Obviously, the zombie was heading towards him.
Although it was slow, it was clearly aimed at the target.
He was not Qin Jing. Even without using his hands, he could completely block his breathing and not let his nose breathe out a single breath. The marshal's hands were firmly tied by the shelves on both sides. Although he tried his best to pout and hold his breath, there was still a weak airflow coming out from his nose.
Perhaps he couldn't feel it himself, but the zombies definitely could.
Did it have to be so tragic!
Seeing the zombie approaching his door step by step, the marshal turned his head away with all his might, not letting him come close to his face.
Beside him, Ninth Uncle Wen hid behind the table, his two fingers stuffed into his nose as he watched intently.
Awesome, too awesome!
It was even more exciting than watching a show.
Although the marshal turned his head around and tried his best to grab the zombie that was spinning around the door, he clearly noticed the two people's gazes. When he saw the two people laughing, he was so angry that his brain went dizzy. These two bastards!
He was actually gloating!
The zombie's eyes were staring straight ahead without any focus. It lifted its head slightly and sniffed continuously. Gradually, its body began to go against the laws of nature and gravity, falling forward.
The angle between his body and the ground was clearly out of the ordinary.
The commander used all his strength to move his head back and avoid the zombie's face that was coming closer. He really couldn't accept his father's current state and getting so close to him!
No, I
can't take it anymore ~ The
zombie's head had already reached its neck. The marshal's hand was almost stretched out. If it wasn't for the rope binding it, he would have fallen directly.
Pu ~~
Just as the marshal was about to give up, a long farting sound suddenly sounded from a corner.
Ninth Uncle, who was squatting, instantly turned his head and looked at Wen Cai's face.
At the critical moment, he actually…It was leaking!
Ninth Uncle really wanted to slap him into a vase.
How could the zombie not smell such a strong puff of air? The zombie immediately turned back and jumped toward Ninth Uncle.
No way!
Qin Jing was also convinced.
How could the two people who were still squatting fight the zombie? Although they were holding their breaths, the zombie was already in front of them very quickly.
This time, it was the marshal's turn to laugh.
I made you laugh, I made you laugh, but you can't laugh anymore, right?
The marshal twisted his waist and shook his fart. He looked at Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai, who were facing the zombies, with a face full of smiles. He was extremely proud.
This guy!
Looking at the smug handsome man, Uncle Nine glared at Wencai.
Wen Cai, who was being glared at by his master, had a bitter expression on his face, but it quickly lit up again. His eyes narrowed as he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a magic weapon that could win.
Wen Cai reached into his chest and took out his slingshot. He put the marble inside and pulled it up.
Hehehehe!
Wen Cai winked at his master and chuckled. He looked at the marshal with a malicious expression.
Pa!
The marble flew out and hit the marshal's face. He almost cried out in pain.
The accuracy was extremely high.
No way, he actually endured it?
Wen Cai was a little surprised when he saw the marshal holding back his words.
What should he do?
At this moment, a hand reached out from the side. Wen Cai's eyes widened when he saw it. So big!
As expected of Master!
Ninth Uncle was holding a black pearl that was three times bigger than his own.
Wen Cai took it, and without waiting for his master's signal, he had already placed it on the slingshot without hesitation, aimed at the marshal, and shot.
It
was not the sound of a marble hitting someone, but the sound of a slap.
Beside him, Ninth Uncle, who was about to reach out to stop him, saw Wen Cai shoot the marble and slapped him on the head.
This idiot, the thunderbolt bead used to fight zombies. He wanted him to fight zombies, but he actually used it to fight people.
Ninth Uncle was really angry.
And most importantly, he missed.
These two were really funny. Qin Jing looked at the zombie that was almost in front of the two of them. He turned his finger and quietly pointed behind him.
Spirit pressure adjustment, 10% of power.
Dao Breaking-Charge!
Puff!
A shockwave shot out from the air and hit the commander's smirking face.
Puff!
His face was twisted and his mouth was pouted. Blood splattered everywhere. A bloody tooth flew out of the marshal's mouth and flew far away.
At the same time, the marshal wailed in pain.
The zombie that was advancing suddenly stopped.
With a swoosh, the zombie turned around on the spot and quickly jumped toward the commander.
It hurts ~~
The marshal was still screaming. He didn't know where the strength came from, but it actually tore the rope on one side.
Qin Jing saw it very clearly. It was another literary talent.
The part that broke was the part where Wen Cai was tied up. How lazy was this guy? He even cut corners on the rope!
The marshal, who had broken free, covered his right cheek with all his might and screamed. His teeth were knocked out. He had never suffered such pain before.
Who hit me?
The furious marshal didn't notice the zombie's arrival until the zombie's shoes were in front of him and the voice reached his side. Only then did the marshal shut his bloody mouth and cover it.
Thump!
The zombie took a step forward.
The marshal took a step back.
However, he was tied to the frame in front of the coffin. There was a huge coffin behind him, so there was not much distance to retreat. After two steps, the marshal's back suddenly hit the coffin.
This time, there was no way to retreat.
Damn the frame, which bastard made it so thick that he didn't even have the distance to go over. He cursed those workers in his heart and bent down bit by bit.
The zombie stopped and tilted its body a little. Its hands stretched forward and its head slowly moved closer.
Although he now had an extra hand that could cover his nose and mouth, the smell of blood from his mouth and the teeth that Qin Jing had knocked out attracted the zombie's attention.
The commander pressed down on the incomparably heavy coffin and tried his best to hide. The zombie also followed suit and moved forward little by little.
The
zombie between the two of them had completely blocked all angles. Qin Jing, who was standing behind the zombie, turned around.
These two people were really dragging things out!
Seeing the marshal hiding and the zombie sniffing, Qin Jing simply raised his hand.
Right hand, middle finger.
His finger directly poked out from behind the zombie and tapped on its back.
Press it!
However
…he did not move at all.
Huh? He
was slightly surprised. He didn't expect the zombie to be stronger than he had imagined.
However, because he used too little strength, the zombie did not notice at all.
Since half of his strength was not enough,
Qin Jing pressed down hard.
The zombie's body was already leaning forward. How could a zombie that had just grown up withstand Qin Jing's strength? With this, it was directly pressed down by Qin Jing.
"Wow!"
There was no way he could dodge at this time. The tied up marshal turned his head and stared at his father with wide eyes. His blue sharp nails, sharp fangs, and a ferocious expression were pressing down on him.
First, the sharp blue fingernails stabbed at the zombie's face. The marshal's right hand that was covering his face loosened its grip and grabbed the zombie's wrist, pulling it to the side.
It was useless to just hold one hand. The zombie's fallen body and face came over.
Daddy,
the handsome man wanted to cry!
Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the marshal really cried.
At this moment, he didn't even have the chance to collide. Both sides were blocked by his arms and stuck in the middle. There was no gap at all.
Who cares if he dies or not? I don't care anymore. I'll give it my all! With nowhere to retreat, the marshal didn't retreat but instead advanced. He raised his head and his lips pressed against hers.
Bam ~
Her eyes, which had been widened in fear, suddenly widened.
The three of them looked at each other, completely dumbfounded.
The corners of his mouth were curled up, and he used all his strength to block the zombie's fangs and lips. The man and the zombie met in front of the three of them.
"..."
Qin Jing turned around and witnessed the scene in front of him. He did not expect that his press would cause such a shock.
He actually had such a strong taste!
However, it was obvious that the zombie would be a fool if it did not notice its son, who was so close to it, after being hit like that.
The smell of blood that entered his mouth stimulated the zombie.
"Roar ~~" A roar.
The zombie opened its mouth and bit down.
Meat. Beep. She pouted. Her lips were pouted so sexily. The zombie bit down hard.
"Ah ~~~"
Who would have thought that the zombie would move its mouth so easily? The commander, who was still feeling disgusted by the fact that he had blocked the zombie, suddenly screamed.
In an instant, his anger dissipated.
The zombie had completely sensed his presence.
However, the zombie still did not let go. It did not let go of its bloody mouth. Instead, it opened its mouth and completely blocked it. It began to suck hard.
Blood sucking?
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Jing was really broadened.
The marshal and the zombie continued to play with each other. The fight was extremely intense, and their entire bodies were constantly trembling. Taking advantage of this moment, the three of them also released their breathing at the same time and took in a deep breath.
They weren't immortals after all.
"Hurry up and save him!”Ninth Uncle pulled up his pants and shouted at Qin Jing.
Qin Jing looked at the commander, who was scratching and whining with his right hand. He grabbed the zombie's collar and pulled it back forcefully.
However, at this moment, the zombie was very tenacious. No matter how hard Qin Jing pulled, the zombie would not let go.
Tsk tsk, a zombie that had only grown for a few days wanted to resist?”
Qin Jing grabbed the zombie's shoulder blades tightly with both hands. In the next moment, he exerted strength with both hands and feet at the same time.
A fallen ankle.
There was a loud bang.
The zombie's entire body was sent flying. The hands that were thrown out and the zombie's body that was sent flying heavily smashed into the wall behind it.
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