The little fat man was shaking like chaff, staring at the door.
"trouble!"
Zhou Feng cursed secretly, then ordered the Black Wind Black Lion to take Fang Ruoqing to the bedroom, and then walked toward the door with the mastiff.
"By the way, come here too!"
When he reached the door, Zhou Feng suddenly stopped and said to the fat man behind him.
"Ah I?"
"No, no, no, hero, I am just an ordinary person, I have no fighting ability at all."
When the little fat man heard what Zhou Feng said, he panicked instantly.
Letting him go out to fight zombies is not like lighting a lamp in a manhole and looking for shit.
He even wondered if Zhou Feng was looking for an excuse to kill him.
"It's okay, come on!"
Zhou Feng didn't care what he thought, he was determined to make the little fat man follow.
"Woof woof..."
The mastiff didn't care about that much and kept barking at the little fat man. Looking at his posture, if he didn't get out, the mastiff would probably pounce on him and bite him to death.
"I, I'm going...I'm going..."
When the two people and the dog came outside and looked at the dense zombies crawling on the stairs, their scalps were all numb.
"Why are there so many..."
Zhou Feng also didn't expect that in just a few days, the number of zombies would skyrocket like a rocket.
Even in the previous life, the number of zombies did not increase so rapidly.
"Mastiff, hold the door."
"Fat man, come with me!"
Although he sighed in his heart, Zhou Feng didn't think too much.
Instead, he gave the order to the mastiff, pulled the little fat man and ran downstairs.
"Da, my hero, please spare my life! I don't want to die yet..."
The little fat man's calves were trembling.
Sure enough, Zhou Feng still wanted to kill him.
As soon as he goes out, he must run towards the zombies with him.
Can't you guard the gate well?
Why do you have to seek death?
But he didn't have a choice.
After all, Zhou Feng's strength prevented him from even thinking about resisting.
Moreover, there is a mastiff glaring at him behind him. That guy is now bigger than a cow and can blow him down even if he sneezes.
Fight it desperately?
Do not make jokes.
"Don't worry, I said I won't kill you, and I will never break my promise."
Zhou Feng didn't explain too much. The little fat man wouldn't believe it anyway. He would understand after a while.
"Shua..."
Just when a zombie appeared in front of Zhou Feng and was about to attack him, an undead zombie suddenly appeared next to him and stopped the zombie directly.
Then, a dozen undead zombies who had been waiting outside the door rushed into the zombie group on the stairs and began to intercept them.
"this……"
The little fat man was dumbfounded.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Zhou Feng was not lying.
He can really control zombies.
And it can control so many tools at one time.
If Zhou Feng has no upper limit, doesn't it mean that Zhou Feng can create a zombie army by himself?
This is too terrible!
If he was given enough time, wouldn't he be able to unify the world?
As if he felt the shock of the little fat man behind him, Zhou Feng explained: "There is an upper limit to the control of zombies, mainly related to my superpower."
"So our main goal this time is to hunt down those mutated super beasts with super power cores so that my divine patterns can be deeply awakened."
"And you need to be responsible for my treatment when I am injured, can you do it?"
After saying that, he seemed to think it was not enough, and added: "If you dare to betray me while you are healing, I don't mind breaking your legs and throwing you into the zombies. I just sent you a green tea today. I want to be eaten by the zombies bit by bit." It should taste good when dropped."
Listening to Zhou Feng's slightly joking words, the little fat man felt chills all over his body.
This guy is really crazy.
"No, no, no, hero, I will definitely play the role of wet nurse and serve you."
"I just hope that you will save my life. When I come back, I will definitely detoxify your girlfriend of the corpse poison."
In the face of life and death, the little fat man chose to believe Zhou Feng.
But he was not stupid. He knew that the girl who was poisoned by the corpse poison was very important to Zhou Feng, so he specifically mentioned the matter of detoxifying the corpse to prove his worth.
"It's easy to say, since I took you out, I will definitely take you back."
"Our lives have been tied together this whole way. I don't need to stress what we should do, right?"
The little fat man nodded like a fool: "I will be the hero's strong backing."
"Um!"
"Got to go!"
Zhou Feng nodded, warned the little fat man behind him, and dodged into the zombies.
"Pfft..."
"boom……"
Zombies fell in Zhou Feng's hands one after another, and then turned into his undead guards.
Although the little fat man has been following Zhou Feng, there are always one or two zombies who will take advantage of the gap to attack him.
At first he kept dodging.
It wasn't until a zombie failed to catch him and grabbed the little fat man's lower body that he suddenly exploded.
"Fuck your grandma, you want Fatty to annihilate his descendants, so go to hell!"
The little fat man roared angrily, picked up the fallen stainless steel guardrail stick, and thrust it towards the zombie's eyeball.
"Pfft..."
Blood sprayed all over his face like tomato juice.
However, the little fat man was not as frightened as before. Instead, with a ferocious face, he stabbed the fallen zombie hard, directly piercing the stick through the zombie's eyes, and his brains were dried out.
"Die to the fat man!"
Then, Zhou Feng saw a fat figure rushing into the group of zombies on the stairs.
A man stabbed a zombie in the eye with a stick.
And it is so powerful that every blow can pierce the zombie's head.
"Sure enough, fat people are all potential stocks!"
Zhou Feng said something like a sigh, no longer hesitated, continued to harvest zombies, and controlled the dead zombies to become his own undead guards.
Ever since he swallowed the mastiff's superpower core, he still doesn't know where his limits are, so he just took the opportunity to test them this time.
Two figures, one fat and one thin, shuttled back and forth in the stairs, and soon they cleared away the zombies in the stairs.
"Hoo ho ho... I'm so tired... I'm so tired, Fatty!"
After walking out of the unit door, Zhou Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the fat man next to him who was also sweating profusely, and praised him: "It's okay, fat man, he is a man."
The little fat man was so tired that he was out of breath and couldn't speak clearly. When he heard Zhou Feng complimenting him, he responded arrogantly on the spot: "That's not true. Fatty has never been embarrassed before..."
As he spoke, he seemed to sense something was wrong.
When he turned around, he found Zhou Feng staring at him with a smile on his face, and he was instantly frightened.
The sweat on his body shrank back: "What, hero, Fatty...oh no, I'm bragging. Thanks to the hero's great power, otherwise I would have died long ago."
Zhou Feng didn't care about his attitude. He glanced at the zombies and supernatural beasts that were gradually gathering in the distance, looked at the little fat man and asked, "Can your superpower restore the superpower in my body?"
