The live broadcast room was silent for a while before it reacted.
"This…is this really a fire?! I was just following the crowd just now. I didn't want to kill anyone!!”
"Just like what little brother said, it's too late. It's all too late now.! What did you do earlier?"
"Well, according to the rules, little brother should have to see through the true identity of the zombie to pass.”
"But now, all the zombies have been slaughtered by him. I just want to ask, does this count as passing?!”
"Same question!"
Eldest Brother Tang stared at the live broadcast room without saying a word.
Although his expression was serious, he was not nervous at all.
Because Elder Zhao had just called again.
He said that he would be in charge of the prank scene.
He only had to be responsible for his job as a host and appease the audience. He didn't have to care about anything else.
After that, it had nothing to do with him.
There was this sentence.
He had completely forgotten about his mental arithmetic.
Now, there was a heavenly king in front of them.
He did not mind the liveliness.
"I want to tell everyone a piece of news. Just now, Elder Zhao has already given instructions. As long as this little brother called Fan Ling kills all the zombies at the scene, he will pass.”
"The ancients said it well. If you can't solve the problem, you have to solve the person who created it.”
"The second round, which Elder Zhao has meticulously arranged, is waiting for him, so please do not leave now.”
"This is not the end, but the beginning!!”
Eldest Brother Tang came out to answer.
The live broadcast room became lively again.
"F * ck! Elder Zhao? The Elder Zhao from the most mysterious organization in the world, the Elder Council?! Looks like it's for real."
"The program team really has a strong background. They brazenly watched someone open fire and kill people, but not only did they not stop it, they even continued?!”
"This is only happening in the United Metropolis. If something like this happened in China, no matter how powerful the background is, it would be enough to shoot a hundred rounds!!”
"Look, little brother's bullets are gone.”
Kakaka!
The empty shell's voice sounded continuously.
Fan Ling's finger on the trigger finally loosened.
It was because the bullets were fired too quickly.
Green smoke filled the air.
For a moment, he could not see the real situation in front of him.
Now, everyone's hearts were on tenterhooks as they asked a question!!
Are there any survivors?
Not long after.
The green smoke dissipated.
It was a bloody slaughterhouse.
There were red, white, yellow, and all kinds of colors.
Those who didn't know better would think that they had arrived at a pig slaughtering farm.
"Ugh!"
Many people in the live broadcast room who were not mentally strong vomited on the spot.
However, he still stared at the screen without blinking.
Because they knew.
This scene was broadcasted live.
This might only happen once in his lifetime.
It was very likely tomorrow.
The live broadcast room was banned.
If he didn't look, he wouldn't have another chance.
It could also be considered a kind of abnormal gene hidden in the deepest depths of mankind.
"Ah! And zombies!"
A scream woke everyone up.
All of them stared straight ahead.
As expected, there were only three zombies left.
Although the Gatling gun had fierce firepower.
However, he was not invincible.
Moreover, there was only one.
It still couldn't form a bullet screen.
It was inevitable that some of them would be lucky enough to escape.
But the key was that Fan Ling's Gatling gun was out of bullets.
In an instant, the crowd behind them fell into despair again.
"Out of bullets? Wouldn't we become meat on the chopping board of zombies again?!”
"Sigh! Brother Fan, we know that you have tried your best. This is all fate. There is no other way. If there is a next life, I, Du Mao, will definitely find you to acknowledge me as my brother. Meeting a hero like you before I die is worth it even if I die.”
The people behind him were reasonable.
At the crucial moment, he didn't blame Fan Ling for not shooting accurately.
Since he was going to die, he might as well say something nice and have another companion on the road to hell.
However, they soon realized something.
Those zombies didn't attack them while they were sick.
Instead, they turned around decisively and ran away.
From the looks of it, he was trying to escape to the entrance.
Their sorrow immediately turned into joy.
"The zombies are scared! That was great! We're saved!"
Some of them even patted Fan Ling with all their might to express their approval and excitement.
There was nothing more comfortable in life than being alive.
Fan Ling grinned.
These guys.
If he was happy, then so be it.
Why are you touching me?
The key was that it was not light or heavy.
"It's too early for you to be happy. It's only been a while. These zombies have escaped. If they have a way to communicate with their own kind and call more zombies to attack us, won't we still die? Therefore, we must kill them all!"
Fan Ling said.
Everyone was stunned.
Although this guess was ridiculous, it was not without reason.
After all, reality was not a movie.
Since these zombies were afraid of guns, it meant that they had retained some human intelligence.
There was no reason why he didn't have the ability to call for help from his own kind!!
Just as everyone and the livestream audience were discussing.
She wanted to see how he would solve the problem without bullets.
He took out two oversized detonators that were as thick as his arm.
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