"Why are there so many infected people in the seventh carriage? How did you get here?" Zhang Feng looked at the increasing number of bloody fingerprints on the glass door.

His head was a little confused.

Constrained by the monster above his head that was ready to eat them at any time, Zhang Feng quickly suppressed his excitement.

This passage is both a line and what he wants to ask.

"Of course they came here by turning on supernatural objects. There are so many infected people, how can we kill them all!"

Lu Zihang answered, his hair stood up and turned red, as if he was a Super Saiyan in Dragon Ball.

A ball of orange-red flame came out of his left hand, which looked extremely fierce.

The flames lit up, and all the ghost hands that were grabbing at them shrank back, without exception.

Xingxing held his right hand, biting her lip in fear, holding her breath and not daring to speak.

"We'll discuss these... these things later. Now... think about how to survive!" Yan Qianqian read the lines, but her mind was not on this at all.

If you are going to die, who cares whether the lines are good or bad? As long as you can recite them, it’s good.

Her vision was filled with ghostly things, and the ghostly hands that wanted to tear them into pieces almost caught her neck just now.

If it weren't for Lu Zihang's flames, she would have been separated from her head.

"I have a way! Liu Yue! When the glass door is broken, you can throw the bottle in your hand directly into the pile of monsters and let them kill each other. We take the opportunity to open the iron door and enter the fifth carriage. With the iron door,

We will be safe!"

Zhang Feng roared loudly.

Otherwise, the roar of the infected was so loud that it had covered up their normal speech.

If he didn't shout, others would probably miss it.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the glass door cracked with a click.

"Hey, there's no way for anyone to survive..." These were the words Zhang Feng said before the glass door was shattered with a "bump".

A "touch" sound.

The glass door was broken.

More than a dozen living dead rushed toward Zhang Feng and the others with bared teeth and claws.

Tian Yue quickly spilled the blood in the glass bottle horizontally with his eyes and hands, and the blood spattered onto the infected people over a large area, and many infected people began to kill each other.

Before everyone could get a moment of joy, the monster that had been lurking on the roof of the car popped out its huge tongue, and accurately hit Xu Fan, who was trembling with fear and silently praying.

The thick and sharp tongue pierced Xu Fan's back and lifted him high.

Under everyone's surprised gaze, the monster's tongue was like a straw, sucking the blood and internal organs from Xu Fan's body.

His body shrank rapidly, and in just a few breaths, he went from a complete human being to a skin with nothing left inside.

After that, it pierced the roof of the carriage with its tail and began to devour the infected people who were competing for blood.

They are fighting together!

Everyone present was shocked, and the one who had the biggest reaction was undoubtedly Lu Zihang.

The flames in his hands were not extinguished, but... the monster killed people in front of him.

It's like drinking juice...sucking people dry.

That is to say...it has evolved...

Lu Zihang looked at the flames in his hands.

This thing can make the ghost-level ghosts not dare to approach, and the white-clothed level ghosts are quite afraid of it.

When thrown at wandering ghosts, they can also suffer slight damage.

Now, since the thing above his head can carry his flames and kill people, it must not be a wandering ghost.

Damn...the difficulty has increased again.

"Brother, Xingxing wants to go home. Xingxing doesn't want to stay here anymore... Xingxing misses her mother. They said that her mother is waiting for Xingxing in Baicheng."

The little girl held Lu Zihang's hand and muttered. The extremely bloody scene in front of her made her tremble all over.

Lu Zihang unconsciously glanced at the little girl and saw that she had her eyes closed and her face was pale.

The eyes moved to Zhang Feng...

"Take advantage of the opportunity now! Let's break through quickly and let me fight a bloody path!" Zhang Feng roared, "Liu Yue and that one, get moving and push against the door as planned, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"I'm here to help you too!" Yan Qianqian followed him, and the severed fingers in her hands began to bleed out.

Blood dripped onto her hands, and Yan Qianqian didn't care.

The severed finger she holds in her hand can immobilize the movements of ghost-level or even white-clothed level ghosts, making them unable to move.

Zhang Feng took out a human-headed sunflower, held a weapon, and rushed towards the iron gate.

Tian Yue rushed to the iron gate first and controlled it with his hands.

Although Wei Xu was very scared, he cooperated and stood in front of the iron gate.

Turn it on.

Infected people poured into the carriages.

The moment they stepped into Car No. 6, their bodies seemed to be frozen and unable to move.

Zhang Feng swung the weapon in his hand without hesitation and penetrated its head.

Blood spattered on his face or slid down the pickaxe.

Zhang Feng gasped and looked at the infected people who were immobilized in front of him with cold eyes.

It's a pity, if the place is not too narrow, I can just use the camera to clean them all at once.

Now, he can only waste time cleaning up the infected people in front of him bit by bit.

As for the large group behind him...he couldn't deal with it. Without them to contain the monster, they would only die faster.

He didn't have the confidence to fight that guy with the supernatural objects at hand.

The last time I was able to kill the village chief was because he underestimated the enemy and had help from noble people!

If he were to face a white-clothed monster one-on-one, he would probably be torn to pieces based on his current strength.

"Hurry up... a little, I can't hold it anymore, how long, um..."

Yan Qianqian spoke intermittently.

She really can't hold on for much longer. The severed finger in her hand is a range-type supernatural object that can immobilize ghosts in a wide range. It may be very useful in normal situations.

However, there are more than just low-level ghosts in this carriage at this moment.

In addition to a lot of wandering ghosts, there was even a terrifying monster in white mixed in.

After only three seconds, she felt pain all over her body, the kind of pain that seemed to be slowly being decomposed.

The next second, oil-like black liquid slowly flowed out from all parts of her body. They slowly flowed down her neck, thighs, and back.

She bowed her legs, looked painful, and kept twisting her body subconsciously.

"Hurry...uh...gu...uh..." Blood rushed into her mouth, and at this moment, she was speechless.

The pain that seemed to be about to burn out came over my head.

My heart was beating wildly, as if it was being held by a cold hand, and it couldn't stop throbbing.

Not only her heart, but all the organs in her body were beating in panic.

Both my lungs and stomach were acting strangely, and my legs were cramping little by little.

"Get rid of that thing of yours, or you will die!"

Zhang Feng's roar brought her back to her senses.

Yan Qianqian spat out a mouthful of blood, and then began to kneel down and vomit uncontrollably.

Red and black complement each other, mixed together and falling to the ground like a scroll.

The taste of her own gastric juice and blood remained in her throat, and the sour and fishy smell kept stimulating her tonsils. She covered her mouth and tried her best to hold back and finally did not spit it out again.

Relying on the time she bought, Zhang Feng held his breath and ignored the disgusting smell of the yellow oil sticking to his face, and forced his way out.

Seven or eight infected corpses lay scattered on the ground.

The sunflower with a human head in his hand burst into laughter. Zhang Feng rushed into the fifth carriage alone and roared loudly:

"Follow everyone, the road is open!"

Like a god of death, he quickly eliminated the remaining infected.

The last infected person wanted to bite him, so Zhang Feng took the initiative to stuff the sandbag on his arm into its mouth.

Then, he kicked away the infected person in front of him, penetrated its forehead with the weapon in his hand, and sent it to the Western Paradise.

Then, Zhang Feng quickly returned to help Yan Qianqian and took her into the fifth carriage.
To be continued...