Chapter 54 The backhand is a big trick

  【What to communicate with them, how to communicate with them? 】

   Those who engage in art have somewhat different brain structures from ordinary people.

  Cen Qing took a deep breath and clearly felt the looseness of the ground.

  While Wilder's howling continued, Cen Qing was so angry that he slapped his pocket.

   Zombies are already very stressful, but you still let it go!

   If you don't catch me, who will you bite?

   "Shut up!"

   Cen Qing slapped him on the forehead, and the voice was still clear.

   OK, a good voice is a good start.

  Jin Siwen turned on the flashlight, and everyone's sight gradually became clear.

   The one holding Wilder's ankle is not a giant python, but a skeleton hand.

  There are also densely crawling maggots on it.

   This made Wilder, who was a bit of a clean freak, feel his scalp tingle even more.

   Fortunately, the wolf boy next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stuffed a piece of rabbit skin that had just been peeled off into Wilder's mouth.

  Wild, who ate a mouthful of rabbit fur, was full of whirling eyes.

  He has never been wronged like this since he was a child!

   But looking at Shang Cen Qing and Jin Siwen's threatening eyes, he held back his tears and grievances.

  Didn’t the oriental sages say that villains and girls are hard to raise?

  He confessed!

   Pulling out the dagger at his waist neatly, Cen Qing chopped off the skeleton hand.

  Although Wilder was temporarily free, the loosening of the underground soil became more obvious.

   Pata—

  A tombstone is pushed out of the ground.

   Immediately afterwards, the tombstones in the entire cemetery were pushed to the ground like bone nomi cards.

   Some "people" only have skeletons left, and some "people" still have a few taels of flesh on their bodies.

  The face is terrifying, and maggots are attached to the bones.

  Some of them were stars sought after by tens of millions of people, and some were artists who won awards...

   But at this moment, these walking dead have lost their sense of self.

   Driven by flesh and blood and desire!

   This cemetery has buried thousands of people at least, and it is not an ordinary tricky thing to deal with.

   But fortunately, everyone reacted quickly and concentrated on firing.

  Under the suppression of firepower, it can still do a job with ease.

   "Slap on the head! What's the use of hitting its limbs?"

   Watching Wilde fight for a long time without killing a single zombie, instead wasting a lot of bullets.

   Cen Qing was another big pusher when he started.

   "But she was hailed as the most beautiful woman in the world in the last world."

   Facing the face that hadn't been completely corroded, Wilder couldn't help it.

   This is someone his father and even his grandparents like.

   "Then shall I send you to kiss her?"

  Cen Qingming maintained a smile on his face, but his indifferent eyes still made Wilder cower.

   All right, he can't afford to mess with this woman!

   Afraid of being slapped.

   "I think this method will work."

  Jin Siwen neatly twisted the neck of the zombie in front of him.

   There is a posture of throwing Wilder into the pile of zombies.

   "Well, I don't think it's that pretty anymore."

   After all, a zombie with its **** mouth wide open doesn't have that sense of beauty.

  Wilder raised his arm and shot it in the head.

   But as many as Cen Qing killed, how many crawled out of the cemetery.

   There was a steady stream of corpses lying on the ground in piles.

   It can't be killed at all!

  Puzo opened the electronic map and led the team members to retreat according to the above route.

   Just when they wanted to go through the forest, a large number of zombies wandered in the woods.

   "When did they come up?"

   Obviously there were only a few sporadic ones when they passed through the forest just now!

  Dozens of ice thorns condensed in Jin Siwen's palm, and hit them directly on the forehead.

  In an instant, more than a dozen zombies fell to the ground.

  But soon there were new zombies rushing up.

  By the light of the flashlight, Cen Qing looked at the footprints at the foot of the hillside, frowning.

"What's wrong?"

   Feeling something was wrong with her, Puzo asked.

   "They all move in our direction, like marionettes being manipulated..."

  There are not many zombies in the suburbs.

  The emergence of large quantities is definitely not an accident!

   Rather…artificial.

   "You mean someone is manipulating these zombies!"

  Thinking of this, Pu Zuo frowned.

  Although they had plenty of bullets, they were pinched from front to back, so it was difficult to guarantee that no accidents would happen.

   "Just a guess."

  She could think of this because she had read the original book with this ability setting.

  Mind control, spiritual ability.

   Not only zombies, even high-level psychics can completely control humans.

   My back breaks out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.

  The gunshots kept ringing in my ears, and everyone's guns were on fire all the time, not daring to stop at all.

   "What the **** are these things, you can't kill them all!"

  Even Lukes traded his beloved sniper rifle for a light machine gun.

  But they can barely control the situation and prevent them from falling into a disadvantage.

  The mechanical sound of the system kept ringing in his head, and Cen Qing's force value rose to 100.

   Speed ​​and strength have been significantly improved.

  At least carrying a Gatling is not a problem!

   But in the face of thousands of zombies, the fire coverage is particularly pale.

   Cen Qing not only had to clear the obstacles in front of him, but also had to pay attention to that wolf boy.

   "Hey, you can't eat that thing!"

   Grabbing his collar, Cen Qing pulled him to her side.

   But he was still holding the severed limb of the zombie in his hand, and his black eyes were still stained with a little irritability.

   "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

  He wailed for a long time, but Cen Qing didn't understand half a word.

   Instead, he threw the severed limb out.

   Unexpectedly, it was replaced by the roar of a wolf boy.

   Cen Qing focused on dealing with the zombies in front of him, and one of them was bitten on the arm by a wolf boy as if venting his anger without paying attention.

   Tsk, dead child.

  The appearance of this food protector is really comparable to that of a wolf cub.

  Sudden tooth marks were imprinted on his arm, but fortunately, he was still decent and did not bite blood.

   But Cen Qing is not used to his problems!

   Grabbed his collar and slid up, regardless of whether he could understand or not, he said word by word,

   "Eat it and you'll be like them!"

   "I don't want to go back and send you to God with my own hands!"

   Perhaps Cen Qing's deterrence had an effect, the wolf boy whined twice and hung his head.

  It seems that he also knows that he has done something wrong.

  Kaba—

   Cen Qing pulled the trigger, but the familiar recoil did not come.

   Just as she was about to change the magazine, a zombie suddenly attacked behind her.

   With his **** mouth open, he rushed towards her with all his teeth and claws.

   Tsk, the stench can be smelled ten meters away.

   kicked it aside, but the zombies behind seemed to have sensed her weakness, and turned their targets one after another.

  These brainless zombies all rushed towards Cen Qing as if they had received some kind of order.

   While Cen Qing was fighting hand to hand, she didn't know where to throw the clip in her hand.

   Fortunately, the pistol had plenty of bullets, but it was obviously not enough to withstand hundreds of zombies.

  (end of this chapter)