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"Roar~
A crawling corpse was rushing towards Yang Ze at a very fast speed, waving its sharp claws, it was about to grab Yang Ze's face.
"Whoosh~
A dark afterimage slid across the air, and shot at the crawling corpse's hind legs with incomparable precision.
"Puff!
"Aw~
The crawling corpse roared, and the speed of rushing towards Yang Ze slowed down immediately.
"Yang Ze, continue!"
Wang Yi suddenly shouted, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and threw it to Yang Ze.
"To deal with crawling corpses, daggers are more useful than machetes!"
"Okay!" Yang Ze took the dagger, took it against the trend, let out a strange cry, and rushed towards the injured crawling corpse whose speed had dropped a lot.
"Shut up!
One knife after another, dark blue pieces of meat flew up and fell from the crawling corpse one by one. In the deep part of the cut, you could even see the bones with black tendons in the crawling corpse.
"Roar~
The crawling corpse roared furiously, and its sharp claws kept grabbing at Yang Ze, but it was injured by Wang Yi, and its speed was a little slower than Yang Ze's, but it was still left behind on Yang Ze's body. The scars below show the fighting ability of the crawling corpse.
"Brother Yi, all the base meat has been taken out, it's eighty-four in total."
Zhang Fei handed a bag full of Jihua meat to Wang Yi, and stood aside, watching Yang Ze's battle with the crawling corpse.
"Yang Ze, you can't do this!"
"No, this crawling corpse has been treated like this, and it can still hurt Yang Ze."
"If it were Brother Yi, it would probably be over long ago."
The people in the team stood aside in twos and threes, wiping the black blood on the weapons in their hands, watching Yang Ze fight with the crawling corpse, commenting from time to time, and it was impossible to tell that he had just experienced a big battle.
"Are there any casualties?" Wang Yi turned to Zhang Fei and asked.
"No, these zombies won't hurt the team." Zhang Fei shook his head, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.
Wang Yi asked Zhang Fei to command the battle just now, killing more than 80 zombies, but no one in the team was injured.
"Okay, well done." Wang Yi nodded, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Fei's shoulder, then turned his head and shouted at Yang Ze, who was inseparable from the crawling corpse.
"Hurry up, it will be dark soon!"
As if it was a signal, Wang Yi gave an order, and Yang Ze's speed increased sharply, and his offensive was not the same as before. He cut off the flesh of the crawling corpse without any seriousness, but reached out and grabbed the crawling corpse regardless of his own safety. With one sharp claw, while the other hand held the dagger tightly, aimed at the crawling corpse's eyes fiercely, and stabbed down fiercely!
"Puff~
The blood-red crystalline objects came out from the gap between the dagger and the crawling corpse's eye sockets without pause, and Yang Ze quickly stirred the dagger, making a gurgling sound.
"Aw aw
The crawling corpse's body kept shaking with the piercing dagger, and the roaring sound also lowered. The hanging claws seemed to be old people, and they patted Yang Ze's back lightly, without any strength, even Yang Ze's body None of the camouflage uniforms were scratched.
"Machete!"
Yang Ze yelled, pulled out the dagger, and threw it on the ground at will.
Chen Jian on the side was already ready, and threw the machete in his hand directly to Yang Ze.
"Crack!
Yang Ze took the machete, aimed at the crawling corpse's head, and chopped it down severely.
"Puff~
The smooth head burst instantly, and the abnormally smelly brain flowed out slowly, with a piece of dark red base meat.
"Brother Yi, it's all done."
Yang Ze picked up the Jihua meat and handed it to Wang Yi as if offering a treasure.
At this time, Yang Bing also walked up to Wang Yi with his war department.
"Brother Yi, I have checked all over the village, and found no remaining zombies."
"Okay." Wang Yi waved his hand.
"Clean up all the corpses of the zombies and enter the village."
In the airport hall, a seductive fragrance filled the air. Nearly one hundred and fifty people stood around a huge pot, but among them, nearly a third of them had dull faces and ragged clothes. Holding all kinds of containers in his arms, he quietly lined up in front of the cauldron.
The situation of the rest of the people is much better, the clothes on their bodies are not so dirty, and there are even fifty or sixty people holding various guns.
"Next, next!"
 Zhou Long held a huge iron spoon in his hand, stirred the pot a few times, and took out pieces of crystal clear meat, including soup and meat, and poured them into the broken bowl in the hands of the person in front of him.
Seeing that the meat had been poured into the broken bowl, the man's eyes flashed a look, complicated and helpless, and more importantly, resigned to his fate.
Stretching out a hand like a chicken claw, skinny and bony, regardless of the hot soup, he slid a few times in the broken bowl, picked out the only piece of meat, and stuffed it into Dao's mouth voraciously.
"Hey! Damn it, can't you hear what I said next!"
Zhou Long cursed angrily, and slammed the hot soup in the iron spoon onto the man's face.
"Zi La~
There was a sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, and the man trembled like a machine, and howled like a pig was slaughtered from his mouth!
"Ah~~
A mouthful of minced meat that hadn't been chewed was sprayed directly into the cauldron with the man's saliva, and even a little bit fell on Zhou Long's clothes.
"damn it!"
Anger surfaced on Zhou Long's face, his facial muscles trembled, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
"Damn it, who the hell made you vomit!"
Zhou Long slammed the spoon on the man's head hard, got up and kicked him, and directly said that the man had kicked him a few meters away!
"Pull him over to Lao Tzu!"
Still angry, Zhou Long pointed at the two men with guns behind him and shouted.
"Okay, Brother Zhou."
The two smirked, walked quickly to the dull-faced man, and without any explanation, put him directly in front of the cauldron.
"damn it!"
"I told you to vomit, do you know how much I have worked hard to find these meats!"
Cursing and swearing, Zhou Long stretched out his spoon to scoop up a handful from the cauldron, and poured the soup and meat directly on the man's face.
"Aw~~
The man was drenched by the hot soup, his mouth let out a zombie-like wail, and his whole body twisted uncontrollably.
"Hold him down for me!"
Zhou Long cursed, then took out a spoonful of soup from the pot, and poured it on the man's face.
After repeating this several times, the man had lost much life. Even though the hot soup was sprinkled on his head, the skin on his face was ripped apart, and the withered and yellow hair fell off from his head, exposing his swollen scalp.
The people around didn't seem to have seen this tragic scene, and their eyes were still dull. Only a few people had a flash of anxiety in their eyes.
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