Chewing the dog food in his mouth, Zhang Ning's eyes couldn't help but drift towards the window.
Although there were not many zombies in the community downstairs, it was still too dangerous for his father to go down with him. He had to find a way to clean up the zombies first, and then consider moving the motorcycle and setting off to the Siming Mountain shelter.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ning made up his mind.
"No need for now, there are still a few zombies downstairs. I'll clean them up and let's set off again..."
Looking at his calm son in front of him, Zhang's father twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh and an instruction.
"Be sure to pay attention to safety..."
"Don't worry, Dad, your son is really awesome now!"
He poured the dog food in his hand back into the bag, patted the crumbs on his hand, got up and went downstairs.
Before going out, don’t forget to bring yesterday’s kitchen knife.
Although there was no need to use a kitchen knife to deal with those secondary infected bodies, in order not to worry his parents, Zhang Ning still chose to put on a show and hold the kitchen knife in his hand.
Seeing that Zhang Ning was about to go out, Shanpao, who was napping on the ground, immediately raised his head and stared at Zhang Ning with his fist-sized eyes, as if asking if he wanted to accompany him when he went out.
"What are you looking at? Come together."
After putting on some comfortable running shoes and waving his fingers at the mountain cannon on the ground, Zhang Ning opened the door and went downstairs without looking back.
The mountain gunner behind him immediately stood up, followed Zhang Ning, and walked downstairs with small steps.
"Husband, my son will be fine, right?"
Mother Zhang walked out of the kitchen, wiped her hands on her apron, and asked with a worried look on her face.
"No, we are accompanied by mountain cannons. Besides, my son also said that he has a special constitution and will not be attacked by zombies. There should be no big problem. Let's just wait at home with peace of mind. You can check again. There are still some necessary things you need to bring, so don’t leave them behind..."
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Zhang Ning and Shan Pao yawned and came downstairs. The sunny neighborhood was very quiet in the early morning, and the apocalyptic atmosphere added a bit of depression.
As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he walked towards a secondary infected person wearing a white shirt and a blue and white striped tie at the collar.
Judging from the attire, the identity of the zombie should be a white-collar worker. He was bitten by a zombie on the way to work and was infected, which turned him into this.
But the strange thing is that the shirt on the white-collar zombie is soaked in large amounts of blood, but no wounds can be seen on the exposed skin.
"Good morning, beater!"
Zhang Ning obviously noticed this "hard-working" worker and shouted loudly in an attempt to attract his attention.
But the strange thing is that the zombies who used to flock to the sound turned out to be indifferent after Zhang Ning shouted his greetings.
"This guy doesn't know his manners, Mountain Pao, fuck him!"
Zhang Ning blinked his scarlet peach blossom eyes and said with some displeasure.
But the giant dog beside him just tilted his head and did not understand his master's command.
"Go on! Bite him!"
Seeing that the husky beside him made no movement, Zhang Ning gestured with the kitchen knife in his hand and pointed at the white-collar zombie in front of him.
The opponent is a secondary infected body with no visual ability, which should not be a problem for the mountain cannon.
He glanced at the kitchen knife in Zhang Ning's hand, and then looked at the unseeing figure not far away.
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Shan Pao, who was surrounded by white-collar zombies, finally understood what his master meant. He immediately let go and strode towards the zombies in front of him.
After eating the head and spinal fluid of the newly promoted zombie and resting for a night, Shan Pao's condition seemed to have recovered a lot.
Although he still looked skinny, his eyes were obviously more alive and no longer as lifeless as yesterday.
Seeing the mountain cannon rushing towards the white-collar zombies, Zhang Ning crossed his arms and squinted his eyes to observe.
The reason why he didn't go into battle in person was because the white-collar zombie opposite him felt a little strange.
First of all, the other party's body was covered in blood, but there were no signs of injury on the exposed parts of his body.
Secondly, when Zhang Ning shouted hello to the other party, the white-collar zombie did not respond appropriately.
Of course, this response did not mean that the other party also said hello to Zhang Ning.
It means that the white-collar zombies did not rush toward Zhang Ning excitedly after hearing the greeting.
For a secondary infected body that relies on sound and breath to track its prey, how could it be so indifferent after hearing the sound?
That's why Zhang Ning was confused. Instead of rushing forward immediately, he asked Shan Pao to explore the way first.
While thinking, the mountain cannon had already rushed in front of the white-collar zombie. As a pure-blooded husky, it naturally didn't think too much and directly opened its mouth the size of a washbasin and bit the zombie's head. .
"Crack!"
The sound of skull shattering came as expected, but what happened next made Zhang Ning's feet feel cold, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
After tearing off the head of the white-collar zombie, the giant dog mountain cannon took half a step back, preparing to bite the head into pieces and swallow the black liquid inside.
Logically speaking, the white-collar zombie who has lost his head should collapse to the ground and no longer have the ability to move.
But the white-collar zombie stood as straight as a flagpole. The arms hanging by his side were raised at some point, and he was groping forward. It seemed that he wanted to grab the mountain cannon in front of him and get the dog back. The head in the mouth.
This was also the first time Shan Pao had seen such a situation. For a moment, he even forgot to bite the head in his mouth, and it fell to the ground like a bone.
As soon as the zombie's head hit the ground, it was like a spinning top that had lost its power, spinning twice on the ground.
But then an even more terrifying scene appeared!
From the fracture of the head and neck, several tiny legs protruded out. After groping on the ground for a while, they actually supported the entire head!
Looking from a distance, it looks like a huge spider with a human head lying on the ground.
The little feet at the break of the neck took tiny steps, and soon the whole head was crawling on the ground, in the direction that seemed to be the giant dog beside him in a daze.
"Come back quickly with the mountain cannon!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Ning couldn't bear it anymore and hurriedly called out the mountain cannon.
"Is there something wrong with the way I got up this morning? There's something wrong with the zombies I encountered..."
This horrifying scene, placed before the end of the world, would probably only be seen in highly rated film and television works.
The human head with little feet kept crawling. Although it looked scary, fortunately it didn't move very fast.
The mountain gun also immediately backed up after hearing Zhang Ning's voice, quickly avoided the strange head coming towards it, and returned to Zhang Ning's side.
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At this time, one person and one dog had completely lost the arrogance they had at the beginning. They retreated to a position nearly thirty steps away from the white-collar zombies and carefully observed them.
"Shan Pao, open your mouth and let me see if anything strange comes into your mouth."
As soon as the giant dog returned to his side, Zhang Ning patted the husky's head as if he had considered it, stretched out his hands and forcefully opened the dog's mouth to check.
There was something weird about this white-collar zombie in the distance, and Shan Pao had just ripped off someone else's head in one go. It would be terrible if there was something weird on the other person's body that Shan Pao swallowed.
But fortunately, after checking, Zhang Ning found that there was nothing else in Shan Pao's dog's mouth, and then he put his heart back into his stomach.
The headless white-collar zombie raised its arms and kept wandering in place, like a headless fly.
After losing the target of the giant dog, the human head that fell on the ground began to crawl up aimlessly. After a while, it hit a lamppost nearby, making a crisp impact.
"Hiss, this white-collar zombie seems to just look weird, but its actual combat power seems to be very weak..."
Touching his chin with one hand, Zhang Ning continued to maintain the status of a melon-eater, carefully observing every change in the distance.
"Woo!"
The husky also followed Zhang Ning's example, sitting down on the ground and purring, seeming to agree with his master's statement.
"Pao'er, you think it's better if we don't mess with this thing. It looks weird to me..."
Zhang Ning murmured after touching the dog's head, which was the size of a rice vat.
"Woo!"
I don’t know if Shan Pao understood it, but anyway, the giant dog let out a low whimper again, opened its big mouth and stuck out its tongue.
"But if we don't take care of it, it will be bad if something happens when mom and dad come downstairs..."
"Woo!"
The same whimpering sound came again for the third time. Shan Pao stared at his big brown eyes and looked at the master beside him with an expression of confusion.
"Oh, you stupid dog, you can't understand anything you say, just stay here and see how your master and I show off!"
Naturally, it is impossible to deal with this weird zombie in front of you through conventional means.
Let’s not talk about the weird appearance of the white-collar zombie.
Just the human head crawling on the ground made Zhang Ning feel terrified. If he wanted to deal with it at close quarters, it would be better for him to confront a phase-level zombie head-on.
Quietly leaving the scene, Zhang Ning walked out in the other direction. When he came back, there was a ragged secondary infected person in front of him, wearing jeans.
Compared with the white-collar zombie, the clothes of the secondary infection brought by Zhang Ning had been torn, and there were too many wounds on it. That is to say, the jeans on its legs were stronger and not torn.
From the appearance, you can tell that this is a poor man who was besieged by many zombies during his lifetime.
The jeans zombie was pushed by Zhang Ning to a position ten steps away from the white-collar zombie. Since there was no target to attack, he stood there in a daze.
Zhang Ning, on the other hand, stood on tiptoes, quietly bypassing the white-collar zombies and reaching the other end.
Now the distance between Zhang Ning and the jeans zombie is twenty steps, and the white-collar zombie is right in the middle between Zhang Ning and the jeans zombie...
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