The Name of the Gunblade, The Sound of the Sword! Roar!

You're looking for death! "

The bloody smell and stench permeating the air constantly stimulate the nerves of the surrounding zombies, making their expressions even more ferocious. Their blood-red eyes seem to be spitting out flames, and they crazily rush towards Huan Chu, stepping on the bodies of their companions.

With a light shout from Huan Chu's mouth, the machete in his hand was held upright, and it directly collided with the leading zombie, the sharp blade piercing into the zombie's right eye with a 'pu' sound.

The zombie's eyeballs burst like a black and white water balloon!

Huan Chu did not stop, he continued forward with his machete, picking up the body of the zombie and facing another zombie.

With a light flick of the hand, the machete's blade, exposed from the back of the zombie's head, once again plunged into another target's skull.

One strike, two kills!

Yiyaa! "

Huan Chu let out a light whistle from his mouth, and with a strong flick of his hand, the heads of two zombies shattered instantly, splitting into two halves directly. With a swing of his left hand, the Type 92 pistol was already in his hand.

"Puff! "

Taking advantage of the moment when Huan Chu was charging forward, a middle-aged, overweight zombie opened its mouth wide and was about to bite towards Huan Chu's shoulder. But with this bite, he bit into nothing. Huan Chu's left shoulder sank, and the dark barrel of the gun had already been inserted into his eye socket, exploding his eyeball. The bullet from the pistol whistled mercilessly, blowing up his head!

The putrid brain tissue gushed out from the zombie's head, splattering directly onto the faces of the three surrounding zombies.

But they showed neither anger nor fear.

To be precise, they no longer had any reaction, and the fierce light in their eyes gradually dimmed. Dark, foul-smelling blood oozed from their necks, as their bodies, still in the momentum of charging forward, seemed to collide with an invisible barrier and dropped straight down.

With a swift movement, Huan Chu leaped like a spring, dodging the black blood sprayed from the neck of the zombie in the air. The Type 92 pistol was already back in its holster, and both hands tightly gripped the machete. The dazzling blade directly confronted the last intermediate zombie in the zombie horde.

The black aura surged, and the sturdy intermediate-level zombie let out a miserable cry as it was split in half from the forehead to the lower body by the blade, with the stench of rotten internal organs and the intestines split into two pieces splattering everywhere!

Huan Chu didn't stop at all. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he took another step forward, dodging the attacks of two zombies by crouching down. He held the machete in his right hand and made a slashing motion towards the back, shattering the skulls of the two zombies behind him with a resounding sound.

Bleeding profusely!

"Pupu~"

Huan Chu, holding the gun again, quickly dealt with the two zombies. With a swift motion of his left hand, five bullets shot out from the silencer, knocking down five disgusting zombies that were about to pounce on him.

After strengthening his body, Huan Chu even felt that his marksmanship had improved significantly. If in the past he needed to aim at a distance of 10 meters, now he can easily kill any approaching target with the wild intuition in his body like a beast.

"Die!" "

The blade reappeared, and the machete slashed out directly from the left zombie's neck to the right zombie's ear, mixing the black blood with the gleam of the blade, making it even more dazzling.

The heads of two zombies were simultaneously sliced open by the blade, and their staggering bodies were directly knocked back by Huan Chu's monstrous strength onto the steps behind, almost smashing into a pile of flesh.

Huan Chu's toes tapped again, meeting the six red-eyed zombies rushing towards him.

Unkillable beasts!

With a silent curse in his heart, he kept hacking with the machete in his hand, stabbing directly into the skull of the zombie in the middle.

Oh~

With a light shout, he exerted force downward with his right hand, and the machete chopped vertically down from the zombie's neck. Huan Chu actually wanted to chop the zombie into two pieces again with one stroke.

Kang! "

The long-wielded machete could no longer withstand the great force from Huan Chu's hand, finally emitting a groan of unbearable burden, breaking into two pieces in the belly of the zombie it was cutting open.

Huan Chu was taken aback, watching as the rest of the zombies were about to surround him. Without hesitation, he swung his hand and smashed the handle of the knife on the bloody face of a bald zombie.

The bald zombie didn't even have a chance to howl before the thrown knife handle slammed hard into his nasal bone, causing his face to deeply cave in.

The entire head of the zombie split open with a gaping hole in the middle, the handle of the knife flew out from the back of its head, twitched, and fell down, the scene was quite eerie.

Huan Chu didn't even look at the limp zombie body on the ground. He turned around, stretched out his right hand, and actually lifted a middle-aged female zombie in his hand. Amidst the zombie's screams, Huan Chu grabbed her neck with one hand, held her thigh with the other hand, and swung her around as a weapon.

An inch of time is an inch of gold.

A zombie in Huan Chu's hands was wielded like a long spear by him, breaking the bones and chests of all the attacking zombies, and for a moment, black blood splattered and flowed like a river!

At this moment, Huan Chu took a step back, exerted force on his ankle, and threw the already battered female zombie high into the air.

The few zombies surging at the forefront were eager to get close to Huan Chu, but unexpectedly a flying object with a loud noise hit them suddenly, causing their chests to collapse and ribs to shatter, staggering them to the ground, unable to get up again.

Huan Chu, come on! Chen Wenwen watched as Huan Chu's machete was broken into two pieces. Although she was able to defeat the zombies with her fists, it was not as satisfying as having a knife in hand. She simply threw away the broken machete into the pile of zombies.

Huan Chu tiptoed, caught the falling water in the air steadily, licked the throat of a zombie with a backhand knife, and the zombie's head flew back to the side instantly.

Good knife! "

The feeling of the sword without water in Huan Chu's hand was as if there was nothing in his hand, unlike the heavy feeling of a mountain-opening knife. The blade was thin and sharp, and the sword was incredibly light, which instantly increased his speed significantly.

Suddenly there was a sharp blade in his hand, which at least doubled Huan Chu's combat power. The silver knife danced lightly, its blade shining like lightning, and with a thunderous roar, it flashed through the crowd of corpses, causing a scene of flying flesh and black blood within the warehouse gates.

A feast called Death is unfolding in the obscure Dongyuan supermarket!

At this moment, Jianghe had already turned on the flashlight he had been issued. After a long period of shooting, he felt that his arm holding the gun was starting to feel a bit strained, indicating a lack of exercise.

The broken water in Huan Chu's hand appeared particularly conspicuous under the faint flashlight, and due to its lightning-like speed, the entire blade was covered with a layer of afterimages, giving the impression that the boss was not holding a knife, but a roaring chainsaw!

Every time the water breaks with a dragon-like roar, a zombie's head will fly out, dazzling the eyes while also feeling a strange sensation constantly emerging inside the body, blood boiling! What a magnificent sight it is!

Wow! Boss, I'm here to help you! "

There is no doubt that the first person who couldn't suppress the bloodthirsty desire in his body was Li Feng. At this moment, he had already cast aside the doubts in his mind, grinned wickedly, raised his fist, and charged into the pile of zombies.

Although he knew that Huan Chu did not need his help, he still instinctively shouted out. Well, I was just trying to protect the safety of the boss, right? I believe that after this game, the boss should give me a bonus, right? You don't need too much, just one deer leg is enough.

With this idea in mind, the creepy zombie king plunged into the group of zombies like a tiger descending a mountain, screaming strangely and waving his iron fists to knock away the low-level creatures that dared to approach him one by one.

It's not that he doesn't want to use a knife, he also envies the domineering momentum of Huan Chu's one-sword breaking through the sky. Although he is good in all aspects, he just can't control his strength well. Whenever he follows Pang Le to learn knife skills, he always ends up cutting himself a few times. After studying for a week, Li Feng reluctantly discovered that his fists were more threatening than a blade.

The second person to join the battle group was not Pang Le, but Jiang He. He was also infected by the oppressive atmosphere of the boss, took out two military stabs from his legs, and fought back. His way of fighting is completely different from Huan Chu and Li Feng's violence. He crouches down and lowers his body, never engaging with more than two zombies at a time, and always targeting the ones that are isolated.

Clean and efficient, his killing speed surpasses that of Li Feng, who only cares about pleasure.

With the help of the two people, Huan Chu felt more relaxed at this moment, and he shrugged his shoulders and bumped into a young zombie that was screaming and trying to bite him. With the strength on his shoulders, Huan Chu sent the zombie flying out.

But at this moment, another zombie had already pounced over.

The addition of Li Feng and the other person did attract the attacks of the zombies to Huan Chu, relieving a lot of pressure, but in fact, it also greatly reduced Huan Chu's maneuvering space.

Although the Broken Water is as sharp as a cicada's wing, it is ultimately a straight knife with a slender blade. The distance between Huan Chu and the zombie was too close, and for a moment, there was no way to swing the knife up.

The zombie's gaping mouth grew larger and larger in front of Huan Chu, who shouted, "F**k you!" With a tilt of his head, he slammed his forehead against the side of the zombie's skull.

Bang! "

A muffled sound.

Huan Chu never expected that his head would be as strong as if he had practiced Iron Head Kung Fu, directly smashing the zombie's head into pieces. In the moment when the zombie's head exploded, Huan Chu could even easily see the unwilling and angry eyes of the zombie, hear the sound of the zombie's head shattering, and of course, smell the extremely disgusting stench coming from the brain.

"Snap! "

The zombie's head exploded like a firecracker, with dark blood and brain matter splattering all over Huan Chu's face.

Huan Chu subconsciously licked his lips and immediately felt a strong fishy smell on his tongue.

"Bah!" "

With a thick phlegm spit out, Huan Chu, holding a broken sword that had been soaked in zombie blood and turned dark brown by now, propped up the pile of zombie bodies and fought with the last dozen or so zombies.