"Hahaha" a burst of unusually arrogant laughter suddenly reached the ears of Xie Wenqiang, who was looking for the gathering place of "Hate the World". Xie Wenqiang couldn't help but stop, and after carefully identifying the direction from which the laughter came, he walked quickly
Go forward to the left.
Zuo Tianyi was holding a machete that was dripping blood. He stood in front of the middle-aged man's chopped body. He kept laughing loudly. He was very happy. Since the disaster struck, not only did he not have any
He turned into a zombie and escaped from that damn prison. What he didn't expect was that the elder brother he recognized in the prison turned out to be a superpower. Under the intimidation of his elder brother, he became like a street rat who had always been looked down upon by others.
The thief now has a group of subordinates and has the capital to survive in the apocalypse. Those who looked down on him in the past can only kneel at his feet and beg for his charity. The women who were previously unattainable can also
They want to be happy under their bodies, just because they can give them some food so that they can survive, and they can do anything.
Today, because Zuo Tianyi was bored in the "Hateful World" gathering place, after venting his lust on a female slave, he randomly selected ten slaves from the male slaves and released them from the slave cave.
, after these slaves left the "Henshi" gathering place, Zuo Tianyi led a dozen of his men, holding a variety of weapons and chasing them closely like chasing prey, because in order to pursue the sharp blade to cut
The pleasure of blood splashing all over the body at that moment of muscle expansion. Zuo Tianyi and others brought only cold weapons, not a single firearm.
This is Zuo Tianyi's favorite game "Hunting Survivors". He frees some weak slaves, then finds them one by one and kills them brutally. This is a game that used to be called "Survivor Hunting" by others on the street.
For Zuo Tianyi, drinking here and there is one thing that makes him feel extremely powerful, so whenever he has time, Zuo Tianyi will lead a group of men to wantonly kill the slaves in the "Hateful World" gathering place. The middle-aged
The man was the last slave to be killed today. Thinking of the middle-aged man's fearless look before he died, Zuo Tianyi felt unusually satisfied.
Thinking of what he was proud of, Zuo Tianyi casually took out the heart that was still beating weakly from the broken body of the middle-aged man. He took a deep breath. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood went straight into his nostrils. In an instant, Zuo Tianyi felt that he was
His body trembled violently. Ever since he ate the first person after the end of the world, Zuo Tianyi was like a drug addict, deeply in love with the sweet smell exuded by human flesh and blood. If he didn't eat it for a day,
Eating human flesh will make Zuo Tianyi feel weak all over. What he likes most is to release some survivors like prey, then catch them when they are ecstatic, and finally kill them when they are extremely desperate.
After getting rid of them, Zuo Tianyi felt that only such flesh and blood would be enjoyable to eat.
He bit down the still-beating heart in his hand, and the blood that kept flowing from the corners of Zuo Tianyi's mouth due to chewing the heart made Zuo Tianyi feel like a demon from hell.
Fear, in the process of chewing the heart, his face, which was extremely sick due to excessive drinking, also appeared a sickly blush under the stimulation of the strong smell of blood.
Then Zuo Tianyi waved his hand, and a dozen bald men standing behind Zuo Tianyi immediately gathered around the broken body of the middle-aged man like wolves that smelled meat, grabbed a piece of flesh and gobbled it up, these bald men
The big man's expression has completely lost his human expression, with a bloodthirsty expression and red eyes, like a ferocious beast. He does not regard the middle-aged man underground as his own kind, but devours him wantonly.
With the flesh and blood of a middle-aged man.
"Okay, stop grabbing it. We have better toys now." Zuo Tianyi's voice attracted the attention of a dozen bald men who were fighting for the middle-aged man's body. Following Zuo Tianyi's gaze,
, the bald men saw a man wearing a black combat uniform walking towards their direction.
"It seems that he is still a soldier. I like toys like this the most. Their meat is the chewiest." After Zuo Tianyi saw Xie Wenqiang's strong body, his eyes even showed a lustful light.
Xie Wenqiang slowly walked towards Zuo Tianyi and others, with no expression on his face. Xie Wenqiang had seen too many tragedies in the apocalypse, and he was numb. He looked at Zuo Tianyi and others with cold eyes, as if
It was like looking at a group of dead people, without the slightest emotion.
As Xie Wenqiang approached, Zuo Tianyi felt the pressure from Xie Wenqiang's movements. As a former thief, it was his basic skill to read people's attacks. He could already feel the strong smell of blood from Xie Wenqiang's body.
The smell of blood made Zuo Tianyi feel the breath of death.
"Kill him." Zuo Tianyi, who was frightened, ordered his men behind him to kill Xie Wenqiang, while he himself slowly retreated.
"Kill" More than a dozen bald men brandished various weapons and rushed towards Xie Wenqiang. One by one, they were scrambling for fear of being overtaken by others. None of them thought that the man in front of them was not someone they could bully arbitrarily, but a
The God of Death, a God of Death who fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
He raised his left foot and kicked the bald man in the front in the stomach. The bald man was about to cut Xie Wenqiang in half with a knife. Before he could chop down the machete in his hand, huge pain swept over him instantly.
His whole body screamed miserably and he bent over in pain.
"boom!"
Xie Wenqiang's right hook hit the bald man's chin hard. The powerful force immediately shattered the bald man's jaw bone, and the bald man's body also flew into the air under this powerful punch.
Before the bald man's body could completely leave the ground, Xie Wenqiang's right leg kicked quickly and violently on the bald man's head.
"Poof!" The bald man's head was like a watermelon hit by a hammer. It immediately tore into pieces. Milky white brain matter and scarlet blood suddenly floated into the air, drenching those who followed him.
Before the rest of the bald men could be frightened, Xie Wenqiang had already burst into the crowd and started a dance called the Dance of Death among the bald men and others.
Xie Wenqiang dodged and snatched away the machete of a bald man, and then swung the knife with his backhand to cut a bald man holding a spear into two pieces. For these guys who had lost their humanity, Xie Wenqiang did not want them to die too happily.
With his left hand, he grabbed the head of the man holding the spear. The man with only half of his body kept making pitiful screams. Xie Wenqiang used the man with the spear as a shield to block him. With Xie Wenqiang's current speed, this was not the case.
What ordinary people can compare with, with Xie Wenqiang's quick left hand swing, a dozen weapons of various colors hit the upper body of the spear man hard. Because Xie Wenqiang deliberately avoided the spear man's vitals, even if he was hit by ten
Several weapons were hit at the same time, and the man with the spear did not die immediately. A large amount of blood continued to flow from the severed waist of the man with the spear.
Stimulated by the tragic situation of their companions, more than a dozen bald men rushed towards Xie Wenqiang, brandishing weapons, and casually threw away half of the spear man's body. Xie Wenqiang moved quickly among the bald men with ease.
Soon, more and more phantoms appeared among the bald men. Just like many bald men fighting with Xie Wenqiang, Xie Wen's strong hands would grab a piece of flesh or bone from the bald men every time they passed by.
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As the bald men screamed, Xie Wenqiang smashed all the limbs of the bald man. The bloody bald men rolled on the ground, and large swaths of blood instantly dyed the ground red. The screams resounded loudly.
The night sky, combined with the ruin-like scene around it, was as terrifying as hell on earth.
Xie Wenqiang's strong figure stood among the bald men who fell to the ground and screamed. His eyes were looking directly at Zuo Tianyi behind him. Under Xie Wenqiang's cold gaze, Zuo Tianyi's trembling body did not dare to move at all. He was afraid of touching Xie Wenqiang.
Being killed by Xie Wenqiang, don't look at Zuo Tianyi's crazy behavior when killing the middle-aged man. It was all based on the fact that Zuo Tianyi was not in danger. Any bald man could easily kill Zuo Tianyi, but who made Zuo Tianyi
Tianyi recognized a person with powers as his eldest brother, so all the bald men could only obey Zuo Tianyi's orders. When Zuo Tianyi found out that none of these bald men were Xie Wenqiang's opponents, he could only kneel on the ground helplessly and beg Xie Wenqiang's forgiveness.
This is something Zuo Tianyi is familiar with. Before the end of the world comes, once Zuo Tianyi makes a mistake and is caught, he will do this, and people will often forgive him. Now Zuo Tianyi's expression is so helpless and
The fear was no longer the cruel expression on his face when he killed the middle-aged man.
"Get lost," Xie Wenqiang said coldly, looking at Zuo Tianyi who was kneeling on the ground.
After hearing Xie Wenqiang's voice, Zuo Tianyi rolled and crawled away, without any concern for his subordinates who were still howling miserably at Xie Wenqiang's feet. Xie Wenqiang's departure of Zuo Tianyi was completely intentional. He is now
He needs a guide, and Zuo Tianyi will take him to the gathering place of "Hate the World".
Compressed fireballs the size of ping pong balls were sent into the mouths of the bald men using Xie Wenqiang's "psychic power". In the horrified expressions of the bald men, each of the compressed fireballs exploded into pieces.
, the blood rain poured down from the sky, but it could not get the corners of Xie Wenqiang's clothes wet. Looking at the blood rain blocked by the protective shield formed by the "psychic power", Xie Wenqiang felt that the "psychic power" might have some other effects.