Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

It sounds like a good idea, but the gasoline received from the gas station obviously needs to be reduced.This made Moze look at the milky yellow rubber condom in his hand with a bit of distress, and at the fire-breathing zombie behind the car who refused to change his target. He stretched the hole of the condom wide and opened the door lock.

"After I get down later, I will run directly to the trunk and pour gasoline into it. During that time, you don't shoot. You can drive as soon as the trunk lid is closed, understand?" Sitting sideways, Mo Ze glanced at Lan Zijian who was eager to try in the back row, and teased: "Why are you so excited? Isn't it time to be afraid just now?"

After checking one side of the ammunition again, Lan Zijian, who confirmed that it was correct, laughed, his expression was filled with the four characters of disillusionment.He poked his head out of the car window indifferently, looked at the zombie who was used to seeing it behind the car and shouted loudly: "You disgusting monster! There is absolutely no way you can eat the meat of the young master! Go dream! "

"I vaguely remember telling you not to spread hatred so quickly." As soon as the speed of the car slowed down, Moze jumped out of the car door, staggered a few steps, and grabbed the frame of the car window, and then the inertia of the car threw himself into the car He pulled the tail, pushed open the trunk lid, and poured gasoline into the soft rubber sleeve without any delay.

The speed of the fire-breathing zombie completely overturned Moze's understanding of zombies. How can a zombie run so fast?Most importantly, he can breathe fire!

Like unscrewing a balloon bag, I grabbed the opening of the condom and twisted it for a long time, and fastened a dead button.

Pushing down the trunk lid, the car parked in front of him spun around amidst the sound of metal collisions, half a gun stuck out of the window, and fired a shot at the zombie that was still chasing after him.

When the distance is close enough, the single-shot accuracy of the ssm76 is fully displayed, and it flies straight towards the forehead of the zombie. No matter how the zombie jumps, it just changes the point where the bullet hits, and it still hits him. on the head.

Moze blinked his "yes, he named it himself, it's silly" eyes that once again spontaneously entered the dynamic observation mode, and sure enough, he saw an invisible air flow distorting the space in front of the zombie's mouth, as if in the sun When boiling water, the air seen through the top of the kettle is distorted by the temperature.

Immediately afterwards, a little red flame slapped and ignited the gas that twisted the air.

The copper-yellow warhead was just so reddened by the high-temperature flames, and then with the same lethal force, it wiped the zombie's cheek and whized into the ground behind him.

Closing his eyes forcefully, Moze held a plump, gasoline-smelling condom in his left hand, took out a pistol in his right hand, and carefully hid in a corner where there were no zombies, waiting for the spray that completely attracted his attention. The fire zombie rushed towards the car in circles.

Fortunately, there are basically no people on the road here, which belongs to the red light district.This also allowed Chen Simeng to easily circle the fire-breathing zombie on the road until it rushed past the corner where Moze was hiding. Then Moze pulled out his pistol, pointed it at the back of the zombie, and buckled it. trigger.

Moze before shooting, Moze saw another pair of red eyes without eyelids on the back of the zombie's hairless head. At this moment, Moze was staring at Moze holding the gun in one hand, covered with bloodshot eyes.

With a tight heart, he turned his head and rushed back to the corner, knocking away a zombie who had just staggered out of the room, and with the help of the fallen body of the zombie, he reached the metal canopy above his head.

Pulled his body up to the awning with one hand, covered his head with the hood and lay down on the spot, pretending to be a dead body on the awning with only one eye exposed, carefully watching the big one With mouth open and flames in its mouth, the zombie rushed nearby.

Obviously still looking for the sneak attacker just now, and the place where he is also on the road is a tricky angle that Lan Zijian can't shoot with a gun. This makes Moze look at the world again when he hopes that he won't find out that he exists. zombies are surprised.

Seriously, your brains are almost rotten, what is the principle that makes you so smart?

The aura of living things on his body has long been covered by the lifeless pungent gasoline smell. The zombie who didn't smell the gasoline smell on Moze just now can only rely on sight and hearing to find Moze who he thinks is obviously here.

Right above the zombies, the opaque canopy where Moze was lying on his stomach seemed to be in disrepair. The rusty bracket had already made a strange creaking sound when it came up just now, and now it carried an exaggerated Moze, squeaking The creaking metal moan is even more obvious.

It’s not that Moze is too fat. The excess fat all over his body has long been converted by the virus into energy supplements for muscle consumption. But as the price of having strong strength, Moze’s muscle density is so high that anyone who has research on the human body can doctor scared.

Not to mention Mo Ze, even Chen Simeng's slender body weighed at least two hundred catties.

When Moze, who once again forgot his own situation due to ecstasy, came back to his senses, the zombies under him had already turned around anxiously, planning to leave this place where there was nothing but zombies in his opinion.

Although he couldn't figure out why his prey suddenly disappeared, but with his poor IQ, he never thought of looking up.

The eyes on the back of the zombie's head made Moze a little afraid to act rashly. Only after the intermittent gunshots on the road sounded again, did he move slowly to the solid roof with a touch of cement, and stood up straight.

Patting the dust off his body, Moze glanced at the gasoline still dangling in the condom, smashed his mouth, put away the gun, took a few steps back, and jumped onto a narrow road that separated him. On the opposite building, he grabbed the strong anti-theft net with all his strength, and climbed up the rusty anti-theft net with hands and feet.

Hanging on the edge of the wall, Moze looked up at the hotel that was still four floors away from the top, sighed, tied the bulging condom to the belt that was only for decoration, and moved more quickly through the anti-theft net towards the hotel. Climb to the top of the building.

Throwing a condom full of gasoline from the roof of the building, judging from the zombie's attitude towards the thrown object, as long as the throw is accurate enough and the landing point is his head, then he will breathe fire to eliminate any object that flies.

If it is thrown from the top down, even if it will be washed away by the flames of the zombies, it will only fly upwards.What's more, it's filled with gasoline, gasoline that explodes at the slightest touch.

As for the accuracy, Moze, who has been a naughty ghost since he was a child, said that even a bird's nest on a tree can be smashed down with a stone. What is a zombie?Moreover, don't treat the recruited soldiers as non-existent, they are masters at throwing grenades!

Glancing at the edge of the floor that was close at hand, Moze let out a sigh of relief after stretching out his hand to hook it... It is really a very difficult task to climb up to the top floor of a building from the outer wall in the normal way without using the tentacles of simulation ability. strenuous move.

Moze even admired those thieves who specialize in stealing high-rise residents for being able to do such strenuous work every day with such perseverance.Although it is said that with the strengthening of the prototype body, you are not afraid of falling from this height, but human instincts still make people feel very scared, okay?

Rubbing his palms, Moze looked at the zombies and cars that were like cats catching mice, grabbed the condom that was shaking badly around his waist, and weighed it, which was covered with dust and rust.

The condom that was stuffed with gasoline to the size of an apple made Moze squeeze it twice in a strange way, and he assumed a standard throwing posture, aiming at the zombie that had been chasing the car all the time.

"Stay cute, stop the car for a while. After he stops, I'll show you the fireworks!" He closed one eye and measured the distance, afraid that Chen Simeng would not have thought of what might happen later, and continued to exhort: "But The premise of watching fireworks is that you have to run fast, otherwise you will be burned together."

"I know, I'm not stupid!"

Sure enough, the car stopped in the middle of the road according to Moze's request, and the zombies also chased after it. It seemed that they planned to rush to the side of the car and break in the door.

Aiming at the zombie's head and throwing it violently, the ball-shaped throwing object made a muffled humming sound in the air, and roared towards the target that Moze had found for it.

"Drive!" Moze, who had seen the zombie's head up, wiped his gasoline and rubber-smelling palms on the roof, sat casually on the edge of the roof, with his legs on the windows of the lower floors, and waited. The zombie's reaction.

The heavy falling object from the sky made the zombie sharply raise its head. After seeing the spherical object coming straight towards its door, it opened its mouth wide as Moze expected, and spewed out a bunch of Searing flames.

The car whose door was grabbed just now took advantage of this moment to drive away, leaving only the zombie still breathing fire into the air standing there.

"Can it work?" Lan Zijian looked nervously at the sphere that was directly covered by the flames, and there was no possible scene described by Moze, only the red sky that was reddened by the flames.

Until the zombies stopped breathing fire, they didn't see the scene where the zombies were ignited by gasoline.

Who knows who sighed in a low voice, causing Peng Ruyun to unknowingly clenched Lan Zijian's hand, and shrank back on his shoulder in fear.

"Get ready." Chen Simeng spoke suddenly, and stopped the car more than 200 meters away from the zombie that stopped in place after spraying fire, and said indifferently: "Three, two..."

"One" Sitting on the edge of the roof, Moze folded his hands and propped up his chin, watching the rubber ball that was thrown later exploded in mid-air, with countless burning droplets, Like a rain of fire, under the glow of the blood-red sunset, it hit the zombie's body.

Just because the scorching air reached the flash point of gasoline, the rubber melted in mid-air and the burning gasoline spread out, igniting the cloud of colorless gas in front of the zombie's mouth before the zombie actively sprayed out flames.

Dazzling lights emanated from the zombie's body because of the large space around it.The flammable gas that did not cause an explosion but just deflagrated was really as gorgeous as Moser said, just like the fireworks during the Chinese New Year.

"How about it, are the people in the car scared?" Mo Ze, who had been communicating with Chen Simeng by consciousness since just now, looked like a troublemaker who had succeeded in a prank, sitting on the edge of the roof and laughing.

"They said that next time you play exciting games like this again, the three of them will unite and beat you up." Sitting in the driver's seat, he laughed softly. "Master, come down from there quickly, we will go downstairs to pick you up.

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