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Section 25, the police station battle royale [6]

I, who is so shihou, focused all my energy on the two zombies.

If they don't fall, one of the three of us will fall.

I gritted my teeth and reached out to grab the nearest zombie. While my magic power had not dissipated, I still had a lot of effort to grab one of them on the neck and pushed it to the side.

I think ruguo is Ye Yi who does such a thing, and I will definitely not be so embarrassed. "Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster! .

This is the gap, and you can't be jealous of it.

Although I am as good as Ye Yi, my courage is still not bad for him. I have my way to face such a situation.

The stupid method, I pushed one of them away so that I could attack one of them in a very short shijiān.

And, I have my way, I'm not fighting alone.

So, I roared angrily: "Are you waiting for the egg to be laid? Come and help hold it down!"

After this voice, He Wei reacted much faster than that of Xiao Li. After I finished speaking, he rushed over. He treated his whole body as a thousand-pound pendant, and instantly held the arms of the closest zombie tightly with his hands.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a man and a corpse pounce on the ground at the same time, hitting the floor and making a gurgling sound.

At the same time, Xiao Li also reacted. He rushed to the back of the zombie, sat on it, lying forward, and wrapped his hands around the zombie's legs.

The two men held the zombies tightly.

But the zombies are so powerful that they can almost not bind the zombies with the strength of two people.

I was able to do this. I pinched the talisman to my palm, walked around the zombie's right cheek, and with a snap, the talisman stuck to the forehead of the struggling zombie.

And just like this, He Wei suddenly shouted in horror: "Do not!!"

I just rolled on the spot, but I didn't expect that there was Xiao Li lying on the zombie's buttocks beside me. The moment I dodged, a pair of zombie claws with dark feet and more than ten centimeters of nails pierced into Xiao Li's buttocks.

Puchi!

Xiao Li was so painful that he screamed and struggled to move his body, but wherever he moved, there was a living person like me on his back.

This shows that in terms of combat quality, I am inferior to He Wei.

He Wei had no hesitation at all. After warning me, he jumped up from the ground. His fingernails of almost zombie pierced into Xiao Li's butt. At the same time, he also pounced on the zombie's arm, and even turned his head to press his head against the zombie's forehead. He did not allow it to continue to pounce and bite.

"Be careful!" I screamed, almost using my hands and feet, and turned over and climbed onto the zombie's back and rode on it.

The left hand passed from under the zombie's neck, strangled its neck, let out a muffled groan, and his arm was pushing hard upwards. He Wei cooperated to move his head away in one direction, and my right hand also circled around this shihou from the other side, and put the corpse-suppressing talisman in his hand on the zombie's forehead!

Then, I and Duliyi yiyàng almost slid and fell to the ground, looking at the ceiling, breathing in the air in big mouthfuls.

Dangerous! Under the seemingly ordinary attack, almost every time it is a test of death.

For the jingyàn brought by my continuous adventures over the past year, I felt that this time it was less exciting than usual.

"Are you okay?" I shouted loudly.

"I'm fine." He Wei lay there motionless, turned his head and looked up, and saw He Wei, who was shaking his pockets, tremblingly.

"Xiao Li!" I asked.

"..." Xiao Li lay there motionless, and my question was actually answered.

I called out again: "Xiao Li?"

He Wei didn't shake anymore and got up suddenly.

I also turned over and took Xiao Li's body nervously.

I can’t help but feel upset. Can poke my butt with my fingernails to death?

He Wei walked behind Xiao Li tremblingly, and I stood up and the two of them worked together to pull out the zombie claws that pierced Xiao Li's butt.

As the nails turned out from the flesh, large streams of dark red blood gushed out from the butt, which was caused by the corpse poison. He Wei ran over and touched Xiao Li's pulse, and whispered: "It's okay, I've fainted."

I let out a long sigh, with four talismans left in my hand, and handed out one to He Wei and said, "Press it on Xiao Li's forehead, nénggou suppresses the spread of corpse poison."

He Wei quickly put the talisman on Xiao Li's forehead and asked me, "Isn't this thing a good thing for these things?" He pointed at the zombies on the ground.

I grinned and said, "Although it's not the right thing, it's better to have a relief effect than to make him become these zombies?"

When He Wei heard this, he nodded in agreement.

The brief recovery made me feel much better. I stood up and shook my waist. I twisted my head and bit my fingers again. The pain caused by the second pain was extremely stimulating.

Draw talismans on the palm of your hand and press the nàme on the forehead of every zombie who cleaned up the battlefield.

The zombie, who was originally shaking and shaking with Parkinson, suddenly stopped.

I leaned on the iron door that the zombie had just rushed out, listened carefully, deliberately smashed the iron door twice, waited for a while to make sure that the door should be moving, then turned around and walked to He Wei and asked, "Check the ammunition, let's continue."

He Wei pointed at Xiao Li and said, "What should he do?"

I squinted my eyes, looked at a desk with a pángbiān, pointed at it and said, "Put him on that. Don't move the zombies for the time being. My talisman can guarantee the effectiveness of twenty-four hours."

He Wei nodded, bent down and picked up Xiao Li, and put it on the desk.

I checked the remaining bullets, and it seemed that the boy's urine was not effective!

I squinted my eyes, thought about it and then, and really didn't dare to decide whether to do that. The consequences were very serious, because I had to face at least a dozen zombies, and I swelled up the source of my heart, and my mana consumed more than I imagined.

In the end, I decided to fight. One person really couldn't resist more than a dozen zombies. I really needed He Wei's help.

He Wei walked to me and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you doing shime?"

While I pulled out the bullets in the magazine, I said, "Help and get all the bullets back. It was my mistake before, and these zombies had higher resistance than I expected."

He Wei took the magazine and skillfully withdrew the bullet.

While the wound had not recovered, I dipped it in Ziji's blood and evenly applied Ziji's blood to the bullet of each bullet.

Every time I apply it, it contains the magic power in my body. This is a job that is not detailed, but is definitely a waste. Wasting magic power like me is a very stupid behavior. But now, I can't care whether it is wasted, because I am a helper and there are too many opponents!

"These bullets that have applied my blood can completely break the defense of the zombies. Killing will definitely not kill them, but spiritual blood will really hurt the zombies. If you shoot in your heart and forehead, you can at least stop the other party's actions. Even if it is a very short-term action, you can win us shijiān." I said while applying. And He Wei then urged the bullets I applied back to the rebound clip one by one.

"What do we do next?" Unconsciously, He Wei no longer regards ziji as a policeman who is above him, but more like... Well, gǎnjiào is more like gǎnjiào who I know Ye Yihou.

It seems that such a gǎnjiào is very kind. Maybe it is because of Ye Yi that I am the one who imitates me? So, when I heard this question, I unconsciously shrugged my shoulders as I learned Ye Yi's movements, raised my eyebrows and said, "Cold."

Then, I put away the pistol and magazine, and re-draw the corpse-suppressing talisman I just picked. This time, I was no longer selfish and gave it to He Wei, saying, "Try your best. There are more than a dozen below. Even if you are locked in the mortal room, at least ten are waiting for us. Bullets hit the head or the heart, if you have the chance, stick the talisman on the zombie's forehead. Yin and Yang are sucking, I can't explain too much to you. You have many questions. What I can say is the zombie's yin and the talisman is yang. Therefore, it can be pasted on the forehead without glue."

After both of them were ready, he and I stood at the door.

I held the handle that opened the door and asked him, "Are you ready?"

He Wei nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "It's ready."

I smiled and pretended to be relaxed. This is how Shihou understood that every time Ye Yi always showed an indifferent look. Only such an expression can make people relax and trust, right?

Open the door to the second floor of the underground stairs. The downstairs were very quiet and you could not hear the mooing of zombies. Except for sensing the lights, it was still flashing, as if you were dead.

The white marble floor of the stairs was covered with blood. It was obvious how jiliè it used to be. Who would have thought that this place was still crowded with people and a busy criminal police team a while ago?

And at this moment, like hell, the chilling gǎnjiào is constantly coming from the dark difāng under the stairwell.

"You can't go down blindly. The corner of this staircase is the best battlefield." I observed it and said to He Wei.

He Wei-méiyou refuted me, and I found that he rarely makes ziji's voices to those who don't understand.

I continued, "I will open the second floor door after I go down, and you will hide here. After I open the door, I will try my best to attract all those things. Are you responsible for blocking the attacks on me by the zombies closest to me, and have you seen the corridor where we came to Shihou? We continue to use it as a battlefield."

After pausing, I took a deep breath and said, "Have you played the game? I'm responsible for pulling monsters, you're responsible for clearing monsters. If you cooperate well, it shouldn't be difficult for more than a dozen zombies to be knocked down."

In fact, the forehead I was talking was sweating faintly, not the fear that I was afraid of. It was caused by the emptiness of mana caused by the use of spiritual blood to condense lethal power for more than 30 bullets just now.
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