Because he was outside, Wang Qiang couldn't see what was going on inside the house, but he didn't need to see it, because the huge movement made by the zombie dog explained everything well.
Wang Qiang quickly put his hands on the top of the external machine. Wang Qiang knew that he could not continue to delay like this, otherwise he might reach the end of his destiny in the next second.
Using his hands and feet almost at the same time, Wang Qiang jumped up, and at the same time as he stood up and jumped, a black figure also ran out of the house.
The zombie dog's well-developed limbs have not suffered any degeneration due to mutation like the zombies. On the contrary, the transformation of the virus has made its muscles all over the body more developed.
Whistling out like a cannonball, the zombie dog only had one thing in its eyes at this time, and that was the prey's thigh.
There is no doubt that this is what drives it forward! This is what drives it!
Finally, the dog jumped into the air, and at the same time, Wang Qiang also climbed upwards.
This is a crossing point in time, just like a huge scale lying between humans and dogs.
As for whether the dog's mouth bit Wang Qiang first or whether Wang Qiang escaped early, no one can know.
But after two seconds, all this came to fruition!!
One foot has successfully climbed onto the roof of the external machine. Wang Qiang originally believed that he was about to "escape and ascend to heaven", but the cruel reality made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
His right foot suddenly sank down, and Wang Qiang heard the sound of his trousers tearing. He glanced down subconsciously, and his face instantly turned pale.
The beast bit him, right under his body. For a moment, Wang Qiang really thought he was doomed, but when he took a closer look, he realized that the beast had bitten his trouser leg. Wang Qiang rekindled his belief in life, and driven by this belief, he instinctively began to kick his right leg hard.
You can imagine the terrifying power that a person can unleash in such a dangerous situation. At this moment, Wang Qiang's right leg was like a chain hammer on a demolition truck, smashing the corpse dog hanging underneath it onto the wall again and again. .
At the same time, the zombie dog below was also biting Wang Qiang's trouser leg under the fierce fight of bloodthirsty people, and it showed no sign of letting go no matter how you were beaten and hit.
The battle instantly entered a state of anxiety, and Wang Qiang's figure slowly moved downwards little by little due to gravity!
Seeing his brother who was dragged down by the corpse dog about to leave the cabinet and fall to the ground, Tang Xiaoquan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
But at this moment, he has no other choice but to "come on" and encourage him!
Adrenaline surged exponentially, and Wang Qiang's tense nerves reached their peak.
Fear, horror, and the threat of death constantly invaded his brain. Just when these unfavorable thoughts were about to break through Wang Qiang's last line of defense and defeat his reason, Wang Qiang's stubborn and fiery temper finally made a counterattack at this critical moment. The effect of reversal!
"Fuck NMD! You bastard, you fucking want to play, right? OK! Your Mr. Tang will play with you! You're not afraid of death! You don't know how painful it is! MLGBD, I still don't believe it!"
He didn't know where the strength came from. Wang Qiang used both hands to push hard, and he and the dog were pushed up to the top of the machine.
After he turned around and sat up straight, Wang Qiang glanced at the "dog skin plaster" that was still tightly tied to his calf and trousers, and an unknown fire suddenly burst into flames.
Get rid of it! This is the common thought of all Wang Qiang's neurons at this moment.
There is nothing to say. Wang Qiang, who had his body upright, did not have to worry about falling to the ground. The force of his throw was naturally not comparable to that just now.
The right leg is swinging back and forth in the air with angry energy. The corpse dog hanging in the air is like a small boat in the sea, moving left and right, up and down. From time to time, it will be hit by the approaching "wall wave" "The impact.
But even so, it still bit Wang Qiang's trouser leg. It really has a bit of heroic spirit of "let you be blown by the wind and waves, but I will remain unmoved".
Perhaps seeing the fearlessness and unafraid of death of their own kind, the zombies on the iron railing at the bottom of the building were dancing and excited.
I just don’t know if they are cheering for the dog by acting like this, or if they are angry about the big meal that they can see but cannot eat.
Suddenly, a human voice came out from the sky-shattering roar of corpses. Tang Xiaoquan, who had been paying close attention to the movement of the window, discovered the problem with his brother: "Qiangzi, don't just play with it! Kick him with your left foot!"
The words woke up the man in his dream. Wang Qiang, who was almost driven crazy by the persistence of the corpse dog and the strange quality of the trousers, was as excited as a traveler in the desert who has found a clear spring.
He immediately stared angrily and yelled: "Fuck you, you uncle, you son of a bitch! Try this!"
After saying this, Wang Qiang lowered his eyebrows to check the timing, and then kicked down the corpse angrily according to the canine teeth in the mouth.
"MD, it's just your teeth that are good, right?" Kick!
"You want to bite me, right?" Kick me again!
"You're still not loose, are you!" Keep kicking!
Even Wang Qiang himself couldn't figure out how many kicks he had kicked in the past minute, because in the end, he just relied on instinct and kept repeating two actions: lifting and falling.
But what's the result of working so hard?
Wang Qiang felt a little helpless in his heart. He thought that he had used all his strength and also used all the methods. However, the zombie dog's resistance was far beyond his imagination. This guy was even weaker than Xiao Qiang. No matter how hard you beat it, you can't get rid of it. so……
Although he didn't want to admit it, Wang Qiang was still defeated.
The helpless slump began to spread in the bottom of his heart. Wang Qiang felt tired, and the constant kicking of his right leg gradually slowed down the frequency of the machine.
Sweat slid down his face uncontrollably, and just when Wang Qiang was about to give up, something unexpected happened.
"Zila," a crisp tearing sound. If Wang Qiang hadn't devoted all his attention to his trousers, there was absolutely no way that Wang Qiang would have heard the sound.
And with the sound of this sound, Wang Qiang's plastic face, which was solemn and tense just now, slowly curved slightly.
The black shadow fell down, its flapping legs showing its inexplicable appearance.
Yes, how could its dull brain understand why the prey it had been biting for so long suddenly moved away from it?
Not only him, but Wang Qiang himself was also surprised for a long time when he saw the scene in front of him. You must know that the quality of these trousers is really...
"Qiangzi! Come up quickly!"
Tang Xiaoquan's urgent urging came from above his head, and Wang Qiang's figure suddenly shook. He recovered from his daze, and then subconsciously glanced at the zombie dog that was about to fall to the bottom of the building, then turned over and climbed towards the top of the building. And go...
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