Chapter 183: Handsome for only three seconds

"This thin thing is the scythe hand mentioned on the forum? I had a hunch when I saw this post." Lao Wang's eyebrows almost turned into big knots, "What about the scythe?"

"It was broken by me, and it's not very strong. The direction of the alienation of this thing seems a bit outrageous," Li Cang looked at Zang Wei, "How is she?"

Zang Wei's hands were wrapped like a big bloody gourd, wrapped in a huge pile of clothes.

Li Leisi said,

"The bones were badly broken. It would cost nearly 40 coins to completely repair it, but Sister Zang refused."

Zang Wei forced a smile,

"I went back to pick up the bones after it was safe. The coins would be worth at least two folds. It's not cost-effective to treat him now."

Lao Wang grabbed the intercom and contacted downstairs: "Have you met up with the corpse girl?"

"We have merged," a voice came from the intercom, "We are safe, how are you up there?"

"Zang Wei was slightly injured, we'll go down soon."

"good"

At this time, a large piece of the dark green security door suddenly protruded, bang~

The sickle hand's miserable howl was interrupted, and the big corpse brother pushed the door open and threw the security door in the corridor.

It and Ms. Qiu were holding two legs, and the other was holding the upper body in its mouth. They looked at each other coldly, and their noses were not noses, and eyes were not eyes.

Li Cang burst into tears on the spot: "You call this catching someone alive?"

Miss Qiu vomited the upper body of the sickle-hand on the ground, growled a few times at Big Corpse Brother, then turned to babbling at Li Cang, with a very aggrieved expression.

After telling the truth to his face, it stretched out its paw and poked the sickle hand.

Only the small half of the corpse suddenly opened its mouth and howled miserably.

A big furry paw pressed against the face of the sickle hand, and the howl stopped abruptly and was slapped back.

Miss Qiu lowered her eyebrows and looked up at Li Cang, as if to say: "Look, he's obviously still alive."

Li Cang: "."

How dare you mess with shit when it comes!

It is indeed still alive, but this thing is divided into three parts that are alive separately——

What about the middle part?

Did you run away from home? !

Li Cang felt the blood vessels in his temples throbbing, and his head seemed to be on fire.

"You traitor!"

Li Laisi gave him a slap with a fierce face and interrupted the skill reading.

"Why are you so fierce?"

She opened her arms to Miss Qiu:

"Come over to mom, your pitiful little face makes your heart melt."

Li Cang was in a mess in the wind.

Suddenly there was an explosion of shattering glass outside the window. When everyone ran to the window to look, they saw a slightly smaller sickle hand falling down together with the broken glass on the fourth floor.

The blue-black sickle hooked the wall, drawing a deep straight groove.

When it was about to fall to the ground, it suddenly smashed the window on the first floor and threw itself in.

"Damn, why is there another one!"

A group of people rushed downstairs. Miss Qiu and Brother DaZi, who had not received any instructions and had been completely forgotten, looked at each other with a complex mixture of confusion, heartbeat, and hesitation in their eyes.

But these two guys only hesitated for a second.

"Kacha kacha~"

The sickle hand was eaten up in an instant.

The big corpse brother wiped his mouth, ran forward and took the first step.

Miss Qiu rolled her eyes, showed a sly expression, and jumped out of the window on the fifth floor.

downstairs.

Five or six of Zang Wei's teammates lay down, the eyes of the remaining ones were red, and gunshots rang out.

Miss Qiu was faster than Li Cang and had already rolled into a ball with the sickle hand in the lobby on the first floor.

The two sickle arms of the sickle hand penetrated deeply into Miss Qiu's back, opening a deep and long wound.

Ms. Qiu was not someone to be trifled with. The dreadlocks on her neck were dancing wildly, part of them wrapped around the scythe arm to prevent it from moving in, and the other part almost dug the scythe arm into a hornet's nest all over her body.

The long tail was tightened around its neck, making a creaking sound as it struggled to tighten. The three-pronged sickle hook at the tip of the tail was raised dangerously like a scorpion's tail, threatening to pierce the sickle's hand at the sight of it. eyes.

However--

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Two shots exploded with blood mist on the shoulder and neck of Sickle's hand, and the last shot hit Ms. Qiu's tail squarely.

Miss Qiu felt pain and her strength suddenly relaxed.

The sickleman took the opportunity to retract his sickle arm and kicked Miss Qiu until she rolled far away.

"Fuck!" Lao Wang cursed, "Which loser fired the gun!"

The scytheman broke free and rolled on the spot, leaping across a distance of seven or eight meters, like a bad wind that swept in the shooter.

The young man's body erupted with a sound like tearing silk, and was torn into a ball of rags.

Li Mingming's eyes were filled with tears.

"Fonkai!!"

The sickle hand killed one person instantly and rushed directly into the crowd, causing a bloody storm.

"Oh no"

"Help me!"

They are just stronger ordinary people, they are like weeds being harvested in front of it.

The strong man who had been following Zang Wei and calling the army and the few remaining people around him became the next targets of the sicklemen.

With the terrifying speed of the sickle hand, at such a close distance, almost no one except Miss Qiu could escape.

The problem is, the army didn't hide at all.

He bared his teeth and grinned ferociously, spitting out two keychain-like steel rings from his mouth.

"Beast, die!"

Two dark earthen sweet potato mines hit the sickle hand.

Lao Wang’s eyes widened.

"If I form a team again, I'll be the boss of the old king next door. What the hell are these people?"

He cursed a lot, but his movements were not slow at all.

Not only did he kick Zang Wei five or six meters away, he also took two steps at a time and fell to the ground in the distance. That was not enough, he even had time to pull a zombie's body over his back to cover it tightly.

"Boom~"

The grenades that exploded indoors, even if they were crudely made by the survivors, were still twice as powerful.

From the outside, nearly half of the glass on the first to third floors of the L-shaped teaching building was shattered and sprayed away by heat waves and airflow. A huge amount of flames and black smoke poured out of the hall where the explosion occurred. The debris of the building and the zombies painted the door into a bloody and dirty spray-like brushed fan.

After the explosion, Lao Wang was the first to stand up shakily.

"Damn, Da Leizi, Teacher Cang, where are you?"

He felt that his voice was like coming from the water, and it was not transmitted through the air and returned to his ears.

"Hiss" Lao Wang wiped a few drops of blood from his ear: "Fuck you crazy man!"

A dark black hand stretched out from the pile of corpses, raised a thumb,

"I'm fine"

This is Li Cang.

"I take back what I said, the quality of this building is not good."

"What did you say! I can't hear you."

"What are you talking about?"

"."

The two of them talked nonsense for a long time, and found that this was particularly stupid, so they shut up together.

Then, it was Brother Corpse, the lackey, Miss Qiu, Li Lace, Zang Wei and others.

Li Mingming pushed away a zombie corpse, revealing familiar clothes and equipment.

He turned his head to look at the blood-soaked army, his eyes dim:

"Lao Lei is dead, his head was pierced by shrapnel."

"I" the army stammered, "I am..."

Before he could say anything, the sickle-hand suddenly jumped up from under the pile of corpses,

"Roar~"

It was covered with bloody wounds, one arm was blown off, and even the skull was exposed in a large area. Everyone could clearly see the extremely hideous cracks on the skull.

Even so, the sickle-hand was still alive and well.

It was obviously not like the predecessor who had experienced the beating of society. The target of this guy who was aroused by the injury was Li Cang.

"Damn, this beast is not dead!"

"Be careful."

"Teacher Cang!!"

"Damn, where is my gun."

The sickle-hand flew to Li Cang, and around him, the big corpse brother, Miss Qiu, and the lackeys pounced on the sickle-hand like vicious dogs.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The next second, everyone heard a dull cracking sound.

The already cracked head of the sickleman completely exploded into a brilliant white light.

Its body suddenly stiffened and flew backwards.

Several girls in Zang Wei's team had light in their eyes

The body of the sickleman slowly fell down, revealing the handsome face behind it as if unveiling a curtain

"This is too handsome."