Chapter 5 Second Kill

The inertia of parking made half of the car lean forward. Before digesting the news just now, the school bus was parked in front of the collapsed bus station.

"We need to use the past."

Chen Qinghe put down the handbrake, picked up a simple short spear on his schoolbag, and walked out of the driver's seat.

Walking past?

What an international joke!

Looking around the school bus, in addition to copying the general devastated street scene, the wide road of the eight lanes and the unidentified sidewalks on both sides can find the dead bodies attracted by the sound of brakes at will. Now getting off the car is simply looking for death!

However, when everyone found that the straight road extended to the end of the intersection, the car "corpse" seemed to be pushed by the tsunami, and the road was completely blocked at the end.

Vehicles can't drive from 20 meters ahead, only walking!

"The wreckage will arrive in a minute at most."

"Now you need something that can be used as a weapon, not fear, but from nearby." Chen Qinghe was full of fear in the car, and he opened the door and took the lead.

Weapon!!

The dead body has approached, and no one is willing to stay in the school bus equivalent to the nature of the coffin, either climbing the window or rushing to the door. Suddenly, more than 40 people rushed out of the car in chaos.

The anchored bus,

A side-down truck, a small supermarket,

Private cars, sporting goods stores, hardware stores.

All the people were like headless flies, rushing into places where they thought they could find weapons in panic.

The front of the deformed front of the Jinlong school bus -

Chen Qinghe sucked the slightly scorching air, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the dead bodies around him. He had already smelled the familiar and disgusting smell of blood from afar.

Rotten and smelly.

The source of these stench is distributed within a few hundred meters of the radius of the school bus, and some of the shocked remains. The mouth of the bones stained with black and broken meat are stiffly open up and down, and the bone teeth rub against each other and make a sound of rattling. It can be seen that the last "picnic" has been over for a period of time.

"About ten."

Chen Qinghe quickly calculated the number of dead bodies nearby. His eyelids sank slightly and moved forward without delay, even if a dead body less than 20 meters away could not be placed in his eyes.

I don't know how much he has killed this kind of garbage!

He left his classmate who was still busy looking for weapons, raised a simple short spear and walked towards a dead body.

At this moment, only a few people noticed him.

Huang Zicheng found a saber in a Harley heavy machine that fell on the side of a walkway tree, picked up the backpack left by the driver, turned over the roadside guardrail, and walked after Chen Qinghe.

Roar!

The dead body suddenly leaped out of the box behind the burning Mazda, and the smell of food stimulated its hunger instinct. The two blood-like eyes focused on Chen Qinghe.

Raise your arms and wave your claws.

Brutal force brings the whistling wind and grabs Chen Qinghe's head - it wants to crush it, and then enjoy the taste of this human brain like a wild bear obsessed with honey.

"Ah!!"

The sudden appearance of the dead body made many girls looking for weapons near Chen Qinghe scream. Their faces turned pale and seemed to foresee the scene of their heads being torn apart in the next second.

However, Chen Qinghe, the target, calmly retreated half a step, turned his face, dodged the grasp of the dead body, and only made a counterattack-

Force your right arm and hold the end of the simple spear.

... Then, use the front-end vise to accurately sweep the slender, distinct bone neck of the dead skeleton.

Puffy!

It is neither a ruptured skull nor a splash of brain tissue.

Under the unbelievable gaze, the slender neckbone of the dead body, like fragile paper, immediately broke into two large pieces, and the ferocious skull fell under the action of gravity.

Quiet, just like witnessing an incredible phenomenon!

"Something that is not banned."

Chen Qinghe stepped on the dead skull that rolled down to his feet and squinted at the simple short spear in his hand. The tape entangled tongs at the front end had been banded three times. He secretly said, "The action like just now can't be used three times at most."

"How is this possible!?"

As soon as Duan Ren came from the sporting goods store, he was dressed as a hockey player. Before he found the right equipment, he was shocked by Chen Qinghe's fierceness.

Others are also dumbfounded!

The scorpus of killing people, who regard human beings as meat and beasts, is so simple to be solved in front of their eyes, and it is also a second kill. This visual impact is incredible.

Huang Zicheng came behind Chen Qinghe.

He looked deeply at Chen Qinghe, who complained that the weapon was not good and was ready to find another guy to take advantage of.

Wang Zhou, who joined halfway, may have fundamentally changed their impression of their old classmates because of Chen Qinghe's shocking four-seat driving skills along the way, but few people will find a terrible fact that Chen Qinghe's understanding of monsters has reached the extreme!

It's not just an understanding of monster habits, it's that simple.

Instead, it forms an instinct, which is developed by slaughtering monsters hundreds of times. It is familiar with each of their reactions, and the body can subconsciously make any counterattacks.

This is the real horror of Chen Qinghe!!

Even the thoughtful Wang Zhou has not thought of it for the time being, but Huang Zicheng, who has been following Chen Qinghe all the way, is the best witness who has not made people feel the horror for the time being.

"Do you see it clearly?"

Chen Qinghe held a simple short spear on his side, and the wind blew his bangs upside down. For the first time, he showed his strength to have a different figure in his black eyes, like the silence coming from the sea of corpses and blood.

A kind of temperament that is as motionless as a mountain and holds everything.

Huang Zicheng shook his head silently. The scene just now was so sudden that the dead body rushed out and was killed in a second. The whole process can be described as an electric flint.

"Since there is nothing--"

Before the words fell, Chen Qinghe's mouth was cold, and a blood was approaching with a breeze.

He strode forward with his right leg, and then suddenly took three steps in a row!

In front of Chen Qinghe, a dead body with half a small intestine in his mouth and covered with black blood rushed to attack. He saw him pierce the slender bone and neck of the dead body with a spear, moving smoothly.

creaking, the sound of bone cracking is soft in the ear.

Another huge bone fell to the ground, and Huang Zicheng was shocked. Looking at Chen Qinghe's thin face, a light word echoed in his ear--

"Then I'll repeat it again!"

Chen Qinghe stopped in front of a Chevrolet with a spear. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Dihao Hotel at ten o'clock in the southwest. He frowned slightly and seemed to be meditating something.

"Can you teach me?"

Huang Zicheng is sincere and asks for advice.

"Any life has weaknesses, and the dead bodies are no exception!"

"The body structure of the dead skeleton is similar to that of a skeleton. It takes a lot of effort to kill it in general, but it is not without weaknesses. Although the whole body is hard like a tortoise shell, the neck is like a woman. Jiao. Tender. **It's as hot as it is!" Chen Qinghe stopped looking at the Crystal Gate, which was knocked open by the No. 29 bus, from the Emgrand Hotel.

"No skill!"

"As long as it's fast enough, just seize the opportunity!"

Chen Qinghe looked down at the simple short spear that was about to be scrapped.

hiss.

The tongs were pulled from the almost completely banded tape, and Chen Qinghe held it in his hand.

The fighting movement attracted more attention from the dead bodies. Suddenly, the dead bodies were surrounded by Chen Qinghe in all directions, and nearly 50 were carefully counted.

"No matter what happens later."

"Remember to hold your breath and run to the Imperial Hotel as fast as possible."

Chen Qinghe and Yu Guang stared at Huang Zicheng to help potential people like the sports committee, which is far more valuable than the cannon fodder students behind him who only know how to take it.

"You have to do..."

Huang Zicheng's eyes were puzzled, and his voice had not been heard.

Peng!

Chen Qinghe leaned into the Chevrolet driver's seat with his right hand and hit the car's loudspeaker with a vise in his hand. Suddenly, he was deafening and sounded like a blood cuckoo singing on the devastated street.

Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar!!!!!!

Roar, roar——

It only belongs to the hollow of the dead, hoarse and sad screams of the dead, as if it was intensified by the abrupt sound of the car, causing their only instinct to burn, and gathered from all directions.

Ten sets,

Fifty sets, one hundred sets,

Two hundred, three hundred, four hundred... The number has soared, like the black wave coming quickly.