When Lawrence rushed to Xiahou Yan in a hurry, the lord had already gotten up from the ground and patted his butt to start his own experiment-

Xiahou Yan tentatively extended his hand to the nearest zombie;

The zombie threw a horrified look at him, turned around quickly, and limped to the distance.

Xiahou Yan turned around thoughtfully and took two steps towards the other zombie;

The zombie shivered so much that he was scared by the lord and slipped away without looking back.

Xiahou Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at the third zombie behind him;

The zombie was so scared that she raised her head by the lord's sight. The whole corpse fell to the ground and then rolled and crawled away.

Xiahou Yan looked down at his hands, his eyes full of complexity.

The guard Lawrence rushed from the hillside in three steps and two steps to the lord. He was about to speak, but a shrill roar came from his ear. When the guard turned his head to look, he found a ferocious zombie opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards him, and his soul was scattered.

However, before Lawrence raised his sword and rushed to the enemy, Xiahou Yan had already taken half a step in silence, blocking between Lawrence and the zombies.

The zombie suddenly lost its soul (it seemed to have already dispersed). In a critical moment, he turned around and cleverly avoided the lord, made a perfect drifting arc beside the two humans, and then continued to run away without stopping, and finally disappeared into the vast tide of corpses.

His speed of running is no less than that of the old gambling sticks who escape debt on Earth.

"Lord, Lord Lord..." Lawrence fought his teeth, and it took him a trembling sentence after working hard, "...it seems they are afraid of you?"

"Your observation ability is very keen." Xiahou Yan said sarcastically.

The Lord Lord could see that for some reason, these wild zombies were filled with mystery fear of themselves - once he approached within two meters of a zombie, the zombie would retreat and escape.

In fact, a circle of "corpse-free areas" with a radius of two meters has been formed around Xiahou Yan:

The zombie two meters away was still drooling and circling as usual, showing a not-so-smart Yazi; but once a zombie accidentally walked within two meters of the lord's side, it immediately panicked like a fire, and then fled to the distance like crazy, as if the lord was a bad breath and could not be avoided...

Xiahou Yan felt a little frustrated: I am so ugly, can even dislike zombies?

Then, he turned his head and looked at Lawrence: Judging from the situation just now, the zombies still retained the normal desire to attack the living dead guard. If he hadn't been blocking Lawrence in time just now, the zombie would have probably pounced on Lawrence.

This means that the zombies are only afraid of Xiahou Yan.

Why is this? Xiahou Yan felt confused: These mentally retarded zombies are afraid that I will get fucked?

For some reason, a burly old man in a black robe, a crown and a stern and vile spirit suddenly appeared in his mind...

This matter...isn't it related to Master King of Hell, right?

"Lord, Lord Lord!" Xiahou Yan was still thinking about life, and a trace of enlightenment and excitement suddenly appeared on Lawrence's face. He grabbed Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord urgently said, "Since zombies are so afraid of you, then as long as you are there, you can force the zombies to retreat for the convoy and send everyone out?"

Xiahou Yan shook his head slowly:

"According to the current situation, it seems that only when I am about two meters away from me will the surrounding zombies panic... In other words, even if this strange phenomenon can continue, I can at most create a safe area with a radius of two meters, but this range is far from enough to protect the convoy."

"So..." Lawrence seemed a little depressed when he thought his self-exciting idea was flatly denied by the Lord.

"So our original plan has not changed." Xiahou Yan pulled out a crowbar from his belt, "We must catch a zombie this time and go back!"

Lawrence's expression was stiff: Sometimes he really doubted that the Lord of the Lord is so persistent in catching zombies, does he have any special hobbies for zombies?

If one day escapes from the infection area, I should really lead the master to see a doctor...

"But Lord Lord, catching zombies..." He thought about it again, and lowered his voice and persuaded, "...It seems not easy now..."

Xiahou Yan soon learned what the guards meant:

When he approached a zombie with a crowbar and wanted to knock the zombie out with a stick, the zombie burst out with an astonishing speed, fleeing to the distance, splashing the dust on the ground on the lord's face.

The second and third targets he chose also showed amazing track and field talent. Once the lord approached, the zombies around him would escape quickly at the speed of a sprinter, which made the lord who had sprained his ankle when he just rolled down the hillside and realized sadly that he could not even beat the zombies...

Xiahou Yan was almost angry: he tried every means to avoid zombies, for fear of being gnawed by the girls; but who would have thought that now that the feng shui has changed, he is actually angry that he cannot catch up with the zombies!

But soon, Lawrence quietly poked the Lord and made a gesture without making a sound.

Xiahou Yan looked along Lawrence's finger and immediately found an old acquaintance-

The zombie who started to bite the rooster and "hooked" was still there, and was still greedy and biting the unlucky bird, not aware of the situation around him at all. For this zombie who was lucky enough to get food, eating chicken tonight was undoubtedly the top priority in the corpse.

The Lord Lord and the middle-aged guard looked at each other and had a clear understanding.

Lawrence roared, waved his sword and rushed towards the zombie, with a big sword about to chop the Japanese head; the zombie raised his head from the chicken and looked at the stupid human being who was approaching quickly, as if weighing which one is more worth eating, the biped beast in front of him or the chicken in his hand.

However, before the zombie Sang could come to any conclusion, a crowbar made of cast iron and powerfully swung the sparse hair on the back of its head!

The same crowbar once flattened countless headhunter crabs out of crab roe at the Montenegro Institute;

The same crowbar was once hidden in the fourth dimension skirt of a beautiful girl evil god;

The same crowbar was once taken to the scene of the ancient god investigation by countless investigators;

Now, the crowbar in the hands of the Xiahou Daguanren was finally able to show his strength in another world!

The hateful blow of 4.9 kilograms of cast iron can only remind people of the golden hoop stick that suppressed Haique in Sun Dasheng's hand, the evil-suppressing magic gun that swept across Baji in Li Shuwen's hand, or the unparalleled pair of iron hammers in Li Yuanba's hand!

The unlucky zombie was hit hard on the head and immediately swung out without any suspense. Then she fell to the ground with a loud bang, and pounced faster and more tragic than the writer who was the most frustrating at the starting point!

"How is it?" asked excitedly, holding the crowbar with sweat.

"Can you be gentle..." Lawrence looked at the zombie who was lying motionless on the ground with distress. "Your crowbar is so fierce. If you accidentally beat it to death, where can we catch the other one?"

The smile on Xiahou Yan's face froze.
Chapter completed!