Chapter 1399 Is that my head?

"you're awake?"

  Yin Ze glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "Did you find something?"

  Otherwise, with her temperament, it would be impossible to open her eyes at this time and look at the dark outside with a serious face.

   "The smell of blood is heavy, and it is estimated that you have to abandon the car and walk after driving a distance."

The number of corpses on the road increased with the aggravating fishy smell. Twenty minutes later, Yin Ze's driving speed was significantly slower, and the sports car behind him gradually slowed down, and they also realized that something was wrong. The expressions of several people were not much better, and it seemed that they did not expect that they were approaching the Shura Field before they reached their destination.

   When they could not rely on the car to move forward and had to abandon the car, Mu Jing asked Yuan Lin to take care of Mu Yang, got out of the car, put one hand in his pocket, and looked up at the pile of corpses in front of him.

Rao is a few people who have seen a lot of corpses, when they saw the pile of corpses in front of them, which were in different degrees of decay, and were seven or eight meters high, they couldn't help covering their mouths and turning their eyes away. A way to divert attention to suppress that urge to gag.

The blood dripping on the ground had long since dried up, forming a dark color that was very depressing under the night. Mu Jing took out his flashlight and shone on the corpse pile. He looked at the exposed rotting faces with good eyesight, and said calmly: " There are zombies piled under this pile of corpses, and the upper part is human, which is a bit interesting."

  Especially there is a sharpened wooden stick at the top, and a stick is stuck at the top of the stick... oh?

   took out a more powerful flashlight from his bag and lit it at it. He smiled and said, "Is that my head?"

"……what?"

Yin Ze followed her line of sight and found that the picture of Mu Jing, whose face was peeled off, was sticking crookedly to the size of her face, and she also had a long gray wig that was crooked as if it could be blown off by the wind at any time. When he lifted his head, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said, "What did your enemy do?"

   "I have no enemies."

   Mu Jing looked at the head with a hint of admiration, listened to the gasping sounds behind him that also found clues, and said to Zhou Qiyang: "Sunshine Bancao, trouble you?"

   finally showed the shame of being called Bancao, is there an upgraded version?

   Zhou Qiyang, who obeyed the order, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly and told himself that this must be an assessment of his face, and he would get used to it.

Looking at the head that was taken down by the vines, Mu Jing, who had already put on gloves, didn't mind the **** thing that even had no scalp at all. It should have been taken from her student ID card after ripping it off. Cinch Zhao looked at it, "Which one is not good, why do you want to get the one I have acne on?"

   Her skin condition has always been stable, and there are only a handful of times that she has acne, and this...

   "Is my junior high school photo still pretty?"

   "...Brother Jing, it doesn't seem to be a question of good looks now, someone is targeting you!"

  Yuan Lin pointed to the photo where the eyes were poked into two black holes, "This person is too vicious, he even poked your eyes with countless stars into black holes!"

   This rainbow fart made Zhou Qiyang push him directly behind him, and then said, "This person seems to know that you are going this way?"

   "Yeah, I seem to know..."

Mu Jing seemed to know something. He held the head with one hand, tore off the wig, and then opened the already cut skull in front of them. When he saw what was lying inside, he hummed. The voice was cold enough to drop slag, "There is a kind."

   (end of this chapter)