Chapter 53: The Battle2

The zombie outside the window is stable for now, and the one inside is still looking at him.

He also heard the song, but only slightly turned his head, paused a few times, and his eyes were once again fixed on the crowd across the case.

No one knows when it will pounce, maybe never, maybe in the next second.

Qi Yan quietly touched the rag, slowly wrapped on the palm. He was already wearing black leather gloves, so the rag was actually a layer over them.

"Josie."

Johns, whose name was suddenly called, had a shiver down his spine, a foreboding in his heart, and the final sound was trembling: "... Huh?"

"Wait for you to lead it to chase you, Wu Zhou, you wait for an opportunity to draw the gun in its hand from behind, even if you can't draw it, you also hold the gun rod and don't let it attack." As soon as his weapon was restrained, I covered his mouth from behind. As long as I cover it, the others will come and help hold it together and try to fix it, and then Zhao He, the puncture head will be handed over to you."

Qiaosiqi just want to protest why the bait so glorious task always spend down their own, but did not wait for him to open his mouth, Zhao He protested first

"Division of labor exchange, poke the head you come, cover my mouth on me."

"Reason."

"It takes height to cover your mouth, and it takes strength to cover it, and I'm better for both than you."

After a very short thought, Qi Yan took off the cloth and gloves together, handed them to Zhao He, and whispered: "Pay attention to safety."

Zhao He put on the gloves, also wrapped the cloth, and finally put the end of the cloth near the corner of the wrist, stuffed into the glove, and smiled: "You don't poke it."

In a few words, the division of labor is settled.

In this situation, basic physical strength is largely decisive for the battle, so unless Wu Zhou and Zhao He do not want to, there is no one better than them. However, they both agreed without any ambiguity, and the result was virtually blocking Johns' path.

Others protest in order to change a more dangerous job, but their protest is to strike, and then hopeless classmate Joe can not open this mouth.

"Johns, ready?

"... MHM."

"Go!

Just die! I'll do it!

With Qi Yan's voice is not loud but short and powerful order, Qiaosiqi is like a crafty rabbit, Miso fled out and ran all the way along the bar table!

The zombie on the opposite side of the strip is obviously more likely to have an instinctive reaction to the fast-moving living person, and the eyes change to be pulled by Josiqi, and the feet are loose, and gradually move in the same direction parallel to Josiqi.

Josiqi ran to the end of the desk, thanks to the emergency brake, or almost rushed out directly. At this time Yu Zisheng distance from the same position there are a few meters away, but its pace has been faster and faster, the line of sight is firmly locked Qiaosiqi, and can not accommodate the next thing!

Josiki was stared at layers of goose bumps, as if there were needles in every sweat pore, trembling into the bone marrow. But he clenched his teeth, firmly motionless, like a confrontation with Yu Zisheng, in fact, peripheral light has been locked in the rear secretly action of Wuzhou.

Finally, Yu Zisheng chase to the end of the desk, see will go around the desk head to this side. But just as it went to the corner, Wu Zhou finally caught the opportunity to bend over, jumped forward, tightly grasped the long gun left by the zombie as a short knife, and forcefully pulled back!

The gun was caught the moment, originally all the attention on the body of the zombie Josiqi suddenly noticed, wait until Wu Zhou seized the gun, the former has re-clenched the gun head and the gun rod connection!

Aaaaah.

Take it.

After all, the former is half a beat fast, so the blade along the tightening of the fingers struggling to come out, all of a sudden blood splashed!

"Ow ow ow --"

The zombie howled wildly, and blood trickled down the fingertips of his deeply cut hand, pooling into tiny pools of blood on the ground.

It doesn't hurt. It doesn't feel pain.

Its howl was anger, the instinctive, almost animalistic rage of something being robbed!

No matter Josiqi, zombie one turn back, jump to Wu Zhou!

The latter had already taken precautions and fled!

Zhao He, who had been waiting for a long time earlier, held his breath and walked slowly in the opposite direction of the chase war at the other end of the table.

Finally, Zhao He rubbed shoulders with the zombie.

The next second his hand to support the side of the platform in the air, a dive went straight over the case, fell firmly behind Yu Zisheng! Before the zombie heard the change to find the source of sound, he has affixed a cover each other's mouth and nose!

The zombie instinctively raises his hand and begins to grasp the hand of the prey covering his mouth. Its strength is great, even across the rag and gloves, Zhao He's hand straight pain!

Song Fei, Zhou all, Feng Qi white, he asked four soldiers with masks and goggles immediately jumped over, like a long reunion hug Yu Zisheng!

Helpless zombie like electric shock general, crazy kicking and twisting, do not let people close, this Song Fei is not easy to avoid a foot, just hugged its waist, was its hands to choke the neck, almost suffocated!

Frantic pulling is a good thing to stop, but the hands turned to attack comrades, let Zhao He worried. Because all his strength was in controlling his head from under his palm, he couldn't save anyone.

Week is always switched to a short knife, this will save the heart, regardless of the three seven 21, a knife into the zombie arm!

But the zombies are not budged!

Feng white what to ask see a person grab a wrist, pull hard to both sides!

When several parties were deadlocked, Qi Yan rushed to the side of the zombie, raised a gun to its temple, and stabbed it hard!

When the blade comes, the zombie suddenly throws away Song Fei, and pushes backward. Zhao He, who tried to imprison it, was originally holding the zombie's hand and body together to push back to contend with the zombie's forward break away, but the result was that the one who broke away suddenly also moved backward, and the sudden change of force made him unsteady on the sole of his feet, and he shook back with the zombie.

This shake does not matter, originally against the temple of the blade against the back of Zhao He's hand slipped over. If Zhao He's leaning back a little bit smaller, the knife would have stabbed him in the hand. Even now that his life had escaped, the proximity made it clear that the hair on the back of his hand felt the chill.

"I told you not to skew!" Zhao He has no skin on the back of his hand, but his tense nerves have been completely cracked.

Qi Yan was also frightened for a while, but more annoyed. Of course he doesn't want to, but this monster is uncontrollable!

What's more, under the continuous struggle of its head, the duster on Zhao He's hand has been pushed into a pile of four fingers, and at this time, the palm that really struggles to cover its mouth, only the protection of leather gloves!

"Hurry up, he's going to chew through the gloves!" Zhao He was so anxious that beads of sweat filled his head.

"Then hold it down!" Qi is also anxious to speak. Not only to stab the zombie's head, but also to avoid the hand of Zhao He covering its half face, if the attack from the side, even have to consider the two Siamese twins swaying back and forth. There's still a chance to stab a zombie, but if you stab a fellow soldier, there's no way back.

"I would like to hold down my fucking strength too!" This is a monster!"

Anxious roar Zhao He has been in the zombie struggle push hit all the way back to the washing sink, with the sink card to Zhao He waist, Yu Zisheng after hit again does not work, looking at the right time of Song Fei and Feng white, tightly hug Yu Zisheng lower body!

The maniacal zombie hammered the two men's arched backs so hard that they almost vomited blood.

Then came Wu Zhou and Zhou all close to the person hugging an arm!

Yu Zisheng was stopped again, but Zhao He knows that this can only persist for a short time, and has been bitten raw palm suddenly came a fierce sense of friction - zombie struggling to side face to bite his defenseless wrist!

Zhao He no longer hesitated, no longer waiting for Qi Yan, a big hand to loosen, in the zombie chew an empty moment, suddenly from the zombie back out, a naked eye can hardly see the turn, the left hand hard to cover the zombie face door, a hard press!

With a clang, the zombie's head is pushed directly into the sink, and the back of the head makes a loud noise against the bottom of the stainless steel sink!

Zhao He did not do both, right hand out waist army spear, left hand suddenly lifted, directly stabbed at the exposed zombie face door!

But just at the moment Zhao He raised his hand, the zombie began to swing its head violently, and when the army thorn arrived, it happened to tilt its head to one side, and the army thorn lost its aim and stabbed it straight into its cheek!

The thick, dark red blood flowed immediately down the spines.

Zhao He wanted to pull out the army thorn and stab again, but the other side unexpectedly with his pull out the force of the army thorn and head directly into his goggles!

The huge impact made Zhao He buzz.

The zombie continues to try again, the upper body is completely upright, while vigorously swinging his arms!

Zhao He was directly knocked open, and Zhou and Wu Zhou, who were holding its arms, were also brought under their feet.

Before they could stand, the zombie had bitten Chow's hand, which was holding its left arm!

Week all had to let go.

The freed zombie's left arm goes straight to Wu Zhou's face!

At the same time that Wu Zhou was forced to give up, the zombie suddenly rushed forward forcefully, with Song Fei and Feng Qi White holding its lower body directly hit the table!

The sharp bone pain brought by the violent impact makes the latter two moments relaxed, the zombie turned back and swung his arm, warding off Qi Yan's long gun, and directly shaking off Luo Geng's short knife.

Although the price is two more knives on the arm of the deep mouth, but it seems to have entered the extreme crazy state, hands and feet climbed on the table, directly descending to the opposite Lin Di Lei pounce!

Lin Di Lei is not the first time to win this honor, early preparedness, immediately fled. Can run not two steps, feel wrong, a look back, zombies did not chase her, people this time selected is Li Jingyu!

Compared with Lin Di Lei's experience, Li Jingyu has been treated this way, and he can run long distance, sprint does not have explosive power, stumbling and fleeing how a mess!

"I've offended everyone --"

Li really wanted to cry. If only one Nobel Peace Prize can be awarded out of 14 people in two martial arts classes, he is the perfect candidate!!!

Small partners breathing, the original vague speculation can now be implemented -

"It picks on the weak!"

"I thank you!!"

The small whale, who was suffering from both physical and mental devastation, suddenly saw the soybean oil on the stove in a wild run, and immediately asked his comrades loudly: "Can you pour oil to burn it?" ! Hurry, wait on line --"

'No way!

"We must sleep on the street if we don't die from a fire!"

"Cut off food and water!"

"Lack of clothes and wear little!"

"Then you help me!!" Li Jingyu vowed that he would remember such a profound friendship in his life.

Small partners and how can not help it, speaking Song Fei has been chasing after the dead body, but the hand just caught each other's clothes, it was quickly running away from it. Tried several times in a row, it is like this, Song Fei was anxious to look around, suddenly eyes bright!

"Hold on, little whale!

"I can, but my legs might give out --"

Question and answer between Song Fei has taken off the down jacket, the front of the personal hoodie is packed with detergent, after a plastic bottle thrown, climbed to the other end of the desk, just able to stop the rushing Li Jingyu after a few seconds.

"Little whale, avoid me!"

A loud roar, Song Fei suddenly at a very low height to the ground, by inertia and the lubrication force of dishwashing detergent to speed forward, like a lightning!

Li Jingyu unknown Song Fei intention, but instinct obedient, see teammates into a sheet row, a foot translation, from the side agile run.

But the zombie is not so lucky, the sudden roadblock in through Li Jingyu after the arms reach forward, suddenly firmly embrace its feet!

The zombie steps suddenly stop, but the upper body is still in inertia, and eventually the whole body falls straight forward!

Song Fei had been expected to loose his arm and roll aside as soon as he lost his balance.

Just out of the way, I heard a bang, the zombie face down on the ground, and Luo Geng, who had been watching the battle, immediately mounted its waist and raised his knife to...

Hey, where's the knife?

Luo Geng looked at his empty right hand, almost collapsed, highly nervous he actually forgot that he had just been the zombie brandished the weapon!

"Luo Geng!" Zhao He suddenly shouted, "Get thorns!"

Luo students suddenly looked up, saw the original belongs to their own army thorn is breaking through the air, sharp return!

Luo Geng became excited and immediately... Duck and hide.

Clanking --

The thorns hit the marble floor with a crisp sound.

Zhao He was mad: "Why don't you answer?" "

Luo Geng felt that the other side was crazy: "This fucking hand will be wasted!"

Zhao He: "That's what happens in movies!"

Luo Geng: "The movie is still full of handsome men!"

Zhao He also dont know Luo students this is since black or opened the map gun, but at the moment also can not manage so much, see Yu Zisheng unwilling to be riding, almost to throw Luo Geng over, he and several people nearby instinctively want to rush over.

But there was one man faster than them.

The clang --

A heavy thud, as never before, brought the battle to a halt.

No one saw how it happened, waiting for the focus to be aligned, Li Jingyu hands of the cast iron pot has hit Yu Zisheng head.

The bottom of a large iron pan nearly a meter in diameter hit the head is not a joke, and the zombie immediately cut a hole in the forehead, bleeding profuse.

It was not dead, but it was as if it had entered some sort of trance, and all struggle ceased for a moment, except for its empty eyes.

Li Jingyu struggled to lift the iron pot, and again hard hit!

'Let you bully!

One moment.

"Just run after me!"

Twice.

"Let you bite my classmate!"

Three times.

The dead finally closed their eyes, and the timeout became the end.

In fact, the mangled head has no reason to see, but unless it also has a wife to steal fairy grass in Emei Mountain, it should be sleeping forever.

In contrast, the friends are more concerned about the warriors who fight the enemy.

At this moment, he has put the pot away, his face is full of the confusion of the rest of the life after the disaster, and even the eyes are still scared water vapor.

"Little whale," Lin Di Lei called to him, "are you all right?"

Blinked his eyes, Li Jingyu Yuan God back, blurred eyes also gradually clear, firm: "sister, you are right, women should be self-strengthening."

Comrades: "..."

Lin Di Lei: "What?"

"No, no," Li Jingyu quickly rummaged in his head for a small mine quote, "you said too much I was a little confused... Yes, yes, that's it, you are strong."

Lin Di Lei was embarrassed and suddenly realized.

Meng forced all comrades also put down their hearts, almost thought that a vicious battle played a real self.

So it can't be bullied because it looks soft, maybe it is the stuffing of Hedinghong.

All quietly staring at the eyes of resolute Li Jingyu, as if have seen a new star in the battle is rising in this crazy university.