Chapter 62: Poor guy!

Style: Fantasy Author: Nero 2077Words: 2428Update Time: 24/01/12 12:47:51
"die."

After shouting these words hoarsely, the zombie burst out at an astonishing speed. After removing the lowest score and the highest score, everyone has always believed that this zombie is at least a fifth-grade strength.

Dave's reaction was not too slow. Just when the zombie was about to touch him, a green light suddenly appeared in his hand. The next second, a large nut with a resolute Chinese character stood in front of him, bearing Withstood the claw attacks of zombies.

Ding! ! !

The zombie looked at the nut as hard as vibranium, and then at his paws, with natural doubts in his eyes.

Looking at the zombie who had not broken through the nut's defense, Dave laughed wildly with a crazy tone: "This is the nut wall I am most proud of. With your strength, you will never be able to break through it in your life!"

Randomly, the zombie raised his head, with deeper doubts in his eyes. Then the zombie slowly moved one meter to the left, directly bypassing the nut wall.

"Why did you swerve?!"

Dave shook his head and said in horror: "Why can you get around the nut wall?"

"What is he?"

Tang Wan, who was hanging on the ceiling, looked at everything happening below him with a speechless expression. He looked at Zhou Li and asked doubtfully: "Doesn't his world have a left and right side?"

"Who knows."

Zhou Li shrugged, not caring.

At this time, the Taoist who controlled the zombies was ecstatic. He had never thought that the first person in Beiliang who blocked him was a pure creature, and his body also contained extremely rich nutrients.

As long as I kill him and devour his fear and flesh, I will have two powerful zombies.

Suddenly, the zombies erupted and rushed directly towards Dave. But Dave was not frightened by the sudden change, because he still had his own trump card.

fall!

A strange white seed fell on the ground. In an instant, countless vines grew rapidly, and green lights flashed in the wooden house.

With the sound of breaking out of the ground, a piece of garlic with a silly expression flew into the air and hit the zombie directly, causing a burst of strong garlic smoke.

"vomit!"

As the smell of garlic spread, the zombie vomited in mid-air and landed on the ground.

"Garlic is the nemesis of evil spirits!"

Pumping his fist hard and looking at the zombie lying on the ground vomiting, Dave shouted excitedly: "This is the super garlic I'm most proud of, despicable zombie, welcome to the future melted by garlic!"

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"vomit!"

In the temple, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, vomited vigorously, and then said with an embarrassed expression:

"I told you I don't eat garlic!"

"You can't even smell it!"

Then, the Taoist ripped off two clumps of his whisk and stuffed them into his nostrils, then closed his eyes and continued to control the zombie.

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"well?"

Just when Dave was about to pursue the victory, the zombie suddenly stood up like a wild ass, and the nostrils flowing with strange liquid were blocked at some point. He turned his head sharply and looked at Dave with a cruel smile on his face.

Dave's heart suddenly sank. He didn't know why. When he was dealing with vampires, werewolves and zombies in the British Empire, garlic would always be one of his deadly magic weapons, but this zombie... why wasn't he afraid of garlic?

At this time, Zhou Li, who was watching coldly, seemed to have discovered something, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the Taoist who hated eating garlic raised his claws angrily, preparing to directly kill the brown-haired foreigner in front of him who dared to feed him meat.

Go to hell, you man who has no right or left in your head!

The moment the nails exuding a vicious aura were about to touch Dave, Zhou Li on the side sighed.

"Can you beat me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the buzzing sound of interlocking metals suddenly resounded throughout the entire wooden house.

The robe is like blood-stained, and the brocade clothes are embroidered with spring colors.

Qianhu was sitting on the bench, holding a long sword in his right hand, and the blade was placed squarely on the zombie's head. He picked up the tea cup with his left hand and said calmly:

"easy."

Tea got into the throat, and the knife cut off the head.

With the harsh sound of flesh and metal interlacing, more than half of the zombie's neck was cut off. If it weren't for the strong vitality of the zombie itself, he might just snap to death.

After rolling on the spot, the zombie closed his head forcefully and stared warily at Qianhu, who stood up slowly in front of him.

So strong!

The zombie felt the dragon and tiger energy that was constantly flowing in his neck, and forcibly sealed the surging and pure dragon and tiger energy in his neck with corpse Qi.

Feeling the strong sense of justice in the Dragon Tiger Qi, Zombie's heart sank. He knew that he had met his nemesis - a good guy.

As a monster that feeds on fear, what zombies are most afraid of are people like Qianhu, who are broad-minded, kind and simple, and fight for justice from the bottom of their hearts. This kind of person will not have fear.

No, run away!

The zombie immediately made up his mind and without any hesitation, he turned around and rushed towards the door. Qianhu's reaction was even faster, his sword burst out and struck at the zombies.

The moment Qianhu's sword hit the zombie's body, the skin the blade touched fell off instantly. In an instant, the zombie distanced itself, turned around, and rushed in another direction.

"No, he's going to attack the pedants!"

Guo Lingyun was the first to react. He touched his lower back and suddenly realized that he did not go out with a bow today. His heart suddenly sank, and he pulled out the Xiuchun knife, but found that he was too late to stop the zombies.

Then, Guo Lingyun discovered that Zhou Li and the others were inexplicably calm.

It was as if the person being attacked was not an old scholar but a zombie.

At this time, the zombie was only filled with ecstasy. He found that these people seemed to be frightened and stared blankly at him as he attacked the fragile old man.

Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that apart from the rice dumpling hanging from the beam, the weakest person is the old man in front of him. This man has white hair and a gray beard, and has a scholarly air. He doesn't have any strength at all, he is just an old man.

Being the weakest means that the other party will be afraid. As long as you grasp the fear of the other party, you can escape from here...

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Why?

Seeing the old scholar in front of him who showed no fear at all, but instead showed a faint smile of interest, the zombie in mid-air was shocked.

How dare a dead old man face me?

The brief shock was fleeting, and the zombies didn't care. Even if there was no fear, the moment he killed the opponent, the old man would definitely feel despair, and he could still escape.

Oh, what's the use of a strong mind in the face of absolute power.

A cruel, ferocious smile appeared on the zombie's face. For a zombie, killing the old, young, sick and disabled is also a part of zombie life that has to be tasted. Especially when he kills the respected old man and then leaves with a maniacal laugh, it is a scene with great program effect.

Be afraid, you old man!

Poof.

The sound of flesh piercing was heard.

"well."

With a long sigh, Li Kuan shook his head in front of the zombie whose head was torn off by the old scholar. Even his expression was still greedy and ferocious.

He looked at Guo Lingyun who was so shocked that his teeth were chattering. He reached out his hand, patted the other person's shoulder, took out a notebook and handed it to the other person. After coming back to his senses, Guo Lingyun subconsciously took the book and saw the title above.

[Beiliang City Patrol Code 12th Edition by Li Kuan]

"see it."

Pointing at the dead zombie, Li Kuan sighed:

"This is what happens if you don't follow the city patrol rules."

"It's terrible to be uneducated."