Although Wang Guoqiang looked very honest on the outside, his reactions were very quick. The moment the middle-aged woman moved, he quickly followed her.
When the middle-aged woman pounced on the last person, he bumped into her without hesitation.
Normally, for a middle-aged woman with such a figure, Wang Guoqiang would be able to knock her out with all his strength.
But this time, he felt as if he had hit an iron plate and was almost bounced back. It seemed that the middle-aged woman's strength had increased several times after her death.
Fortunately, Wang Guoqiang's physical fitness was excellent, and he barely pushed the middle-aged woman away a little, saving the last person.
If it were Mo Shouchen, he would probably have to watch the last person being eaten.
The middle-aged woman bared her teeth and roared at Wang Guoqiang, her eyes filled with anger.
But Wang Guoqiang's identity is a hen. As long as all the people behind the hen are not dead, she cannot harm Wang Guoqiang.
"Be smart, I won't be able to save you every time!"
Wang Guoqiang stretched out his hand and pulled the last person up from the ground.
"Thank you... thank you!"
The last person nodded gratefully, took a deep breath, and then grabbed the clothes of the teammate in front of him again with trembling hands.
In another similar space, the newcomer who was pushed to the front of the queue by the tattooed man looked at the corpse with only half a head in front of him in horror.
At this moment, if the tattooed man behind him hadn't supported him, he would have collapsed on the ground.
Seeing his cowardly look, the tattooed man shouted viciously in his ear: "Didn't you listen to what the clown said just now? An eagle can't hurt a hen. You are a hen now. You are afraid of a ball. Hurry up and protect yourself mentally."
us!"
"I...I am most afraid of ghosts!"
The newcomer trembled violently all over, and even closed his eyes out of fear.
The tattooed man regrets it, why did he get such a loser to stand at the front of the queue? This time he really shot himself in the foot.
Suddenly, half of the corpse moved. It ran on all fours like a beast, and quickly bypassed the newcomers and rushed towards the team...
The people behind screamed and started to run away in the opposite direction, but because there was no hen to stop them, half of the corpse pounced directly on the people standing in the middle of the line, splitting the entire line into two sections.
Half of the corpse was frantically biting the people it knocked down. The few people at the end of the team didn't care about the formation or not, they just let go of their teammates and ran away on their own.
After biting the person to pieces, half of the corpse raised half of its face covered in blood. Although it had no eyes, it could accurately identify the location of each person.
It raised its head to the sky and howled excitedly, and then chased after the person closest to him. The eagle catching the chicken suddenly turned into a chase for the prey.
The teammates screamed one after another, and the newcomer covered his ears in fear, mumbling without knowing what he was saying.
Seeing that those who left the team were about to be killed, the tattooed man turned the newcomers around angrily, then raised his arm and slapped them.
With a "pop" sound, five red finger prints suddenly swelled up on the newcomer's face.
The tattooed man rubbed the newcomer's collar and cursed angrily: "You fucking wake up! If this continues, all of us will die!"
"Death?" The newcomer opened his eyes. His eyes were full of fear. He shook his head desperately and repeated: "I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
"If you don't want to die, hurry up and play the game with me. I'll say it again, you are a hen now, and the eagle can't hurt you at all. But if we all die, you won't survive either!"
"Okay, I get it!"
The newcomer looked at the tattooed man and nodded. It seemed that he had understood his current situation.
"ah……"
The last person to break away from the team was caught by half a corpse, and he was torn into pieces amidst extremely miserable screams.
Now there are stumps and broken arms all around the ground, and the pure white floor has been dyed red, making it look like you are in hell.
The half-corpse shook aside the thigh in his mouth, then bared his teeth and walked toward the team of only four people left.
The newcomer muttered silently, "It can't hurt me", and then faced half of the corpse while trembling.
Of course, the tattooed man behind him was also supporting him hard, otherwise he might not be able to stand.
"Ouch..."
The half-corpse roared provocatively at the newcomer. The newcomer was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away, but was pulled back by the tattooed man.
The tattooed man pinched his neck with his hand, then lay down next to his ear and threatened: "If you don't let me play the game, I will break your neck now!"
"Uh...cough, I know, let go now, I'm going to be out of breath!"
The newcomer covered his neck and begged for mercy, and then the tattooed man let go of his hand.
Half of the corpse suddenly rushed over, and this time the newcomer was finally not timid. With the help of the tattooed man, he opened his hands to block the half of the corpse, protecting his teammates.
…
Looking at his teammates who were being bitten by the middle-aged woman, Wang Guoqiang's eyes were full of resentment.
He has been trying his best to protect the people behind him, but the middle-aged woman seems to be unaware of fatigue and keeps running left and right.
After a few rounds, Wang Guoqiang was already a little exhausted.
Just now, he was a little slow, and the middle-aged woman took the opportunity to knock the last person down and bite him to death.
Looking at Wang Guoqiang, who was leaning on his knees and gasping for air, Mo Shouchen began to worry. If this continued, his physical strength would be exhausted sooner or later. By then, the middle-aged woman could start hunting crazily.
In fact, before the game started, Mo Shouchen had already thought of how to play the game.
The simplest way is to sacrifice the people behind first and reduce the length of the team, so as to minimize the physical consumption.
However, given Wang Guoqiang's character, he would definitely not agree, so Mo Shouchen did not reveal this method.
After the middle-aged woman bit the last person, it set its sights on the next prey.
Wang Guoqiang, who only got a moment of rest, could only grit his teeth and straighten up, continuing to shoulder the responsibility of protecting his teammates.
But soon, the ninth person was also caught.
Jiao Ningmeng stands in seventh place. If another one dies, it will be her turn next.
Originally, Mo Shouchen asked her to stand behind him to protect her, but now she has become his shield.
At this time, Wang Guoqiang's face was pale and he was out of breath. He had obviously reached his limit. Even if he abandoned the two people at the end now, he still wouldn't have time to recover his strength.
So if you want to keep Jiao Ningmeng and yourself, you can only think of other ways.
Suddenly, Mo Shouchen's eyes lit up. He thought of a method, but this method was very risky. If it didn't work well, the whole army might be wiped out...
