The night wanderer took out the red rope from his arms, held one end in his hand, and threw the other end to the other person.
The other party immediately understood and ran away grabbing the other end of the red rope.
The two of them took the red rope and dragged it on the ground from behind the night warrior with the steel gun, towards the zombie.
This is also the reason why the night traveler fell down when he retreated, because he tripped over the red rope on the ground.
After tripping over the man, the two night walkers took advantage of the other party to attract the zombie's attention, increased their speed, circled the zombie several times, and wrapped the red rope around the zombie's waist.
Then they stood still and held the red rope with both hands.
Both sides used force at the same time to tighten the red rope, restricting the zombie's movement.
The zombie found that he was restrained, and subconsciously wanted to use his hands to break the red rope wrapped around his waist. But the moment his hand touched the red line, a stream of green smoke came out of his hand.
At the same time, its mouth opened again, but this time it was no longer a demonstration roar, but a tragic roar!
It has armor on its body, which isolates its body from the red rope and protects its waist from the red rope.
But it doesn’t have it on its hands!
Therefore, the moment its hand came into contact with the red rope, it was hurt, and it immediately retracted its hand from the red rope.
The zombie's body was bound by the red rope, and his hands did not dare to pull the red rope. Bingbo and the Night Walker didn't know that this was the best time to seriously injure or even kill the zombie?
The two of them stood in front of each other, holding steel guns in both hands, and stabbed at the zombies.
The zombie is wearing armor, but there is no helmet on its head, so there is no protection above its neck!
Bing Bo was behind the zombie, pointing the steel gun in his hand at the back of the zombie's head; and as soon as the fallen Ye Xinglang stood up, he stabbed the zombie in the throat.
If one of these two shots hits, the zombie will definitely die, let alone two shots coming at the same time.
In the face of a life-and-death crisis, the zombie burst out with amazing power!
It buckled its hands into the red rope around its waist. As soon as its hands came into contact with the red rope, it was like pigskin touching a red-hot iron, and bursts of green smoke immediately arose.
But the zombie ignored it and endured the piercing pain from its hands. It kept roaring and used all its strength to forcefully tear off all the red ropes wrapped around its body.
The moment the red rope was torn off, the four night walkers all said to themselves: "Oh no!"
The two Ye Xinglang who pulled the red rope with all their strength wanted to let go, but it was already too late.
The moment the red rope was disconnected, the huge inertia caused them to lose their balance and fall backwards.
As for Ye Xinglang, who was stabbing the zombie head-on, when he saw the zombie that had lost its restraints and rushed towards him with its teeth and claws bared, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst. How dare he stab him again?
He rolled like a donkey, avoiding the zombies, and then ran towards Bingbo.
The two Ye Xinglang who fell on the ground also got up, picked up the guns on the ground, and walked to Bing Bo's side.
The four of them all held the steel guns in their hands and stared at the zombie with their eyes fixed on it. Their hearts kept sinking and their faces became more and more ugly. They all knew in their hearts that this zombie was by no means an ordinary zombie! Its strength is stronger than I imagined!
The zombie was killed in one blow, but after being dodged by the night stalker, it did not pursue it immediately.
Instead, he looked down at his hands, which were originally gray and black, but now turned directly into pitch black, and felt the tingling sensation coming from the palms of both hands. They looked up at the moon in the sky and roared, and the aura on their bodies became more and more compelling!
The night traveler who had escaped the zombie attack felt increasingly uncertain when he saw the zombie's furious expression.
He glanced at Bingbo and saw that the other party also had a solemn expression, so he said, "Brother Bingbo, what should I do? This is a tough idea! Otherwise, let's invite the elders to come?"
He said he was going to invite the elders, but in this case, isn't this just a glorified way of escaping?
The other two people listened to his words with some emotion on their faces. They also felt that this zombie was too strong and these people might not be their opponents.
Even if they could really kill it, four people would have to break at least one or two right away.
It's even possible that everything is here and the zombies are not dead yet!
Bingbo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This zombie will only kill children at first, because children's blood is the purest and is the best tonic for zombies!"
"But you just saw it. Now it not only kills children, but also adults! This shows that it is probably on the verge of breaking through and is in urgent need of a lot of blood to help it break through!"
"If we leave now, the entire Zhengjia Village, and even several nearby villages, will be slaughtered by it!"
"What's even more terrifying is that if such a bloodthirsty zombie breaks through and becomes a stronger existence, then it will be a greater harm to the world!"
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but I will definitely stay! Even if it costs me my life, I will stop this zombie, even if it's only for a moment!"
The thin words were broken by another person's words.
The man glanced at Bingbo, and first sighed in his heart about his determination to die generously, and then said: "Brother Bingbo, in terms of strength, I am not as good as you; in terms of courage, I am not as good as you."
"But, have you ever thought that we night warriors are in better shape than ordinary people! We have been trained and taken medicinal baths, and our blood is more helpful to zombies!"
"If it eats one of us, it might be worth ten ordinary people!"
"If all of us die in its mouth, it will most likely be able to break through on the spot!"
"Wouldn't it be more harmful like that than it is now?"
When Bingbo heard this, the expression on his face froze. He really didn't expect this possibility.
While they were talking, the zombies who were roaring up to the sky slowly lowered their heads.
Zombies are extremely yin creatures. They are afraid of the sun and prefer the moonlight. They can even repair their injuries by bathing in the moonlight. .
Just now, it was not in a hurry to chase these nocturnal wanderers, but instead looked up to the sky and roared.
Just to use the moonlight to repair the injury on my hand and get myself back to the best condition!
It lowered its head slowly and turned around slowly at the same time. The darkness on its hands had almost receded.
Obviously, it is now in its best condition!
Seeing the strange behavior of the zombie, a night walker said: "If you want to fight or leave, make a decision quickly! There is something wrong with this zombie! It feels like it is getting stronger and stronger! If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"
Bingbo took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "Let's go? If we leave, will we still be worthy of the name of Ye Xinglang? If you want to leave, you can leave, but I won't leave!"
Looking at the stubborn Bingbo, the others were scolding him for being pedantic, but they really didn't know what to do.
It would be better if we all left together. At the very least, if something happened, we would all bear it together.
Besides, the opponent is really powerful, so you can't let yourself die, right?
Others can understand what they are doing.
But if only the three of them left and Bingbo died here, it would be very unpleasant to hear this matter spread!
What do the elders think of themselves? What would other night walkers think of me? What would ordinary people who heard the rumors think of themselves?
At that time, deserters, cowards, cowards, all kinds of unpleasant words may be foisted on them!
That would really make me lose face!
