Although the other Night Walkers don't think Bing Bo is definitely right, at least it's a hope, right?
Hope still has to be looked forward to, what if it happens?
After all, no one is willing to give up the reward of five hundred taels of silver!
Bingbo looked around, thought for a moment and said, "That person gave me the feeling that he came for something else."
"Think about it, if he really came here for that zombie, then why didn't he agree to Zheng Dalang's invitation and live in the Zheng Mansion?"
"Compared to the place on the edge of his village, where there are only a few houses and not many people nearby, it is obvious that the Zheng family's place is densely populated and is more vulnerable to zombie attacks. It is also easier to ambush and capture zombies, right?"
"So, I feel like he has no interest in this zombie or even the bounty!"
The other three people nodded thoughtfully at the previous words, but when they heard Bingbo say that the man was not interested in the bounty, the other three people all said "You're kidding me." expression.
Obviously, they don't believe that there is anyone who is not interested in money.
"Ahem!" Bingbo reminded: "That guy is not bound by our terms and conditions! With his ability, it is easy to get money, isn't it?"
He almost said, if that person wants money, he can just rob homes and block roads. How can he value this mere five hundred taels of silver?
After being reminded like this, the other three people all showed expressions of realization, and smiles appeared on their faces again.
As for why that person came to Zhengjiacun, they didn't bother to care, as long as they didn't steal money from them!
The mood of several people improved this time, and they continued to chat with each other and talk about their heroic past.
Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, night fell and it became dark.
The four nocturnal wanderers were still eating and drinking in the pavilion when they heard someone not far away shouting: "Help! The Han Demon is here! Killing! The Han Demon is killing people! The child! My child! Come on! The Han Demon is robbing the child!" "
The night walkers who were still eating and drinking stood up almost at the same time.
At the same time, all the guys who were so drunk just now and could barely keep their eyes open now have their eyes widened as wide as those of an ox. Although they still smell of alcohol, they are extremely sober.
The four people who stood up at the same time looked at the others, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces. At the same time, they were scolding the others in their hearts. How insidious they were, pretending to be drunk!
They all thought about getting others drunk so that they could monopolize the 500 taels of bounty, but they didn't expect that everyone thought the same way.
Bingbo looked at the others with an embarrassed look and said, "Since everyone has sobered up, let's take action together! As for the five hundred taels of reward, let's share it equally!"
The others looked at each other and nodded helplessly. Now that things are like this, what else can they do?
"Then it's settled! Without further ado, let's take action quickly! Don't let that zombie cause trouble to the world again!" Bingbo said, picking up the silver gun on the side and rushing out of the pavilion.
Although he took a beating from Chi Yan, the opponent had no murderous intentions after all, and his own physical fitness was very good. After resting for a while, he was almost in good condition.
Quickly walking out of the pavilion, he did not walk in the direction of the Zheng family's house. Instead, he went directly to the wall at the edge of the garden, ran for a while, then took off, kicked off the wall twice, and climbed over the more than ten feet. High walls.
Naturally not to be outdone, the others climbed over the wall and ran towards the direction where the shouts came from.
The four people carried steel guns and ran over as fast as they could.
When they arrived at the place, the four of them looked at the scene in front of them, their hearts sinking.
In front of him was a brick house. The exterior wall made of stone bricks was intact, but the wooden door was broken open, allowing the four night walkers outside to see clearly what was going on inside the house.
There was no blood in the room, but there were several corpses lying there, including men and women, old and young, and even a little boy of three or four years old.
However, the little boy was not lying on the ground, but was being held by a zombie.
The zombie was over 1.9 meters tall, covered in gray and black, and wearing a badly damaged battle armor and battle skirt. It looked like a general who had just come off the battlefield!
It was holding the little boy's lifeless head with one hand, and at the same time, its head was buried in the little boy's neck, obviously enjoying the unusual taste of the child's blood.
What made the four Night Walkers sink in their hearts was not this miserable situation in the world, but that zombie!
Zombies are naturally the older they are, the stronger they are and the more difficult they are to deal with. As long as they are of the same age, zombies wearing armor are the most difficult to deal with!
Because this kind of zombie is not only extremely hard, but the iron armor on its body has become one with its body under the influence of many years of subtle influence!
Moreover, since these armors are dead objects, the props on your body that can cause damage to zombies will have no effect on the armor!
Only when hitting a location without armor coverage can it cause damage to zombies.
This results in the difficulty of dealing with this kind of zombie being countless times greater than that of other zombies!
They night walkers call this kind of zombie an armored zombie!
And the one in front of him was obviously an armored corpse.
Before coming to Zhengjia Village, they heard that there were already several night walkers who had already stayed here.
Originally, they laughed at those people who underestimated their abilities and had no idea of their own level and abilities.
Now it seems that they are really not their cup of tea, but that the other party is too strong!
Bingbo took a deep breath, tightened the steel gun in his hand, and said: "Everyone! Show your true skills! Otherwise, you may have to be blamed here!"
The others were silent, but from their expressions, it was not difficult to see that their thoughts were the same as Bingbo's.
The zombie in the room heard the noise outside the door. It turned its head and looked at the night walkers who were waiting outside the door. It opened its big mouth and smiled brightly, revealing its bloody mouth. All the blood that had not been swallowed in the mouth flowed out. come out!
Then, it suddenly threw the little boy's body in its hand towards the door. At the same time, its body followed closely, stretching out ten fingers with dark and sharp nails, and rushed towards the door. past.
Bingbo originally wanted to use the steel gun in his hand to fly away the body thrown by the zombies, but in the end he could not bring himself to desecrate the body of a child.
He stretched out his left hand and caught the child's body. At the same time, he turned his body twice to remove the zombie's strength from the body, and then placed the little boy's body on the ground.
At this time, the zombies jumped out of the house and had already fought with others.
A night walker held a steel gun with both hands and stabbed the zombie's chest. He only heard the sound of "dang" and the sound of gold and iron. He only saw the point where the tip of the gun contacted the iron armor on the zombie's chest, and several bursts of sound burst out. Sparks.
The zombie didn't move at all, and the place where it was poked by the gun was unscathed.
But the night traveler was so shaken by the force of the counter-shock that he retreated continuously. His hands became numb and he almost couldn't hold the steel gun in his hand. He even fell and fell backwards while retreating.
"Roar!" When the zombie saw the guy who attacked him fall to the ground, he would not miss this opportunity. He opened his bloody mouth, roared, and rushed towards the Ye Xinglang who fell on the ground.
But as soon as it moved forward, it felt that its body was being restrained. When it lowered its head, it saw that a red rope with copper coins was wrapped around its waist.
When Bingbo took the child's body and the nightwalker stabbed the zombie, one of the other two people took out a red rope with copper coins strung on it from his arms.
Copper coins are the most widely circulated currency. The faster they circulate and the longer they circulate, the more people they come into contact with.
The more people you come into contact with, the more yang energy you will be contaminated with.
And Yang Qi is the greatest weapon against these ghosts and zombies!
There are even many Taoist priests who use old copper coins strung together into copper coin swords to slay demons!
The same goes for red rope.
Red represents fire. Although fire is not as powerful as Yang Qi, it can still cause great damage to zombies.
This kind of red rope strung with copper coins is one of the props used by night hunters to deal with zombies!
