Chapter 339 Widow suit? This name is a bit unlucky!
The zombie heroes have been hungry for who knows how long. There is not a single living person on the entire earth. Therefore, every time they catch a player, they eat them directly. As for the conversion left, there is not enough to eat, so why should they be converted into the same kind?
Why do you think there are no zombies transformed by ordinary people on earth?
Therefore, players either died directly and turned into a ball of white light, or they struggled too much when being chewed, were slapped to death by the impatient zombie hero, and then turned into a ball of white light again.
Therefore, there are very few people who were transformed like Zeng Xiaoxian, because they all died directly.
When the players saw Jin Yuanfeng attacking them, they also realized the seriousness of the problem. Zhuge Dali shouted: "No, players can also be infected, just like weirdos."
In fact, Zhuge Dali didn't need to say it, other players had already realized that the other party was attacking them.
Heipi, who had returned from resurrection, was very curious and shouted to the zombie Jin Yuanfeng: "Xia Tian, why do you, a turtle grandson, attack us?"
"That's not me."
Jin Yuanfeng's voice sounded from the other side.
Heipi immediately took a look and found that compared to Zeng Xiaoxian, who was autistic and offline due to being dismembered, Jin Yuanfeng was infected with the virus very quickly, so he didn't feel anything at all.
"Tell me, does he have your memory?" Zhang Wei said casually while fighting a blue-skinned, hairy zombie: "If they copy your memory, I can help you sue them!"
"Solution! Tieke Wuji!"
The dragon-patterned guitar in Jin Yuanfeng's hand once again turned into a white electric guitar and started playing, blocking the sound waves of the zombie Jin Yuanfeng on the opposite side.
"Hey, are you me?"
Jin Yuanfeng also shouted curiously, if the person opposite also had his own memory, how would that person feel about becoming a zombie?
Before the zombie Jin Yuanfeng could speak, Reed had already come over. He looked at Jin Yuanfeng across from him and looked at the zombie Jin Yuanfeng. He asked curiously: "Is that your twin brother?"
"I don't know, I have no memory of being a human being."
Zombie Jin Yuanfeng looked curiously at this human being who was exactly the same as himself. He felt salivating and drool flowed from between his teeth.
Reed suddenly realized, no wonder the zombie head just couldn't say anything.
Jin Yuanfeng also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no memory of him on the other side.
So two Jin Yuanfeng played electric guitars in the center of the battlefield, while the zombie heroes and players around them were dancing with swords and swords, various energy waves, sword energy, ghosts, heat rays, roars, and bites, making it a chaotic dance of demons.
"Hufufu!" Hu Yifei gasped and put her hands on her knees: "You are really good, but I can't beat you. Come back next time."
The stone man snorted coldly: "Next time, there will be no next time, I will definitely eat you!"
Hu Yifei gave the stone man a delicate middle finger with her backhand, then turned around and ran away.
"Don't run!"
The stone man was furious and kicked the ground with his feet, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.
Hu Yifei spotted a half-disabled Wolverine and kicked him in the head, giving him a concussion. Then he hit him with a red cannon and burned him into an iron lump.