Hamilton muttered, and a look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face. The computing speed of the optical brain in his body was maintained at 5%. In this state, he had an expression that was no different from ordinary people.
He put one hand around the girl who was unconscious due to fright in his arms, and used the other big hand to grab at the back at a weird angle. No matter which part of the zombie he caught, the moment his palm came into contact with the zombie's body, his five fingers suddenly Use your strength, pinch tightly and then pull hard.
The zombie lying on Hamilton's back was already thin, and with the strength of the bionic human guard, he actually grabbed the entire zombie in the air and lifted it high above his head.
Without even looking at the zombie struggling in his hands, he looked at a trash can on the side of the road, exerted force on his arm, and threw the uninvited guest in easily.
"Boom!"
There was just a muffled sound, and the zombie's shriveled and thin body was like a big bag of garbage, falling steadily into the trash can on the street. The momentum brought by the inertia directly smashed the entire trash can to pieces, and the contents inside were smashed. Garbage was scattered everywhere.
The zombies that were thrown out didn't seem to realize what was happening. They stayed stunned on the garbage-filled ground for a few seconds, then howled in anger and charged again in the direction of Hamilton.
"The solution is to crush the knee joints of the secondary infected body, which can effectively slow down the opponent's attack speed and will not cause an excessive increase in Minkowski's units."
The optical brain in the body quickly provided a solution. This amount of calculation does not require much calculation at all, five percent is more than enough.
Nodding slightly, Hamilton put the girl on his left shoulder, turned sideways, and adopted a one-sided shoulder-resistance posture, using the right side of his body to face the oncoming zombies.
Bend your knees and lower your shoulders, stretch out your right palm, tighten your waist, and pull back your left heel slightly.
At this moment, Hamilton's whole demeanor changed completely, as if he had transformed into a martial arts master, with every move and move showing his unpredictability.
"Baji-split!"
Seeing the zombie's shriveled body close at hand, Hamilton shouted loudly. He ducked and narrowly avoided the zombie's attack. He smacked the heel of his right hand and hit the zombie's knee joint quickly and powerfully.
A clear sound of bones shattering, accompanied by a slight sound of ligaments breaking, came from the zombie's knees. The visible deflection angle of the knee joints under the attack was actually directly shifted from its original position, losing its proper position. Supporting effect.
The zombie's body also missed due to the forward attack, and the knee joint was slapped by the heel of the palm. The whole body was like a top being whipped by a whip, spinning out of control, and landed behind Hamilton with a plop.
After this slap, the bionic human with a black appearance showed no breathing disorder, as if he had not made any violent movements at all.
But if someone were to touch his chest at this time, they would find that at the heart of this protective bionic human being, the temperature of the skin was significantly higher than that of ordinary people, reaching a high temperature of nearly 40 degrees Celsius.
And that position is where the core of energy that supports Hamilton's normal operation lies.
Just like a peerless master in a movie who has finished his move, Hamilton doesn't even look at the fallen animal behind him.
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The zombie got up, gently hugged the girl on his shoulders again, and walked steadily forward.
The zombie not far away struggled to get up and wanted to attack Hamilton again, but it was surprised to find that no matter how hard it tried, its body could not leave the ground.
The leg of the zombie that was struck by the heel of the palm has been bent, and the meniscus seems to be completely shattered. Under the zombie's constant struggle, it looks like a broken wooden leg, showing a strange angle. Beside the thigh.
Unless this thin zombie knows how to maintain its balance when standing on one leg, the remaining leg will not be enough to support it to stand up again.
At this time, the zombie's constant roar in the air has become an irrelevant joke. It can only use its hands to pull hard on the concrete floor, dragging its weak body and crawling towards the prey ahead.
But this speed was no threat to Hamilton, who was walking fast. Soon, the zombie wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown was left behind.
After the man's figure disappeared at a corner of the street, he had completely gotten rid of the hunter who had stolen the chicken and lost the rice.
Just after Hamilton walked into the corner, a siren sounded not far from the street, and police cars with flashing red and blue colors roared over and quickly surrounded the group of zombies eating the woman's body on the ground.
The time now is around six o'clock in the evening on May 3, and the order in N City has not yet collapsed. However, the calls for help and the constant ringing of alarm calls have made these people's public servants who maintain public security a little anxious.
"I said Master, this is the fourth riot incident that our branch has received today. Do you think these people are full? If you don't enjoy a good holiday, why do you have to go out on the street to bite people? …”
In a police car that also had red and blue flashing lights, a young police officer who looked about twenty-five or six years old was holding the steering wheel with both hands and muttering something. Judging from his appearance, he probably just The rookie who just graduated from the police academy has not experienced any big storms.
"Huh, who knows, maybe you have a nervous breakdown due to too much pressure in life. I heard that the stock price of a biopharmaceutical company has fallen sharply recently. These crazy and biting lunatics may be the investors who have been trapped... …”
Next to the young police officer, in the passenger seat, sat a middle-aged man with a short beard. Judging from the tone of his speech, he looked about forty-five years old, but the wrinkles on his face were deep. , and most of the hair on his head is gray, giving him the impression of an old man in his fifties or sixties.
"Master, let me give it a try later. Although I just came out of the police academy not long ago, I got excellent marks in the fighting assessment at that time. Don't hide it, you have to see it." Isn’t it light?”
The police car slowly stopped at the outskirts of the encirclement. The middle-aged policeman slowly exhaled smoke from his mouth, glanced at the apprentice next to him who still had a childish look on his face, and laughed angrily.
"Xiao Gu, don't be like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Just now I said that those biting lunatics might be trapped stock investors. You don't really believe it, do you?"
The young police officer's face was startled, and then he continued with a somewhat flattering look.
"See what you said, Master, then you are an old detective.
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You must have more experience than me. If you say they are stuck investors, then they must have made a lot of money in the stock market..."
The young police officer named Xiao Gu had a teasing look on his face. As a close disciple of his master, how could he not understand his master's hobbies?
In addition to smoking, this old policeman also speculates in stocks in his rare free time. However, this old policeman's skills are not very good and he is always trapped by the stock market.
"Okay, don't be poor. You kid, stay on the side and watch carefully. Those biting lunatics are probably drug addicts. For this kind of scum, you should be fucked. If something happens, how can I, the master, explain it to your parents?"
The old policeman pretended to be angry, but his eyes became sharp and focused from the previous wandering and loose appearance, and his whole temperament changed in an instant.
"Hey, you are just too cautious..."
The young police officer's face was full of disappointment. He opened his mouth to say something, but was frightened by the old police officer's look and shut his mouth. He had to follow behind him obediently, opened the door and got out of the car.
"Lao Yang, come and see what's going on..."
Standing outside the circle of police cars, a criminal policeman who was about the same age as the veteran police officer soon ran towards him. He kept looking into the circle with eyes full of disbelief.
"Damn it, it's probably because of taking drugs that my brain was damaged. Notify the brothers and take coercive measures immediately!"
The old police officer known as Lao Yang stood up slightly on his tiptoes and quickly saw the situation in the encirclement clearly. It was another familiar scene. Several madmen formed a small circle and competed to eat the corpses on the ground.
Soon, dozens of heavily armed police officers rushed into the encirclement, swinging their batons and hitting the zombies wearing blue and white stripes on the back.
The zombies naturally felt the attack on their backs. The interruption of their eating process made them extremely angry, but the smell in their noses when they turned around made them excited again. They opened their mouths in a hurry and aimed at the armed men holding shields and batons. The police swooped in quickly.
These police officers are all veteran police officers with rich experience, so naturally they will not be timid. However, the appearance of the zombies is really scary, so when they attack back, some police officers with poor psychological quality are still slightly stunned and are overwhelmed by the opponent. They fell to the ground together with their shields.
Fortunately, there were not many zombies, only five, and they were all non-mutated secondary infections. Therefore, after a lot of trouble, they were successfully subdued, with their hands behind their backs and silver shackles put on them.
But even so, the zombies still opened their big mouths full of blood and minced meat, opening and closing in the air, trying to take a bite of the police.
"Get some strips of cloth and seal the mouths of these lunatics. Damn, they bit me just now..."
An armed policeman holding a baton issued orders to his subordinates while carefully rolling up the sleeve of his right hand. Through the thin police uniform, a bloody tooth mark appeared on his arm. It could be seen from the depth of the wound that The other party must have used the strength of feeding when biting him.
"Captain Chen, don't worry. Go back to the station to deal with the wound. These drug addicts may have some dirty things in their mouths. They need to be disinfected as soon as possible. Don't let the wound get infected..."
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