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"Xu Ziming! Put me down!"
"You pervert, you bastard, you bastard. You played with me, and you're not taking responsibility. I should have left with Cao Ke and the others!!!”
"You bastard who doesn't recognize people when you pull up your pants!”
" You will die tonight!!!"
"I shouldn't have trusted you!”
On the arm of an abandoned excavator.
A woman with a good figure was hanging on it, and she was even naked.
Foul-mouthed words spewed out of her mouth.
The person she was scolding was standing on the roof next to her with a group of people following her.
He was even wearing a cloak on his back.
This person was Xu Ziming, whom Cao Ke and the others had mentioned.
He didn't say anything and just watched quietly.
Soon, the thing he was waiting for arrived.
It was a zombie that was about three to four meters tall.
He rushed out of the school's green forest.
This was one of the level-three zombies that had evolved in the school.
They also called it a tyrant.
Because it looked too similar to the Tyrant in Resident Evil.
He had brown muscles with a beard, a terrifying height, and an overwhelming aura.
It was as if the tyrant had been cast into reality.
The woman who kept shouting was the bait used to bait the Tyrant.
Below the woman were all kinds of gasoline barrels, and beside them were all kinds of steel nails.
They wanted to blow this damn thing up.
As for the reason, it was for the zombie nucleus in the Tyrant's brain.
The nucleus of a level-three zombie was enough for Xu Ziming to become a level-three evolutionary.
It had been more than a year since the apocalypse.
He had consumed a lot of zombie nuclei.
However, he had yet to enter the ranks of a level-3 evolutionary.
A few days ago, the officials announced that the second evolution frenzy was about to arrive.
He could not help but feel a little anxious. Only powerful strength could ensure that he could live like an emperor in the apocalypse.
In order to be the only one, Xu Ziming even controlled everyone to not let them kill zombies and consume zombie cores.
Women became his playthings, and men became his lackeys.
Most of the men were even killed by him.
He had no choice but to take the risk and hunt level-three zombies.
" As long as I obtain the nucleus of a level-three zombie, I can become a level-three evolved human…"
The more Xu Ziming thought about it, the more excited he became.
He was tired of playing with these women.
He needed to find a new one.
As for Cao Ke and the other two who had escaped…
He was very unwilling.
"Please don't let me meet you again!”
The man licked his lips.
Thump, thump!
A dull thud came from behind.
Xu Ziming had yet to turn around.
The head of the underling holding the detonator beside him shattered in front of him.
Brain matter and boiling blood stained his face.
"Tsk tsk, so disgusting."
Xu Ziming looked at the dead body of his underling beside him and fell to the ground.
The man in front of him even wiped his hands, which were covered in brain matter and blood, on his clothes.
Wu Ping picked up the detonator from the headless corpse and threw it out.
"Tell me, why do you want to kill such a good material for refining corpses? Moreover, only a living soul can be extracted. If you explode it into pieces, where can I extract it?”
Wu Ping had already noticed Tyrant when he was in the sky.
It was a good material for refining corpses.
The best choice for a bodyguard.
Look at his figure, which was like an iron tower. After refining it, he looked impressive and powerful when placed to the side.
And the result?
These people actually wanted to blow it up!
How could Wu Ping let such a good thing be destroyed just like that?
Even if it didn't explode, it would still affect its appearance if it lost an arm or a leg.
For the Tyrant's corpse, he even asked Cao Ke if their school had something like formalin.
When the time came, he would use it to soak it and wait for him to obtain the corpse refining technique before coming back to refine it.
Cao Ke said yes.
Wu Ping couldn't wait to come down.
Xu Ziming was completely frightened by Wu Ping's imposing manner.
If he was the target of this person's attack, then he would have died without even noticing it.
Someone quietly took half a step back.
Wu Ping raised his hand and pointed. A dark red flame darted over and directly ignited that person.
The screams did not stop, but they stopped in the blink of an eye.
Because the person had already been burned to ashes.
"Did I let you move?"
Wu Ping said casually.
Everyone stood there in a daze. Only this person moved. If they didn't kill him, who else would they kill?
He didn't fit in at all.
She looked at the man in front of her.
"I heard you're called Xu Ziming?" Wu Ping asked.”
Pa.
A slap landed on Xu Ziming's face, and half of his face was smashed.
"Did you fucking leave your vocal cords at home? Speak!"
The intense pain made Xu Ziming, who had been above everyone for a long time, instantly furious.
"How dare you hit me!!”
Bang!
The man's voice stopped abruptly.
Oh! It turned out that his head had been kicked.
"Forget it, I won't ask you anymore. It's troublesome."
He turned around and looked at Cao Ke and the other two." Come over here. Look at these people. Which one of them is not pleasing to the eye? Which one of them likes to explode? Kill them if you have to."”
After saying that, Wu Ping turned around and jumped down.
The woman hanging on the excavator was already half eaten.
He looked at Wu Ping.
Tyrant's simple brain couldn't figure it out.
Was this an extra meal?
He stretched out his hand and grabbed at Wu Ping.
Wu Ping couldn't bear to hurt it too much.
This big guy, this muscles, this style.
So handsome!
He also reached out and grabbed Tyrant's hand. The Tyrant, which weighed at least a thousand pounds, was lifted up by Wu Ping with one hand and smashed to the ground.
Please press your hand on the Tyrant's forehead.
He pulled her out.
Tyrant's soul was instantly extracted.
This was the restraint of Immortal Cultivation against the apocalyptic world.
As for swinging it, don't mind it. That was purely Wu Ping's physical strength. It was not worth making a fuss about.
Wu Ping's eyes lit up!
This was simply the best candidate for the soul flag commander!!!
He carried the Tyrant's corpse and flew to the low building.
Xu Ziming's lackeys were kneeling on the ground, begging Cao Ke and the others with snot and tears in their eyes.
He even accused Xu Ziming of his brutality.
At this moment, Wu Ping's voice sounded,"Do you want to keep them for dinner?”
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