"Will the game give you so much time to hesitate?" Wu Dong Fengyun urged.
Song Qi was the first to pass. She was on the front, attracting the attention of Mr. Zhao and the player.
Mr. Zhao has completely lost his mind and kills people on sight.
Seeing that all the female players were on board, the other players were too embarrassed not to go. Some followed Song Qi and Lin Jiahui, and some followed Wu Dong Fengyun.
Lin Jiahui controlled Goldfinger, who rushed forward without holding any weapons and hugged the mutated player.
The mutated player couldn't move and could only stretch out his hand to scratch Lin Jiahui's golden finger.
Wu Dongfeng Yun's pupils shrank and he hurriedly chopped off the mutated player's head, causing Lin Jiahui's golden finger to turn into ashes.
Lin Jiahui did not explain too much, but conjured up another person out of thin air. Only then did Wu Dongfeng understand that it was Lin Jiahui's golden finger.
They tried to do the same thing, but Mr. Zhao was obviously much smarter.
He looks like a centenarian, but his legs and arms, which can only jump, appear extremely flexible.
He picked the weakest and most fearful player in the crowd to attack, and he was extremely fast, just running past Wu Dongfeng Yun.
Players mutate as fast as before, and there are several more zombie members.
Old Mrs. Zhao stood on the tree and looked at them indifferently.
Wu Dongfengyun gritted his teeth, "We must not let him go!"
Every nerve and every cell told him that he was in danger. Wu Dong Fengyun speeded up in an instant and flew very high.
Immediately afterwards, the ice layer quickly extended upward from the tree trunk.
Mr. Zhao jumped up and jumped to the ground again.
Song Qi's eyes were fixed on him. Every time Mr. Zhao took action, he was too quick and she had no time to react.
The villagers nearby had long since disappeared, leaving behind suona coffins and ropes all over the ground.
"Can't freeze, he's too fast." The player who had just released the ice couldn't help but said, with a few drops of cold sweat falling on his forehead.
On the one hand, they have to deal with Mrs. Zhao's sneak attack, and on the other hand, they have to guard against the mutated players.
It was clear that there were so many people, but it was still a bit overwhelming.
Wu Dongfeng Yun also thinks so. It would be great if everyone were aggressive golden fingers, but unfortunately there is no such good thing.
Mr. Zhao's successive attacks have hit many people.
"Burn him directly?" A player suddenly said.
Wu Dongfengyun looked at him, "Can you burn it?"
The player nodded and a ball of fire burst out of his palm.
"Just give it a try."
As soon as Wu Dongfeng Yun finished speaking, several fireballs hit Mr. Zhao.
Old Mrs. Zhao was not burned, but the coffin was burned. The coffin ignited with raging flames, and they had no time to take care of it.
Mr. Zhao was avoiding those fireballs, and the players were also anxious.
Lin Jiahui's golden finger went to catch Mr. Zhao, but he couldn't catch him.
"It can only jump and yet be so agile. This zombie is too weird." Lin Jiahui muttered in a low voice.
Song Qi carried the woodcutter and tried his best to use his golden fingers to slow down Mr. Zhao and create a glimmer of hope for them.
The next second, Mrs. Zhao came straight towards her.
Song Qi's pupils shrank and he used his golden fingers to increase gravity for Mr. Zhao.
Wu Dongfengyun looked at it and came towards Song Qi.
Song Qi quickly took out the ink fountain and pulled it away.
As soon as Mr. Zhao put his hand up, he was touched by Mo Dou and stabbed, leaving a blood mark on Mr. Zhao's hand.
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