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"Roar--" Although the zombie is small, it is quite angry. It seems that she felt the provocation of Richemont. She immediately let out a roar and rushed towards him. And judging from her speed, it is obviously much faster than ordinary zombies, and it has even reached the speed of human trotting!

"Boom!" With a dull sound, a solid wood round table hit the zombie hard, immediately pressing her down.

Rifeng shook his arms and slowly walked over with the iron pipe in his hand.

The whole body of the zombie was pressed down by a heavy round table, leaving only her head exposed, which looked very funny. But even so, the zombie was still fierce, constantly making various roars, trying to twist its neck, trying to bite Richmond.

Richmond no longer hesitated, raised the iron pipe in his hand and smashed it hard. With just a moment, he smashed the zombie's head into a ball of paste. He was a little surprised to find that he seemed to have liked this exercise of smashing his head with a stick, and the iron pipe in his hand was becoming more and more convenient to use.

Then, he took out thirty crossbow arrows from the arrow bag and began to carefully insert the arrow into the ball of brain plasma and flesh. He carefully turned it up and down twice, and then carefully put it into the arrow bag.

After all the thirty crossbow arrows were coated with dirty blood and carefully put them in the arrow bag, Richmond took another can and filled the dirty blood on the ground into his backpack, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he applied all the bullets in the pistol he snatched with dirty blood, smiled and began to rummage boxes and cabinets in the kitchens of each household.

Basically, there are at least three kitchen knives in the kitchen. Although these kitchen knives are short, most of them are extremely sharp and easy to carry. Richemont has gathered about twenty kitchen knives, found a large backpack and placed it in it, and headed towards the location of the Black Dragon Club.

These crossbows are all good things. As long as they are used properly, even if there are many people in the Black Dragon Association, they can only admit defeat.

The reason why he chose to follow the enemy's nest instead of sneak attacking on the road was because the gun could form firepower suppression in the open area, which was greatly reduced in the room. He didn't want to be directly rammed into a piece of rotten meat by a few guns. After all, although he is much better than ordinary people now, he has not yet become a superman.

Richemont found a bed sheet, tied the steel pipes and carried them behind him, and quietly came to a building opposite the Walmart supermarket. He carefully poked out half of his head and looked down.

The place where he is on the second floor, only a street from the supermarket opposite, you can clearly see the four guards swaying boredly. They were wearing only ordinary military uniforms and blood cloaks made of bed sheets, and there were no other special protections. Obviously, these people trusted the guns in their hands and the blood cloaks on their bodies. After all, this block is basically a vacuum area, and there are no zombies.

Richmond held his breath, quietly lifted the hunting crossbow in his hand, and put a short arrow on it.

It was dark at this time, and the streets outside could only be seen clearly by the moon's light. But it was cloudy tonight, so it was dark outside and it was difficult to see clearly.

After waiting for almost a minute, a cloud floated across the sky at the right time, blocking the moon, and the streets immediately became pitch black.

That's now!

He suddenly pulled the crossbow machine, and with a slight "bang", the short arrow instantly stabbed into the shoulder of a guard opposite, stabbing his shoulder.

"Ouch!" The guard couldn't help but scream. At the same time, the second short arrow also arrived instantly and stabbed into the thigh of another guard.

Immediately afterwards, in just five seconds, the third and fourth arrows pierced into the bodies of the remaining two guards.

Because Richemont's power has increased greatly, it is much easier for him to play with a small hunting crossbow. This rate of fire can be compared with those skilled hunters. The four guards were unable to even ask what was going on with their companions.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, come and reinforce!" The four people finally saw clearly what was inserted into their bodies. They were four small wooden arrows. Because their power was too small, these wooden arrows only stabbed into their bodies less than a centimeter, and it can be said that they did not cause any damage. However, the alertness developed in the end of the world still made them call for reinforcements immediately.

"Squeak--" The iron door behind him immediately opened, and six fully armed bandits walked out, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? Is it a zombie or a human?"

"It's a human, the bow and arrow shot from the opposite side! I almost shot me blind!" A guard with a short arrow on his face roared, and at the same time, he pulled the trigger and fired a shuttle of bullets blindly at the building opposite.

"Do you see where you ejaculated? Don't worry, since you are a human, there is nothing to be afraid of." The person who said this was the blood turban. This person is considered the little leader of the Black Dragon Society and is on duty tonight.

"Look... look... look... ho... ho..." The guard who was shot first lowered his head and made an intermittent sound, and his body was still shaking, as if he was frightened.

"Gangzi, what's wrong? I'm so scared like this for a little bit? Lift my head up." Seeing his subordinate's cowardly look, the blood turban immediately became angry and wanted to kick him up when he raised his leg.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky drifted away, and the moon shone brightly again, making the nearby light shine brightly. The guard named Gangzi suddenly raised his head. His face was pale, but his eyes had turned blood red. His mouth was wide open. Two rows of sharp teeth instantly bit on the feet of the blood turban, biting half of his soles and leather boots!

"Ah--" The blood turban screamed like a sharp dagger, instantly tearing through the silent night sky under the moonlight.

"Zombies, they are all infected!"

"ah--"

The remaining five people were shocked to find that the four guards shot by short arrows all turned into zombies in just a few seconds!

Unpredictable, three of the remaining five people were immediately bitten and several pieces of meat were torn off.

Seeing this scene, the two men who were not injured immediately ran away, but their way back was blocked by zombies, so they had to run out. While running, the two men shot back desperately. However, due to excessive panic, the gun lost its correct head and only blew up one zombie's head. The rest hit the zombie, but it had no effect at all!

"Come on, come on! Gangzi and the others have become zombies!" The two of them yelled at the communicator in anger, and behind them, three zombies roared and chased after them.

At the same time, the three bitten men howled and broke free from the zombies and ran towards the supermarket. Although they knew that they would become zombies in just a few dozen seconds, they wanted to find their companions out of human survival instinct.

The blood turban seemed much more decisive. He instantly took out a pistol and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly pulled the trigger!

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the blood turban's head was instantly blown away half of it, and the body fell softly to the ground.

If Richemont saw this scene, he might even sigh that this blood turban was considered a bandit, and he would rather commit suicide than become a kind of thing that is neither human nor ghost.

But he had no time to care about this now. At this time, he was in front of a glass window on the second floor of the supermarket. He carefully opened the window in front of him, rubbed his body and crawled in.

The second floor is dark, and now the power supply in Gangcheng has long stopped. All lighting equipment is covered with a layer of dust, and the surroundings are quiet and there is no movement.

Richmond held his breath and walked forward carefully. He could hear the screams, shouts, gunshots coming from downstairs, and not far away from him, there seemed to be a slight breathing sound.

The second floor was originally the first floor of the supermarket selling clothing. Although the Black Dragon Society guarded the first floor, they never thought that zombies could come in from the second floor, so there was no one to guard the second floor. Although these bandits joined the group temporarily and formed the Black Dragon Society, it was impossible for them to completely trust others in this kind of apocalypse. Therefore, when they were resting, they were all on the first floor of the supermarket filled with food. Being on the side of the food, they would feel more or less safe.

Richemont quietly touched the direction of the breathing sound. After a while, he found several people tied to the pillar in front, and he couldn't see who they were.

Most of these people fell into a coma, and some of them groaned in pain from time to time.

Richemont quietly stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Yang Yi? Yang Yi? Are you here?"

"Who..." A weak voice came, as if someone had just recovered from a serious illness.

Rifeng immediately stepped forward and turned on the miniature flashlight in his hand, which shone on the other person's face. It was pale and weak, but there was a little unyielding between his eyebrows and eyes. It was Yang Yi!

The sudden light shone Yang Yi couldn't open his eyes, and with the light, Richemont also saw clearly that in this second floor, more than a dozen people were tied to pillars. These people were old and young, men and women, and were obviously arrested by people from the Black Dragon Society.

On the two pillars, he saw an outrageous scene. The two old men who were arrested today and the middle-aged couple who were beaten to death were stripped of their clothes at this time. Their heads were still intact, and only the skeletons were left below their necks!

All the meat was cut off roughly, and even the internal organs were gone. Their feet were soaked in a plastic basin, and a pot of blood was filled with it, which had solidified into a paste.

The four heads were closed with their eyes and a peaceful expression, as if they were relieved that they had finally escaped from this dirty and miserable world.

"Damn...Damn...Damn...Damn!" Rifeng only felt that he had never been so angry before, and even when he became a test subject, he never had such anger that made him crazy. Although he knew that these bastards were eating people, he did not expect that these people's methods were so cruel. This scene would have such a naked impact on him!
Chapter completed!