Chapter 21 Violent Abusing Corpse War

"I'm wrong..." Looking at Brother Long, who was coming aggressively, the lost man with infinite vitality suddenly had no face and squatted down, as if he had met a young whoring * guest of the anti-pornography and non-commissioner group.

What's wrong with you? Brother Long really wants to ask this, but he has no position to ask at all.

"Ah..." The dumped lost man suddenly jumped up again, angry and tearful, "I'm a zombie now. What am I afraid of? I'm a zombie. Who dares to say that I don't have a man's temperament? Who dares to say, I, I..."

Brother Long still couldn't help it and stopped in front of the awakening zombie. "Hey, I said, are you still a man? I, I, I, I, I!"

"I, I..." The momentum that had finally ran out was scared away by Brother Long's tough style.

At this time, the conflict between humans and zombies also officially began. There were no weapons and the speed was slow. In the face of more than 40 red-eyed violent young men, more than 150 zombies were like civilians facing thugs. One by one, they were blown up. Even if two unlucky people were accidentally pounced on by zombies, they were immediately attacked by the surroundings. The partner rescued him. As a result, after destroying more than 20 zombies, the most injured guy just accidentally fell and broke his head...

"I, I... Don't underestimate me!" The sudden roar of the lost man made Brother Long give up the idea of communicating with this poor guy.

Because just after he roared, the breath of the whole body completely changed, from a fearful and timid feeling of a sudden villain gaining power to completely crazy bloodthirsty. Moreover, the zombies who could still move in the whole zombie group roared up to the sky. Xia Feng and the others were immediately scared and retreated.

Although I don't understand what happened, it is certain that it is definitely not good for Brother Long. Brother Long swept away with a knife at the neck of the zombie's head. It must be decided quickly. It was the first time to have an unprepared conflict. God opened his eyes just to make a feeling. The frustrated idiot brought more than 150 ordinary losses to death. If you say that you want to save this lost young man and talk to him for a while, it's really not worth the loss!

"Steel iron bone!" The lost man shouted unavoidablely resisted Brother Long's knife.

Although it is said that there is no brittle sound that really cuts on steel, it is an indisputable fact that this knife only shakes the loss of the man's body and there is no substantial damage.

Seeing that Brother Long's knife had no effect, he lost the arrogant man and laughed wildly, "Hahaha, the police at the police station can't even pierce my body with a gun. Do you want to cut me with a broken knife? Dream, just go to hell!"

Dodging the random beating of the lost man, the dragon's brain turned quickly and had a headache. Although the knife just now was just for speed and stability, it was absolutely no problem to cut off a zombie's head, but now this guy can use such a horrible ability. What's going on? Isn't it hard to say whether the ability is strong or not is the right thing with energy? Feeling that there is far more energy flow in his body than the loss of a man, Brother Long is brain-racked. Although there is absolutely no problem with his own safety, the problem is the blow to morale just now. Many people look at the zombies with more and more fear in their eyes. Even Brother Long dodges and radicalized around him. Ordinary zombies have been cleaned up a lot, and they have not improved their morale much.

"Damn, I'm afraid of hair. It's just one guy who is powerful. Aren't the other guys just faster? I can't. So many of us can't do anything about him. Damn it, if he can't kill him, he will tie him up and pour him into the concrete!" The crazy side of Xia Feng was also stimulated. The baseball bat dance in his hand was full of wind. At the same time, he had a craniotomy for three zombies!

"That's right, I'm afraid of hair!" Xue Zheng also got thicker, "These zombies won't be infected. We are playing with zombies besieging and abusing zombies, not playing biochemical crisis!"

"That's right, there are so many brothers here. As long as the second brother is not bitten off, you are afraid of hair, are you still afraid of being bitten to death?"

"I have a knife!"

"..."

The conflict between the thugs and the crazy civilians has heated up again, but the poor zombie civilians are still at an absolute downside, and the big heads have been opened one by one.

Brother Long's sense of failure arises spontaneously. Is it really not suitable for him to do things to boost morale? After taking the brigade out, they all thought that they were going to do training. At this time, they tried their best to kill the enemy, and the result was not as good as the roar of Xia Feng!

Son of a bitch, it almost humiliated me. Don't think that I'm afraid of you. "Take it!" He roared at a guy with a big felt hat on his head and threw a knife over.

"Buzz bang!"

The felt hat man looked at the Dongyang knife inserted diagonally into the ground from between his legs and kept drawing a cross in his heart. Amen, the cake seller, Brother Long is much more dangerous than a zombie!

However, the bird gun was immediately changed. The felt hat man casually threw the steel pipe into the zombie pile, pulled out the oriental knife and joined the regiment again.

The terrain near the commissary is very advantageous. The numerical advantage of the lost people cannot be brought into play at all. On the contrary, the number of human beings is much less. On the contrary, the zombies are faintly surrounded and steadily eliminated by the zombies with the absolute majority and the advantage of a few. Moreover, zombies without special abilities, or zombies without awakening, are no different from a slow-moving two fools. Although these two fools are slightly stronger and a little faster than just now, these still can't change them. They are a group of bare-handed two. The fact that you are a fool!

"Bang!" Brother Long grabbed the zombie man's neck with his right hand, "Your sister, I won't be angry. You think I'm a sick cat!" Fatty, block those guys, and this guy will be handed over to me!" After saying that, he ignored Wang Shijie's answer and ran away from the corpses with the zombies directly.

Sudden hand-to-hand attack, coupled with strong inertia, lost man (river crab... I sweat!) There was no power of resistance at all, so Brother Long rushed more than 30 meters and crashed into the carriage of a big truck!

"Steel iron bones? Huh? Hey hey, your brain is not steel, is it? Your internal organs are not iron, are they? Ah? Don't think that the knife can't cut you, and you will be invincible!"

I guess it was just enough to take it. The carriage of the truck was bumped into a large area, and some places even broke the door directly, which was dark!

"Call, you're screaming. I'm calling for you to listen to it!" Brother Long hit the carriage with the collar of the lost man in both hands.

"Bang-bang..." It can be confirmed that the zombie man's brain is indeed not steel. Under the continuous impact, he couldn't make any decent resistance at all. His hands hung weakly on both sides and swayed like a fluttering body!

"Call, call, call, call you, why don't you call? Ah?"

Fatty Wang looked at where Brother Long was violent from afar, and his liver trembled. "Brother Long, it's still so violent with bare hands!"

Gradually, the raging of the zombies became less and less. When the last zombie was split in the back of the head by Wang Fatty's Qinglong Yanyue kitchen knife, the zombie group announced that it was completely eliminated.

However, the battle on the other side, or the sandbag show, is still on...

"Bang..." Fatty Wang's eyelids jumped.

"Bang..." Xue Zheng's eyelids also jumped.

"Bang..." Xia Feng felt that his name as the number one batsman should be given to Brother Long.

Telegraph poles, trucks, brick walls, asphalt pavement... All the hard objects around can be baseball, the steel-boned zombie man is the bat, and our shirtless dragon brother is a well-deserved ace batsman.

"Wow... hairy, this guy's head is really hard!" Brother Long, who carried a zombie baseball stick, fully explained what it was called a rampage. After smashing everything within a radius of five meters into pieces, he finally stopped and carefully looked at the quality comparison between the club and the bat. "Damn, several pieces of cement wire poles have collapsed, but this product has fallen off except for the hair. A lot, there is no injury to the head! Should I say that the copycat is damned or should I say that the Chinese people are strong!"

Brother Long, you don't have to say anything! Everyone sweated and listened to Brother Long's complaints, and fully understood the decisive gap between people!

Brother Long, who stopped to gasp, suddenly noticed the people who had finished the battle, "Oh, have you finished cleaning up?"

"Uh-huh!" A group of people nodded like good babies.

"Damn, I really have no face. I haven't finished this mess yet!" Brother Long spit fiercely, rubbed his hands, and was ready to do a big fight. "It's hairy, how can it be soft if it's hard!" I don't believe it. I can't handle such a broken zombie today!"

Soft? Hearing Brother Long's words, a big question mark appeared on everyone's head? What's soft? Invite him to dinner? Buy him a drink? Or find him a beautiful girl?

"Bang!" Brother Long dropped the zombie men one by one, grabbed his shoulders and knelt down in front of everyone.

"Ha? Is it possible that Brother Jackie Chan wants to burn yellow paper with this guy? Wang Shijie put his elbow against the summer wind beside him and asked doubtfully, "Isn't there a good way to pour cement?"

"You are so cruel!" Xia Feng was also puzzled, but he pretended to be 13 and said, "This is the romance of warriors. You don't understand!"

"Yes, you don't understand the romance of warriors!" Xue Zheng also interrupted, but he was really thinking about the romance of the warrior? What the hell is that? Is it possible to achieve the back of the mountain or something?

However, next they knew what Brother Long wanted to do. In the meantime, Brother Long stepped on the lost man's leg with his right foot, his strong right arm bypassed his neck from behind, and his left arm was stuck on his right forearm and tightened tightly!

"Wo-ho..." The lost man suddenly woke up and struggled in vain by grasping Brother Long's arm with both hands.

"Hey!" Feeling the pain of losing the man, Brother Long increased his strength again. After fighting with Zhang Yun, the wound that had not been completely healed collapsed again, and the blood slowly soaked out.

Looking at the lost man kneeling there and Brother Long behind him, everyone was once again chilled by Brother Long. They clearly saw the return of human nature from the zombie man's eyes - fear, fear of death, and several sharp eyes even saw his lips trembling slightly, obviously saying "help"!

However, the ferocious Brother Long made them speechless and could not say anything at all. They could only watch so quietly and see how the evil spirits, who were more terrible than zombies, were fierce.

"Hey hey, I can't do it. If I had known that you also needed to breathe air, I would have done this long ago!" Feeling the resistance of the zombies in his arms getting weaker and weaker, Brother Long smiled proudly, "Hey hey hey, game..over!"

"Kka!" A crisp sound.

The man's head was sent forward suddenly, and his hands drooped weakly. I don't know if it was an illusion. Everyone felt that Brother Long seemed to laugh more happily and more excitedly!

"Ah..." Brother Long raised his hands in the sky, and his head flew high.

"Puff..." The fountain, bright red ** sprayed out, drenched on Brother Long's body, face, hands, mixed with his blood, raised, and then fell.

"Hahahaha, what about your steel bones? Didn't I die by the young master, hahahahahaha..." Brother Long, who held his hands high, laughed wildly. The headless body slowly fell down with Brother Long's laughter. The head rolled aside was covered with blood and dirt, which made people unable to distinguish, and no one wanted to distinguish.

It can be said that Brother Long, who is laughing wildly now, is more terrible than the feeling brought to them by zombies. Many people who didn't spit out the zombies turned their bodies and vomited up.

"This, I can't stand it anymore?" Fatty Wang also turned around with a pale face. His legs were very hard. He smiled and said, "Hahaha, you are far worse than me!" Er..."

"I feel that cement is better!" Xia Feng has a blue face.

"That's right, it's all suffoating, but at least there is a whole corpse..." Xue Zheng agreed!

Unfortunately, he looked down and saw an eyeball with a piece of flesh and blood nerves at his feet, and his pupils were staring at him. Then, Wang Shijie's stomach also churned, "Ouch..."

"What? What's wrong with you? I just killed the zombies and didn't vomit. Now I've finished everything. Are you pregnant girls? Did you do something first and then vomit?" Brother Long moved his joints casually and asked carelessly. He didn't feel that most of the immediate effect was because of him!

"Brother Long, give us some time first!" Xia Feng was powerless to support Xue Zheng, and Xue Zheng was also powerless to support Xia Feng... Brother Long thought evil!

It seems that we will continue to rest today! Oh, I obviously wanted to avoid these damn zombies so that I had to leave early to compress the rest time, but I didn't expect that I could take a rest because I killed the zombies first!

"Then go on, I'll go back to dinner first, hey! Life, life!" Brother Long left with a long sigh, leaving it to future generations. Er, no, it's a bleak back.

"...What does Brother Long sigh with?"

"Papa..."

"Ah, why do you always pat me on the head!"

"If you don't understand, just shut up and watch. Don't talk!"