Chapter 107 The King Who Makes Rules
Looking at the disapproving survivors below, He Zhoulong frowned, and then turned into a sneer full of murderous intent.
Those ridiculous ordinary people have not realized what the world has become. Their lives in this era are not even as good as a piece of moldy bread, no! It's half a piece!
This is the end of the world, this is an era that is thousands of times more terrifying than the troubled times! In the face of disasters and zombies, no one can be alone, and no one can become an isolated island!
With the change of classes, these humble beings will also feel their power!
He Zhoulong put down the trumpet in his hand and looked at the fifty-man army under the high wall.
One of them happened to meet He Zhoulong's gaze, and then He Zhoulong nodded indifferently. There was no longer any pity in his eyes. These damn survivors only want to get every day and don't want to pay. It is really not a pity to die! Even helping them collect the corpses felt like polluting the white and tender hands of the soldiers!
With He Zhoulong's nod, the fifty people assumed a fighting stance in an instant, and an even more astonishing killing intent spread out from everyone's bodies, causing the temperature next to them to drop several degrees!
These fifty people are not ordinary soldiers. They are all products of the apocalypse, new human beings that ordinary people hate! They followed the birth of the Tomorrow Plan and are powerful forces specifically designed to target zombies!
Some of them were butchers, doctors, and even teachers before the end of the world. After becoming new humans, they were gathered together and received devilish training. They fought zombies hundreds of times before they reached the level of The current level!
Those achievements do not appear for no reason. They require hard work to be rewarded. There is no such thing as a pie in the sky!
"kill!"
A leader of the new human army opened his mouth and roared, his voice filled with the strong smell of blood, and a will to kill bloomed in the hearts of these fifty people, blooming flowers of slaughter!
Each of them took out a strange-looking weapon from their waists. It looked like a sword, but it had long curved hooks on both sides.
In the apocalypse, the sense of smell and hearing of zombies is countless times stronger than that of ordinary humans. The slightest movement will usher in countless zombies. The sound of guns and cannons is too loud. In order to deal with zombies, weapons experts have developed this cold weapon. A killing weapon specially designed to target zombies!
And now, this new human soldier will use this weapon to deal with this group of survivors who are making trouble in front of the government. The blade of this weapon will be stained with the blood of these people!
The evolutionary energy that can only be felt by new humans began to flow through the bodies of these fifty people, and was distributed to every cell in the body. Those super cells began to rotate crazily, and violent molecules floated in the air, making these fifty people bloodthirsty. stand up!
Maybe humans are the real warlike creatures, and they are bound by the laws before the end of the world. Maybe the new humans now deserve to be called humans!
"kill!"
Fifty people roared in unison, and crazy killing intent rushed into the minds of these people. They flew up, raised the corpse-killing knives in their hands, and rushed into the sheep like a group of hungry wolves!
"Come on!"
Seeing the new human soldiers rushing towards them, the survivors in front rushed towards them in large numbers. They thought that there were many people on their side, tens of thousands of people, but was this really the case?
The men and horses on both sides collided in an instant. At the moment of the collision, several heads flew up in front of the crowd of survivors!
The survivors who also started charging from behind were stunned when they saw this scene, stopped in place, and then started to slowly start to retreat!
Boom boom boom!
The zombie knives in the hands of each new human soldier were cut with cold light. This weapon was used to deal with zombies, and now they have begun to drink blood on humans!
The fifty new humans were like madmen. Every attack was sloppy, a pick, a stab, a slash. Every attack was full of the beauty of violence!
After a while, there were hundreds of headless corpses lying in a pool of blood, but none of the fifty new humans were dead or even injured!
The survivors seemed to have finally discovered that something was wrong, and they began to panic in their hearts. They finally had an understanding of the combat capabilities of the new humans. What is the difference between such monsters and zombies?
They started to retreat and ran towards where they came from, but how could the new humans, who were so red-eyed with killing, let them go? The bright red color had already excited them, and they would never go back until they killed enough!
Even though these are people, their own kind!
However, the pleasure of trampling on life is addictive!
"No! Don't come over!"
Min Canyang was so frightened by the new human in front that he fell to the ground. Fear spread in his heart. He felt the breath of death coming on his head. This was the first time he faced death!
When he was still alive in Hua City, none of the man-eating monsters made him face death directly.
"No, you can't kill me. I'm a lawyer. You'll break the law!"
"Dharma? Is there still law? I am the law!"
The new human looked at Min Canyang with a joking smile, and then raised his corpse-killing knife!
"No! You can't do this, let me go, spare..."
Poof!
The new human's corpse-cleaving knife struck, and with the sound of sore teeth entering the flesh, Min Canyang's body was split into two halves. That sentence disappeared from Min Canyang's mouth, and his undead will fall into hell with that complete sentence. .
That complete sentence will never appear in the world again!
The massacre of survivors by the new humans continues. Looking at the blood flowing on the ground, the people on the high wall begin to show unbearable expressions. There may be their relatives inside, but so what?
They know more about the apocalypse than the survivors who are being massacred below. They don’t know what the apocalypse will be like in the future, and they can’t do anything about it, because they are also ordinary people.
A few days ago, each of them had signed a treaty. They remembered every word of the treaty clearly. No one dared to violate that treaty, unless you were a new human being and could live with your relatives. In the aristocratic district.
If not, you can only watch your loved ones being slaughtered wantonly under the high wall and remain indifferent.
The world has changed. It is the end of the world. As mentioned before, it is broken and begins to decay.
The class here is changing, but the rules inside need to be formulated by a king. It is a rule to protect the weak!
But who will be the king who makes the rules?
