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Looking at the approaching way out ahead, his tense face relaxed a little, and a smile began to appear at the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Yuting howled aside: "Exit, exit! ~~~" bounced from the seat of the car, and the exhaustion screamed.

He laughed and said, "It seems that my passenger's mood fluctuates a lot, hehe! ~~~~" Despite Zhang Yuting's behavior, he accelerated the speed of the car and rushed over.

Just as he and Zhang Yuting were about to throw themselves into the arms of the goddess of victory, a heavy truck suddenly felt a shocking force. The truck was attacked and the wheels vibrated strongly from the ground.

"What is it!" He looked back with angry cold eyes.

I saw a strange-sized zombie, with broken claws climbing tightly to the edge of the car and climbing towards the carriage.

My heart beat violently, and my eyes stayed on the strange zombie a few more times.

The ratio of the forelimbs to the legs is seriously unbalanced, the arms reach the knee position, and the ten sharp steel claws at the end of the thick arms, each steel sword is chilling from afar. The zombies leaned against the edge of the car, and each small movement left dozens of deep holes in the thick steel plate. The steel plate is as untouchable as thin paper climbing in the claws of zombies. His eyes swept down, and he saw that the blood stain on the zombie had condensed, forming a thick layer of blood armor attached to his body. A large blood hole in the abdominal cavity made bursts of muffled roars, which made people extremely uncomfortable to hear as if Ye Jing was crying.

"Attack!" The zombie's hind limbs were stable, and his forelimbs burst out with a huge force, loosening the body and galloping straight to the position of his carriage like a train.

His eyes were not far away from the zombie, and he subconsciously hit the line plate. The zombies hit the air and rushed into the air and quickly landed on the origin of the card.

Zhang Yuting looked at the zombies on the opposite side and lightly fell to a side road. After touching the hard asphalt road, ten sharp steel blades fell in. His heart was full of shock and he staggered, "What kind of monster is it?"

I escaped the fatal blow of the zombie and readjusted the car body to escape. The cow replied with a thunderous voice: "The pursuer!"

"What is a pursuer!" Before Zhang Yuting finished speaking, the strong thrust behind him raised the speed of the heavy truck to another level.

Free your hand to debug the rearview mirror and see the scene behind you. He said, "Let's talk about it later!"

The pursuer, a powerful pseudo-zombie in the zombie army, known for its cunning characteristics. I like to hide ordinary corpses, and the appearance is similar to them. Passing by the convoy of corpse hunters, he suddenly transformed into a flexible zombie with strong limbs. In terms of comprehensive combat effectiveness, the pursuer belongs to the C-type growing zombies in the corpse of the opposite sex. But the pursuer's high growth depends entirely on its unnatural intelligence and cunning nature, which makes him stand out from the growing zombies of F-type slag. Therefore, it is called a C-shaped pseudo-zombie by the corpse hunter.

Growing zombies are comments on some unique types of zombies in the zombie army. There are 5 levels in total. F-type E-type D-type B-type A is to comment on the strength, intelligence, combat effectiveness and so on all aspects of zombies. The growth of zombies in the same class is also very different, including F-type and D-type. In the face of zombies of the same level and different growth levels, the dangers will be very different. For example, Lord-level E-type growth zombies, in addition to some unique physical abilities, two or three handsome corpse hunters can be easily killed. But if it is not an E-growth zombie, it is a D-growth zombie. The growth is only one level. At that time, it is not enough for two or three corresponding level corpse hunters to deal with it. They must be sent out king-level corpse hunters to fight. Fortunately, the zombies with the strength of various classes generally exist in the low growth rate of F-type E-type D. This may be the fairness of heaven, but there are also scarce B-type A zombies that destroy the growth of heaven and earth.

The lightning in his mind quickly recalled a myth that had been circulating for a long time in his previous life. In the middle of the end of the world, one day in July, an unprecedented wave of corpses broke out in the central China mainland. The murderer was a demon-level zombie with A sexual growth. This news completely subverted the original concept of the world, and the most powerful zombies in the end of the world are no more than lords. But the devil-level zombies appeared in front of everyone. It caused a devastating blow to thousands of gathering places of different sizes. Finally, the provisional government used scarce missile power, and the carpet strike pulled back the line of human extinction.

After finding A-type growth demon-level zombies, a series of studies have come to a surprising conclusion. The brain tissue necroticized by zombies regained its vitality, and its intelligence reached the age of 20, which shocked the land of China for a while.

The growth of zombies is not only improved in intellectual strength, but also more desperate. Zombies with higher growth are as talented and intelligent as human beings, taller than zombies of the same level...

Of course, the pursuer is also the kind of zombie that the corpse hunter team hates most and is often attacked. The pursuer hides among the corpses. The corpse hunter drives away to hunt zombies and has to break through the corpse group from time to time. At this time, the pursuers hidden in it will attack a convoy with fire, thus surrendering the members of the corpse hunter's convoy and besieging thousands of corpses.

As long as he is a rational corpse hunter leader, he will abandon the attacked vehicle to protect the whole convoy. If the convoy stops to rescue the ambushed vehicle, the whole group will face a devastating blow and will not be spared in the end.

From here, the pursuers are indeed cunning and gnashing their teeth.

In his anger, he slapped the wire plate and scolded, "TMD, this type C pseudo-zombie of the pursuer is not the product of the second day of the doomsday black calendar. Now there are still three or four days left before the second black February. How can it be?" Questions in my mind.

After the outbreak of the end of the world, the original Gregorian calendar was abandoned and the intriguing black calendar was adopted. Black January, Black February, Black Tide one year... One day is not in the scope of statistics, because every whole month, after a whole year, is the day when zombies strengthen their strength...

Converting all the doubts in his heart into the power to escape in front of him, the accelerator exploded under his feet, and the heavy truck rushed out of a bloody road, broke through the corpses in front of him, and rushed out in a flash.

" hiss! ~~~~" The pursuer's attack failed, and his heart was furious, and the blood hole in his chest made a sharp roar like an iron sign across the glass. He jumped up, poured a thousand pounds of force into his forelimbs, grabbed hundreds of gravel on the hard road under his body, and rushed out of the heavy truck like a string and arrow.

After learning about the enemy's family, there was no drag beside him, and the burden in his heart was also relieved.

He pulled out a trace of the corner of his eyes and looked at the rapidly attacking pursuer. His steering wheel suddenly hit, and the tire moved away from the three-inch body.

"Dong! ~~" The pursuer took off the air raid, and the hard gliding trajectory made it change at all. Looking at the heavy truck that dodged at the flash speed, his body continued to attack forward.

"Oh! ~~~" The pursuer's blood eyes caught the empty position in front of him, and the blood hole between his chest roared sharply.

"Oh! ~~~" The dull sharp body pierced sounded.

At the moment of the pursuer's attack, I have made the next step to avoid it. However, when I saw the upturned spikes in the damaged isolation belt in front of me, I changed my plan at zero.

As soon as the body was hidden, the pursuers took the initiative to send it on. The sharp iron pipe instantly pierced the zombie body, the shoulder position was a bowl-sized blood hole, and the blood flew through.

"Wo! ~~" The pursuer was frustrated and was trapped in the top bone of the iron pipe and howled in pain.

"The pursuer zombies actually have a sense of pain. It seems that there is a good way!" Suddenly, there was a killing of zombies that put me in danger.

"Roar~~~~" After the pursuer roared angrily several times, a pair of ferocious blood eyes aimed at the galloping heavy truck ahead. Use the steel claw at the end of the right arm to cut it at the shoulder.

"Oh! ~~" The pursuer howled, and the claws of the body cut the open wound at the position of the shoulder blade, detached from the iron pipe nailed the body, and rushed out with a scream on his limbs.