Song Ziyu slapped Zhuge Jing on the face: "What the hell are you talking about? If you can't resist, why don't you resist?"
Zhuge Jing was beaten so hard that he lost his temper and could only hesitate and cover his mouth.
Chi Luzhu said: "I'm not tying Zhuge Jing to talk... It's not that we haven't tried to resist. At the most intense time, humans from dozens of cities were fighting... But in front of the super zombies, we are still too weak. ... There is a price for failure in resistance. The city that took the lead in the attack was directly massacred by zombies and wiped off the map. Other families and individuals involved in the attack were all put into cans by the zombies and became theirs. Blood food."
Song Ziyu’s fists clenched loudly.
But in the end, Song Ziyu let go.
Song Ziyu didn't know that the city-state of Miluo already had its own system.
This is a symbiotic relationship established between zombies and humans.
To a certain extent, the zombie class has become a privileged class. They are above humans, enslaving humans and accepting support from humans.
They keep humans in captivity like pigs, and people like Chi Luzhu and Zhuge Jing are nothing more than shepherd dogs at best.
After figuring out this relationship, Song Ziyu felt that the humans in Miluo City-State seemed to be in an eternal night.
…
Song Ziyu escorted Zhuge Jing through the slaughterhouse filled with blood and maggots, and walked towards the airstrip on the east side of the city.
Sudden!
Song Ziyu stood stiffly on the spot, unable to walk.
This scene made everyone slightly stunned.
Song Ziyu let go of Zhuge Jing and walked straight to a part of the slaughterhouse.
There are piles of corpses of slaves whose throats were cut and their blood was drained.
These slaves were stripped naked like clipped pigs, and their white flowers were piled together.
According to the slaughtering process, after these corpses are cleaned and divided, the next step will be sent to the processing plant to be made into blood food that zombies love.
Song Ziyu rushed into the pile of corpses like crazy and started rummaging through them.
Seeing Song Ziyu's crazy look, everyone was stunned.
"Asshole, what are you doing?"
"Don't spoil the fresh ingredients!"
Two slaughterhouse supervisors who didn't know the truth came over cursing and wanted to touch Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu slapped him away without looking back, and slapped one of the supervisors away on the spot.
This guy was also unlucky. The force of the slap directly broke the supervisor's neck.
The supervisor lay motionless on the ground, his crotch was wet, and he was already incontinent.
"ah!"
Another supervisor had never seen such a battle before, and he was so frightened that he ran away.
Song Ziyu rummaged among the corpses without looking back, and soon, a thin corpse was dug out by Song Ziyu.
"Xiao Ju..."
Looking at the corpse, Song Ziyu showed a look of pain on his face.
This corpse is none other than the little girl Xiaoju who saved his life.
When he left Zhu Xu, he left her a lot of supplies. He didn't expect to see her again on such an occasion!
At this time, Song Ziyu was furious and wanted to do something, but didn't know what to do.
"Ah!" Song Ziyu roared, but he could only be helpless and furious.
Grabbing Zhuge Jing, Song Ziyu angrily shouted: "This is what you did! She is still a child, she is still a child! You just killed her?"
With that said, Song Ziyu was ready to send Zhuge Jing to his death.
But Chi Luzhu persuaded Song Ziyu: "You can't change anything even if you kill him... We still need to use him to seize the plane."
After hearing Chi Luzhu's words, Song Ziyu finally calmed down.
That's right!
Beating this guy to death himself would not help.
If you want to change all this, you need to fundamentally change the
Turn over the table.
Suddenly, a great idea burned in Song Ziyu's heart.
…
After escorting Zhuge Jing through the slaughterhouse and blood food processing factory, the group arrived at the airstrip located in the east of Hanging Corpse City.
This is a small two-wing propeller aircraft, and its mottled metal texture shows that this thing is definitely not young.
Song Ziyu looked at this classic airplane and once thought that he had traveled back to World War II.
"Does this thing work?"
Song Ziyu touched the plane and found that it was full of bullet holes.
Chi Luzhu checked the performance of the aircraft, then nodded and said: "It works!"
"Then get ready to go!" Song Ziyu urged Chi Luzhu.
The Hanging Corpse City was really too depressing, and I didn't even think about staying in this city for one more minute.
However, at this moment, a small group of grotesque zombies appeared at the airport, led by a three- to four-meter-tall giant zombie that blocked the front of the plane and blocked the runway.
"No, they are high-level zombies stationed in the Hanging Corpse City...these zombies are all taking orders from the Poisonous Corpse King!" Chi Luzhu looked a little panicked when he saw this.
Song Ziyu understood.
From the previous conversation with Chi Luzhu, Song Ziyu knew that the Poisonous Corpse King was the eldest prince's supporter behind the scenes and could also be regarded as the controller.
In other words, it is impossible for these zombies to give Chi Luzhu any good looks.
as expected!
I saw the leading zombie wearing a black robe. When he took off his hood, he revealed a shriveled and rotten face. The grinning mouth was full of fangs. Just one look at it would make you sleepless at night.
"You want to leave now? Have you asked me?"
The zombies speak human words, and they speak so authentically.
"Master Corpse Puppet, please do me a favor."
Facing this high-level zombie, Chi Luzhu kept his status very low, and his words were a bit condescending.
"Little girl, you shouldn't have come to Hanging Corpse City." The zombie grinned: "You clearly know that the Lord really wants to taste you, but one of them didn't catch you. Now you can give him a chance. "
Song Ziyu was confused by the zombie's words, but Chi Luzhu's face was extremely pale.
Chi Luzhu looked at Song Ziyu and said, "Now we are in some trouble."
"Why the trouble?" Song Ziyu asked.
Chi Luzhu said: "If we want to leave, we must chop this guy to death, otherwise we won't be able to leave."
"It's not a bother."
Song Ziyu was already holding fire in his heart. After hearing Chi Luzhu's words, he drew his knife and slashed at the ugly zombie in front of him.
"How dare you attack me?"
The zombie's sharp ears stood up, and its entire face was split open.
It was obvious that this zombie was full of contempt for Song Ziyu.
He didn't think that Song Ziyu could punish him again!
That's why it's such a big deal.
But when the blade fell, this high-level zombie regretted it!
Because it saw the radiant sword light coming down on its head.
"No……"
The zombies screamed.
Song Ziyu slashed his sword and chopped the fourth-level mutated zombie alive.
