Seeing that the momentum was not right, the professor and Ye Shan stumbled out of the laboratory, especially Professor Bayala. Although he knew that the thing was dangerous, he couldn't bear to give up. From time to time, he looked back and told Wushuang not to kill him and to stay alive. ()

"When is it still left for you? He is not an ordinary flesh corpse, this is a black-haired zombie, and the corpse poison will break down if it spreads!"

Click...

The black-haired zombie in the amber broke free from the bondage and jumped out of the amber. The thing had no thoughts and only relied on subconscious action. When he saw Wushuang, who was closest to him, he rushed up. Wushuang was prepared and dodged.

The laboratory is a closed space of 100 square meters. Outside the laboratory is the clinic corridor, there is a fiberglass automatic door between them. Ye Shan helped Professor Bayara and retreated to the door, wanting to close the door to prevent the guy from running out, but he was afraid that Wushuang would be in danger and could not get out of it after closing the door, so he could only stand outside the door and look around.

"Uh..." The thing roared angrily and stinked out of his mouth. He had been sleeping for nearly five hundred years, and now he woke up again, it seemed that he wanted to vent his anger.

"You have bad breath if you haven't brushed your teeth for hundreds of years! Don't scream!" Wushuang cursed while playing with him on the test bench.

This thing had just woken up, and his joints were stiff, so he could only jump and chase Wushuang. Wushuang's feet were working hard and could still deal with it for a while. But if he dragged on like this, he would be exhausted sooner or later.

Lan Caidie sent the two out of the laboratory and pressed the automatic door switch. After closing the fiberglass door, she turned around and came back to help.

"My master, don't breathe, be careful to plant corpse poison!" she shouted. [Please go to 800() when reading the latest chapter of this book]

This time they came prepared. When they were in the antique shop, Wushuang had already felt that the yin energy of this thing was quite heavy and he might still be alive. So they asked Lan Caidie to prepare the corpse tie lock in advance. Lan Caidie took out the corpse tie lock and threw the other end of the rope to Wushuang.

This corpse lock is made of boys' hair and is soaked in rooster's blood all year round, so it is a magic weapon to restrain the big rice dumplings.

In fact, Wushuang Da can use Kuixing to kick off the big rice dumpling, or use a dagger to cut off his head. However, this thing is of great significance to Professor Bayara, and you must not want to hurt it until you play it. If it is a priceless antique, then a broken antique will definitely not be worth it.

The two of them held the corpse-bound locks tightly at the end, rushed forward and backward, and just in time they put the big black-haired rice dumpling in. The rope was pressed into the guy's open mouth with the inertia of the two pulling. Suddenly, the guy twitched all over his body and a stream of white smoke came out of his mouth, as if it had been corroded by some chemical substance.

Wushuang made a gesture to Lan Caidian and asked her to go around in the opposite direction, so she simply tied it up and tied it up so that he had no place to use it even if he had the energy.

Unexpectedly, although this thing is just a black-haired zombie, he has lived in the world for five hundred years and has absorbed the essence of blood pine. How could it be so easy to deal with?

The big black-haired rice dumpling was pressed by the corpse-binding lock and his head was not dared to move, but his lower and upper limbs were not bound. The burning of the corpse-binding lock stimulated the guy's strong survival. His body fell down and his head was directly bypassed the corpse-binding lock, and then stood up straight with his powerful waist power.

He stretched out his hands and rushed towards the Blue Color Butterfly.

"Ah?" Lan Caidie was stunned for a moment, and immediately crawled into Hongjuan and disappeared.

The guy rushed to the ground and vented all his anger on Wushuang. He jumped up regardless of the barrier of the test bench in front of him. Relying on his own possession of the commanding heights, he could pounce on Wushuang with his claws no matter where he ran.

"Your sister!" Wushuang was shocked. Although he was just doing this business, if he was hit by this thing, he would definitely be poisoned by corpse.

"Young Master can't hesitate anymore!" Lan Caidie shouted.

Wushuang took two steps back, which caused the guy to jump from the test bench to approach. He pushed it step by step into the corner and deliberately put the guy in. Then, just as the guy stretched out his hands and wanted to have a zero-distance contact with Wushuang, Wushuang bent down and drilled through his arms, and thrust his toes.

Wushuang's Kuixing Kicking Fighting has been practicing for a while, and he can accurately find the life gate on Da Zongzi's back. He tied his feet tightly with his back. The guy subconsciously came over to grab Wushuang. When Wushuang saw his arms back and right in front of his arms, he grabbed his wrists with his hands.

That is a skillful force, not brute force. You will definitely not be able to compare with black-haired zombies compared to brute force. There is a kung fu called bone rubbing hands in the thief. The key is to use softness to overcome hardness, and to pinch the weakest part of the joints between your bones. One pinch is accurate, and one pinchs and one crushes!

With two clicks, the wrist bones of the black-haired zombie's left and right hands were instantly crushed by Wushuang, and their claws immediately hung down like kites with broken strings.

"Your uncle! If you don't want toast, you will be punished!" Wushuang lifted it on one knee, pressed the bone on his spine with her knees and tried hard...

The fiberglass automatic door opened, and Professor Bayala rushed in.

"He... why didn't he move? What did you do to him just now?"

"Hehe... Maybe I'm dead this time, right?" Wushuang shook his head with a dry smile.

"You!!!!! You boy!!! What did I say? Why did you kill him? My experiment!" Professor Bayala looked at the soft "test" under her feet and was crying without tears. After that, the Nobel Prize passed by again.

Professor Bayala rushed into the instrument room to get the cardioresuscitation device. Wushuang had no time to pay attention to the medical quirk. He pulled the cloth bag from the black-haired rice dumpling and took out the treasure map sewn with broken sheepskin.

"Hey? Do you really want to give a dead person a heart rate resuscitation? Do you think it's possible? If you have the skills, you might as well come and help me study this thing." Wushuang expanded this broken sheepskin map. The map was about three feet long after it was expanded, with many mountains, rivers and rivers on it. However, the map paintings of the ancients must be different from modern people, and the recording methods were also very backward. Wushuang was unable to find the corresponding geographical location from the map, so he had to ask Professor Bayala for help.

Professor Bayala had no choice but to give up, took the broken sheepskin treasure map from Wushuang's hand and sat down. He sat down. He still looked at the black-haired zombie who had just been aggressive just now from the corner of his eyes.
Chapter completed!