wen could feel that the figure falling behind him was getting faster and faster.
At this moment, the densely packed low-level zombies have completely replenished the ankles of the metal zombies.
This was a complete body running at high speed, approaching him like crazy.
For him, it would take a lot of effort to get rid of this zombie.
The guards on those high walls only need to contain the zombie a little, so he doesn't need to stop and fight the zombie in danger.
But no, the people on the city wall had no intention of helping.
Even if Mr. Wen yells, he will give money.
Only then did he suddenly remember that these guards had reminded them when they left the circle.
The role of the guard is only to protect the high wall.
Unless the high wall is attacked by zombies.
Otherwise, no matter whether it is something inside or outside the circle, it is not worthy of their initiative.
They have no obligation and will not take action for irrelevant people for anything.
And although they are guards, their income is not low and their abilities are not bad.
I really can't stand the remuneration that Mr. Wen talks about so much.
Such a weird phenomenon...
Mr. Wen gritted his teeth and picked up the gun.
It seems that the people above can't count on it.
He drew his gun and shot the tin man in the leg. Without getting entangled with him, he could almost escape by calculating the distance.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wen turned his head and bang...
The position was judged correctly, but the metal zombie nimbly dodged it.
"Jiejiejiejiejie... Do you think I will be stupid enough to... be careless a second time if I am... careless?"
The sound was rough, with the sound of metal friction.
But the words were spoken very clearly...Have the zombies even recovered their vocal cords?
Wait! No, you can express it completely. Doesn’t this mean that the other party’s IQ is also online?
Now that you have thinking and IQ, why do you succumb to the outside world?
Is it because the environment inside the industry is not good? Or do you just like the dark and oppressive environment outside the industry?
Mr. Wen, who was thinking deeply and fearfully, fired the second shot tremblingly.
He found that he really couldn't hit the target at all, and the opponent had a weird way of avoiding it by flowing metal.
Just like an old movie about future warriors that I watched many years ago, the robot warriors made of flowing metal are basically invincible.
This is how to do?
The enemy is approaching step by step. When he is about to reach the base of the wall, will he be captured by the zombies?
Mr. Wen was extremely desperate...
The metal zombie has jumped up.
According to acceleration calculations, one second later, one's way will be blocked.
The guards on the other side of the high wall stopped.
This distance is just right for watching a good show.
Look at the fight between that weird zombie and that unlucky human...
They can make a bet on who wins and who loses...
Things are developing into something interesting. Mr. Wen has already taken out his second gun.
The metal zombie in mid-air made a beautiful flow, and the flames on its body had been extinguished. It was time to give this damn human being some good looks.
At this moment, whoosh, a purple-red tongue shot out from another direction.
Snap, it stuck directly to the metal zombie.
With a swipe, the unsuspecting metal zombie was dragged away by this tongue.
Taking advantage of this sudden incident, Mr. Wen rushed forward and continued running towards the door.
When he was about to arrive at the city gate, he was so curious that he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the place where the tongue appeared.
There, with his discerning eyes, he could clearly see the tongue that swallowed up the metal zombie.
The thing with this tongue is a huge mutated and rotten toad.
The reason why the other party didn't catch up...
Squeak, squeak, squeak... The giant toad made a metallic crunching sound from its mouth.
Probably this metal zombie is making its final struggle.
Click, click, click, and then the sound of metal breaking came out.
Mr. Wen thought this metal zombie could last a little longer.
In the end, he was completely swallowed by the toad.
Taking advantage of this moment, Mr. Wen lowered his head and got into the door.
The door slowly closed with a click.
Mr. Wen, who was standing inside the door, was still looking outside.
The toad, which he thought was not interested in a little thing like him, moved at this moment.
Whoosh, that purple-red tongue actually poked out towards Mr. Wen.
The distance between them must be at least more than 800 meters.
But this tongue was very fast. In just a blink of an eye, it rushed to the door.
It was almost time for Mr. Wen to have only one thought left in his mind.
