"Brother, help me sweep the formation, brother, I will meet these monsters first!" Zhang Maorong said, taking off his clothes in a very heroic manner, exposing his strong upper body, picked up an iron rod, He strode towards the iron gate and walked over.
Zhan Yun and the others were a little speechless, this Zhang Maorong had too many flaws, which made it impossible for them to vomit.
Zheng Jiahe couldn't help thinking in a low voice, "Who is your brother? With such a big face, you dare to say that you are Brother Zhan's brother? Believe it or not, Brother Zhan will show his power and let you kneel down and sing Conquer every minute!" ?! You are still in the battle, thinking that you are an ancient general going out to fight? What's wrong! Why do you take off so clean? I'm afraid that the zombies won't smell your pork belly, or something?"
Song Chengshu and the others were close and could hear them clearly. They almost couldn't laugh out loud, and their faces turned red. Thanks to the darkness and the torches burning around them, they didn't attract attention. However, the scene that was originally quite serious, suddenly changed its taste after being made such a fuss by him. Even the fighting spirit that Zhan Yun had just brewed disappeared invisibly like a splash.
"As long as you have too many things to do, I'll take a break and you go." Saying that, Zhan Yun gave Zheng Jiahe a push.
"Ah? Me?" Zheng Jiahe was stunned, why did such a mess happen to him
"Hahaha, go if you are told." Song Chengshu said gloatingly, "If you are compared to others, you don't have to come back."
"Hmph! I'll go as I go!" Zheng Jiahe took out a golf club from the car. It was pulled out from a shopping mall, and there were more than one hundred golf clubs. He felt that it was very convenient to use it to smash the heads of zombies. The length was just right and beautiful, so he used it as a weapon.
Zheng Jiahe strode to the iron gate, and saw that the zombies were desperately pushing their heads close to the iron railing, trying to squeeze their heads and arms in, so that they could take a bite of the food in front of them. And Zhang Maorong frantically waved the iron rod in his hand, and threw it at the zombies.
Zheng Jiahe didn't know what to say about him, wouldn't it be enough for the zombie to just hit his head? Why bother to smash their arms? Even if they were smashed to pieces of flesh and blood, and their bones were broken, it was extremely miserable, but they were still screaming in high spirits.
Zheng Jiahe picked up the golf club and aimed at the tops of the zombies' heads, just like whack-a-mole, knocking in a circle. Smashing a zombie's head is as easy as smashing a watermelon, and the speed is fast and ruthless. The zombies at the door fell all at once, leaving Zhang Maorong on the side stunned.
You must know that the bones of the human head are very hard. Zombies are not human beings, and they will not fall down due to intracranial hemorrhage caused by some heavy blow. Instead, they must smash their skulls and completely destroy their brains before they can be killed. . Doing so requires great strength. Even a power-type supernatural being like Zhang Maorong will feel tired if he keeps smashing hard like this.
But what about this man? Isn't he an ordinary person
Zheng Jiahe didn't notice Zhang Maorong's rich inner drama. He used a golf club to poke open the zombies that were still hanging on the iron gate after he killed them, so that those behind would come up and continue to die.
At this time, a tall and burly zombie on Zhang Maorong's side took the opportunity to grab the iron rod Zhang Maorong was holding, and yanked it hard. Because Zhang Maorong was in a daze just now, he was defenseless and bumped into the iron gate all at once. Then countless claws pressed Zhang Maorong firmly, and Zhang Maorong struggled desperately in panic. Not to mention countless bloodstains were scratched on his body by the zombies, and several zombies opened their mouths wide and bit Zhang Maorong's body.
Zheng Jiahe and Zhang Maorong were fighting on both sides of the iron gate, so even if Zheng Jiahe wanted to save him, he had to run from left to right. No matter how fast he was, it would take a few seconds, but these few seconds The clock time is enough for Zhang Maorong to die a few times.
My life is over! ! !
Feeling the approach of death, Zhang Maorong closed his eyes in horror.
However, the next moment, there was a clear gunshot of 'bang bang bang', and the zombies who grabbed Zhang Maorong were all headshot. Zheng Jiahe also arrived in time and pulled Zhang Maorong back.
"Thank you... Thank you..." Zhang Maorong finally found his voice.
Song Chengshu and Su Ruizhe used the cover of the car to pretend to take out a medicine kit from the car, and then cleaned and bandaged Zhang Maorong's wound.
Fortunately, the antibodies in the body of the supernatural person have a certain resistance to the zombie virus, and it is not so easy to be infected as a zombie. But this is only the early stage of the end of the world, and zombies will continue to evolve. In the late end of the world, if a person with supernatural abilities is scratched or bitten by a high-level zombie, he will also be infected into a zombie.
It's like a person has a cold. If the body has strong resistance, it can recover quickly, but if the resistance is weak, it may turn into pneumonia. If it is a high-risk virus such as SARS, it will be fatal directly. The same is true for the zombie virus. Once the body of the supernatural being cannot resist the attack of the zombie virus, only death and mutation will greet them.
Zhang Maorong has not long awakened his powers, and he has little combat experience. In fact, he was able to establish such a small safety zone. In fact, it was mostly luck. He couldn't fight zombies every day and was about to break through to the second level. Zheng Jiahe is on a par.
The crystal nucleus can't help the ability user to upgrade, it can only help the ability user to replenish the consumed ability. If you want to advance, you must use the ability continuously to push yourself to the limit in order to increase the reserve of the ability. When the reserves reach a certain level, there will be an opportunity for a breakthrough.
The current Zheng Jiahe is not far from the day of breakthrough.
Zheng Jiahe dealt with the remaining zombies by himself, and then walked back with an expression of asking for credit, "Brother Zhan, we've all been dealt with!"
"Well, you did a good job." Zhan Yun rarely praised him.
Zhang Maorong rested for a while, and finally regained some energy. At this moment, he also wanted to understand that his previous intuition was not wrong. These people are really not simple.
That otaku who looks like a weak chicken holding a golf club is actually stronger than him in combat. But this is the kind of person who always obeys Zhan Yun's words. Not to mention, in the chaotic scene just now, Zhan Yun stood so far away, yet he was able to kill those zombies so accurately and quickly. That kind of marksmanship was comparable to piercing Yang with a hundred steps.
Not to mention other people who have been watching with cold eyes and have never made a move. He will never dare to be contemptuous of these people.
Zhang Maorong's attitude was much more respectful than before, "Brother Zhan, thank you for saving my life just now."
Zhan Yun waved his hands and said, "It's a little effort, you don't have to be polite."
Having said that, Zhang Maorong did not dare to take his politeness as convincing, and quickly led him back, "Everyone has worked hard all the way, follow me to the back and take a rest."
The author has something to say: [Moshang Small Theater]
Zhang Maorong: Hello, I am the supernatural being who can tear zombies with his hands. I am called Brother Zhang. What's your name
Zhan Xiaoyun: Oh, I am a great demon king with excellent marksmanship and gravity that overwhelms zombies. In society, I am Brother Zhan, and I don’t talk too much.
Su Xiaozhe: Oh, I am a goblin who can eat cherries and explode. In society, I am Brother Su, and I have a lot of cute friends.
Song Chengshu: Oh, I am Song Dazai whose water can change with his mood. In society, I am Song Ge, who is weak and has many chores.
Zheng Jiahe: Oh, I am a Hulk with infinite strength, I have never torn a zombie with my hands, and I have a big brain.
Dongdong: Hello, I am a cute little one who can only be cute. In society, I am Dongdong, and people are even cuter!
Xiao Hei: Meow
Brother Zhang: What kind of weird people are these? !
[Small Theater with Wood Fuso]
Brother Zhang (I won't admit that I don't remember what it's called!): Seeing that you have a group of weak women, children and pets, is it possible that you have some ability
Zhan Yun [only a fool will tell you]: No.
Brother Zhang [Then what's the use of having this guy here]
Zhan Yun [draws out his gun, shoots his head] I have this.
Brother Zhang: Good brother, good brother.
Su Ruizhe: If peas were used, wouldn't they call us big brothers and big sisters? ! (panic)