Infinite Terror of Others

It was Zhang Xun who appeared in front of Zou Hang's bed at this moment. At this moment, there was a vague anger in Zhang Xun's eyes, and the deep groan in his mouth was like the threat of a wolf facing a powerful enemy. Zou Hang looked at him for a few seconds. It seemed that he understood something. He got out of bed and followed Zhang Xun to the window. Through the bright moonlight, he saw the densely packed black shadows outside the window, like those approaching here.

Are you here?! I want to see what the enemy is this time! Zou Hang muttered to himself.

Wake everyone up from their dreams. Gather in front of the White House. The zombies' speed is not even close. But it was clearly visible under the searchlights in the White House.

Long Bao looked at the zombies swaying and spreading in the distance with excitement, and said disdainfully: Resident evil? I didn't expect it to be this thing. It's just for newcomers to practice!

(No! Not Resident Evil)

When Zou Hang saw the faces of those zombies clearly. Although he was a little surprised, he knew that these zombies that were exactly the same as those in Resident Evil definitely did not mean that this was a scene from Resident Evil. When in the main god space. He has watched the latest Resident Evil 3.

Although this mission only exchanged materials for one thousand survival points. But there is no exchange for spiritual bullets. The amount of ordinary ammunition is very large. There are also standard weapons in the hands of newcomers. Of course, the newcomer here only represents Wen Yiyue. Zhang Xun will never fight with a gun. And that girl Ke'er shouldn't have entered this world at all.

The trademark that abandoned the presidential car is a rectangle with a shining star representing Lincoln's long car. Everyone crowded on a powerful off-road BMW. Bai Yu drove the BMW forward quickly. The skylight was opened, and Longbao's half body was stretched out of the window. The powerful Minigun M134 7.62mm machine gun sprayed out turbulent fire, and the crisp sound of shell shells being unloaded kept composing. Next to him, An Ran flipped his hands with two Desert Eagles to shoot headshots at the zombies that were closer. The speed is so fast that you can hardly see her reloading the magazine. Although there are many zombies piled up on the entire road. But after a massacre-like shuffle, they all fell to the ground. Moreover, zombies do not seem to appear infinitely.

When the BMW is already speeding through the city. And then the place. The zombies are just sporadic. This level of difficulty seems too unchallenging. As long as the dragon storm has enough bullets, it can completely kill all the zombies in the city.

And in a small hotel. There was a lot of sweat on Wu Tian's forehead. Under his eyelids, his two eyeballs were constantly moving. When ordinary people look at it, they know it's a nightmare. And in his nightmare. A full-body purple leather suit appeared. More than two meters tall, a six-barreled Gatling machine gun was spinning in his hand. His seven or eight tentacles are constantly reversing. It looks so fierce and evil...

After a long squeaking sound. The BMW stopped. Zou Hang flashed out. Even the car door is saved. appeared on the street. Because in a department store on one side, the lights on the third floor were still on. It is now past two o'clock in the morning. At this time, except for the street lights, these high-rise buildings have all dimmed. There was still light on the third floor of the building in front of me, indicating that someone was there. Zombies are not afraid of the dark.

The flash skill consumes very little blood in Zou Hang's body. It has basically become Zou Hang's transportation skill. But after a few flashes. When he entered the hall on the first floor, he was already in deep danger! But will Zou Hang be that simple? When he was at the door, with the help of the green pupil that could almost replace the low-light detector, he had already seen that it was full of zombies. The gathering of zombies is attracted by the smell of people.

Shame on the blood! After Zou Hang let out a low voice, 10% of his blood flew into the sky. Under the blood mist, the power of just 10% of the blood had already driven all the zombies to the ground, leaving no corpses behind. Of course, this is also inseparable from Zou Hang's current strong mental power.

Zou Hang raised his right hand. But I saw a small bite mark. Unexpectedly, he was attacked as soon as he appeared among the zombies. However, Zou Hang smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously. The strong cell activity can even immunize against infection by 'fish' bacteria. Will he still be afraid of this?

Everyone went to the second floor, but the stairs between the second and third floors were separated by a thick firewall. Of course, such a partition can withstand a few rocket attacks. You must not stop everyone from moving forward. At some point, Supervisor Huang in the team had disappeared. And Bai Yu holding one in his hand seemed very strange. It looks like a dagger made of tangled muscles. A door was opened on the firewall like cutting tofu.

Zou Hang had just entered the door to repeat the plot.

Who is it? As soon as he finished speaking, the muzzle of Luo Chen's CZ550FS rifle was already pointed at the incoming person! Zou Hang was too lazy to reply, but the group entered the room. It's all clear.

Have your hands been injured? Ke'er, who had been following him without making any achievements, spoke to Zou Hang. As he said this, he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and tried to bandage Zou Hang.

This sound attracted everyone's attention. What is the scariest thing about the T-Virus in Resident Evil? It's an infection! Some people got excited when they saw the bite mark. Ke'er didn't seem to know that there was something called a first aid bandage, which was more effective than the clothes she was wearing. However, the few old people didn't take it seriously and didn't even think about taking out the bandages. Of course they knew the wound would disappear soon. Taking it out is also a waste.

But the other people didn't know what it meant, and Luo Chen's memory of the biohazard caused him to pick up the gun again and shout: Leave him alone! He will turn into a zombie in a while.

Idiot! Several old people responded to Luo Chen's words with just one sentence. Zou Hang was too lazy to pay attention to him. The life and death of these people had no meaning now. Follow the previous practice. For this kind of people. He'll go straight to the killer. I believe they wouldn't have any problem killing a few of his old men now. Because although some people have no effect now, they may be a help or even a hindrance in the future. Zou Hang has always classified those useless people as resistance. Because there are some things that cannot be expected too much. At best, assistance is icing on the cake, while resistance may be adding fuel to the fire.

Of course, his approach and ideas cannot be understood by those who think they are noble. So why bother. It's better to just let nature take its course and let those people experience the consequences.

Bang! There was a gunshot, UU Reading www.uukａnshu.net Luo Chen was still surprised, he didn't shoot! But the sound came from the firewall. The Desert Eagle in the hand of a girl with blackened skin sounded. It was Bai Yu's sister who shot outside.

Zou Hang flashed out. Under the low stairs connecting the second and third floors, a rather powerful character appeared. The clicking Gatling gun continued to emit tongues of flame, weaving a line of death. As soon as Zou Hang appeared outside, he was targeted by the evil god of revenge. Even if it stops, it may be beaten into a sieve. But it's puzzling. Zou Hang moved in front of the evil god of revenge as if he was strolling in a courtyard. But he didn't attack. So relaxed and not nervous at all.

And right now. The evil god of vengeance split and shattered into several corpses. The body fluids in the body are still squirming in filth. No matter how strong his cell activity is, he can no longer do anything. Bai Yu walked away from the corpse. No matter how strong the muscles of the Evil God of Vengeance are. But in his hands, the dagger Huang Jian turned into was like tofu. Seeing those tentacles still tumbling around. Long Bao pinched his fingers. The corpse of the evil god of vengeance was beaten into pulp by high-temperature bullets. Then, the muscles and skin of Long Bao's body suddenly turned into rocks. Dragon Storm stepped forward and trampled the few remaining corpses to pieces with his thick feet like hammers.

Maybe these zombies, or the evil god of vengeance, are too scary in front of newcomers. But in front of the few people now, it has no effect at all -