"Huang Yaru! Hurry! I'm dragging this beast! You take the opportunity to poke his head with a screwdriver! Remember to poke his head!" Tang Xiaoquan shouted.
This is the only way he can think of at the moment, but...
Huang Yaru froze in place, not moving at all. She leaned against the wall in fear, her arms folded in front of her chest, her beautiful eyes filled with fear.
"Hey! Huang Yaru! What are you waiting for! Speed! Do you want everyone to die together?"
"Yes! Yaru, do it quickly! I can't keep an eye on you anymore!"
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One to the left and the other to the right, the two men, Tang Wang and Wang, were scolding each other like a reminder, one sentence after another blasting in their ears. Huang Yaru felt that her head was about to explode.
She seemed to be back to that midnight, that midnight when she was being chased by zombies.
Tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and the sounds in her ears gradually became blurry. Huang Yaru was only one step away from collapse.
Damn it! Hearing the constant sobs from behind him, Tang Xiaoquan was so upset that he wanted to kill someone!
He was annoyed by Huang Yaru's cowardice. This woman was more fragile than she expected; he was even more annoyed by his own uselessness. If he could stay at home less and go out to exercise more, then maybe now...
Bang, being distracted in battle is undoubtedly a very fatal thing. Although it is only a few seconds, it is enough for the opponent to invade your vital points.
What's more, the enemy Tang Xiaoquan faced at this time was still a bloodthirsty killing machine.
With an excited roar, the zombie swung its claws and once again hit the bottom of the black paint pot that had blocked it many times.
But this time, it worked.
The fatal distraction and his left arm, which was already sore and numb to the extreme, made Tang Xiaoquan finally fly backwards under its fierce blow, overwhelmed and heavily.
The body hit the wall hard, and then bounced up again due to inertia.
Looking at the enlarging corpse's mouth in his eyes, Tang Xiaoquan became desperate. He wanted to do something, but his out-of-control body made him unable to resist.
There was another roar of excitement, and the zombie blocking the road was celebrating in its own way the delicious food that was about to arrive in his mouth.
Perhaps it was because its success aroused the dissatisfaction of other zombies, or perhaps because its excitement inspired the fighting spirit of other zombies. In short, as its excited roar came out, the remaining zombies in the corridor suddenly became commotion. .
The tide of corpses was like a sea, and the roar was loud. Although this was a bit exaggerated, the small corridor was indeed filled with a huge group of corpses.
They squeezed into the middle row from the back, and squeezed into the front row from the middle. They were like groupies, dancing their arms and trying their best to squeeze forward, for fear that they would not get the autograph of their favorite singer if they were a step too late.
As the crowding level continued to increase, the zombies near the edge of the fence began to use the gaps between the fences to attack the food caught in the center of the corridor.
So the roar was accompanied by the sound of fingering, and the sound of fingering was mixed with the sound of squeezing.
Finally, with their never-say-die and tireless efforts, a lucky zombie succeeded in catching something.
It was an ankle, with a pair of flesh-colored stockings covering the fair and smooth skin.
And as the zombie pulled and pulled, the owner of these stockings was suddenly...
"Ah~"
His eardrums throbbed, and Wang Qiang felt dizzy as if his brain had been hit hard with a sharp weapon.
He glanced back subconsciously, and that one glance almost made him fall to the ground in shock.
At the top, Tang Xiaoquan was locked tightly by a zombie, and a corpse mouth was about to land on his neck in the blink of an eye.
On the left hand side, Huang Yaru's ankles are being dragged hard by zombies. I believe it is only a matter of time before they are eaten away.
In the matter of life and death, one is his brother and the other is the woman he admires. Which is more important is not up to him to consider!
Experts often say that human potential is unlimited.
For example, a weak mother can often do unexpected things in order to protect her children;
A cowardly loser may suddenly burst into unimaginable endurance in order to regain his dignity.
And Wang Qiang, at this important moment involving the life and death of two people, undoubtedly mobilized his full potential.
Without hesitation, Wang Qiang turned around, and with the rapid secretion of adrenaline, he raised his foot and kicked a zombie that was approaching.
Under his full-force attack, the miserable zombie flew into the air as soon as he spread his arms, and then hit his companions who were surrounding him in the back row heavily.
Immediately, a domino effect occurred, and several zombies that were close immediately fell to the ground one after another, forming a natural wall of corpses.
Although Wang Qiang also knew that this simple corpse wall could not help him stop the tide of corpses for a long time, but considering the current situation, even one second was extremely precious.
There was no time to determine whether any zombies could break through the corpse wall. Wang Qiang turned around again, his eyes fixed on the zombie blocking the way that was about to attack Tang Xiaoquan not far away, and then suddenly raised the "spear" in his hand and took a photo. He stabbed the latter's temple with force.
"Plop, plop~" The sharp blade pierced the skin and bones, making a harsh "plop" sound.
After holding up the spear, Wang Qiang still didn't think too much. He threw away the spear handle in his hand, grabbed the kitchen knife thrown in his left hand, leaned over and slashed with the knife. The blade accurately struck the claw of the zombie pulling Huang Yaru's ankle.
Three things, done in one go, at an embarrassingly fast speed.
However, Wang Qiang did not show any excitement at all. On the contrary, his eyebrows became more and more frowned.
He knew that he was in a race against time, and if he was slow for a second, he would have to pay the price with his life.
"Let's go!" Regardless of the principle of men and women not being intimate, Wang Qiang put his arms around Huang Yaru's waist, then lifted her up with force, and took off her clothes and ran upstairs with her.
When he reached the corpse blocking the road, he easily pulled out the "eight-foot-long snake spear" stuck in his head.
His lungs were breathing violently like a blower, making a "whooshing" sound. Wang Qiang leaned his back against the wall, feeling as if his whole body was about to fall apart.
Tang Xiaoquan, who had survived the catastrophe and returned from a walk in the Gate of Hell, was also severely deficient at the moment, and his plastic face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
Compared with the exhaustion of the two of them, Huang Yaru was full of physical strength, but the endless fear completely pushed this helpless woman to the edge of collapse.
"Miss Huang, are you okay?" Wang Qiang turned his face and looked at Huang Yaru, who was standing aside, after his breathing slowed down a bit, and at the same time he put his palm on her shoulder with concern.
But……
"ah!"
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