Lu Heze endured the pain and looked back to dig out!
He kicked back at an incredible angle.
But I kicked the loneliness.
"┗|｀o′|┛Ouch~~!——"
After one miserable roar after another, Lu Heze stopped struggling and teleported away!
He didn't call his zombie brothers to help because he didn't want them to see him in such an embarrassing scene. It would be a shame!
Lu Heze's power, which is more powerful than mental control, is repair, so the wounds all over the chrysanthemums cannot hurt him too much. The wounds on his body have recovered, but the feeling of humiliation has always lingered in his mind!
hateful!
Lu Heze ran all the way to the villa on the other side of the manor. In his mind, he notified several high-level zombie subordinates in Fengcheng to capture Lin Shengsheng.
However, what Lu Heze didn't know was that an army of zombies was rushing here from the edge of Fengcheng, and it was Xun Nan who brought this army of zombies.
Lin Shengsheng relied on the detection effect of invisible roasted yam and was preparing to chase in the direction Lu Heze left.
As soon as she stepped out of the room, she was blocked by five high-level zombies.
A high-level zombie breathed fire from its mouth and spit out a row of flames from left to right onto the ground in front of Lin Shengsheng.
A high-level zombie held an ice blade in his hand, and when he raised his hand, the ice shattered into mist and spread across the world.
There is gravel lingering behind a high-level zombie, which smells like I am in Luo Nei.
A high-level zombie suddenly burst out of his clothes, showing off his abnormal tendons. His arms doubled and slammed into the ground, causing the ground to shake.
There was also a high-level zombie who was not very good. He gently blew his drooping bangs, and then nothing happened.
Um...the last one is probably a wind type.
If it weren't for the intense fighting situation, Lin Shengsheng would have mistakenly thought that they were all from the circus when he looked at the senior mourners in front of him...
The senior wind-type mourner turned to look at the other mourners, and complained in his mind, "Do you want to be so curled up?! Why are you showing off? Are you bullying labor and management?"
Several senior officials waited for a minute and saw that no one came out of the room. They were confused for a while. It was strange that they all knew that Lin Shengsheng was here.
Dispersed Sha Rui returned to the senior Sha Rui from the house, "There is no one in the house. Did you detect that she left?"
Huo Huosang felt it seriously, "I feel like she is in this house."
The ice-type mourner also said, "I'm also investigating here."
The wind mourner walked around the house in disbelief. Apart from the mess after the fight, there was no trace of anyone.
Lin Shengsheng watched the show for a while, rested for a while, and it was time to take action!
Chef Ding's kitchen knife instantly rushed towards several senior mourners!
Several senior mourners reacted quickly and counterattacked in the direction of the attack from the kitchen knife at an invisible target.
Lin Shengsheng had already changed her position under the cover of the chopper rain, and she ducked to the side of the powerful high-level zombie.
The cook and the ox!
The powerful high-level zombie's eyes were full of horror, and then he watched two kitchen knives fiercely cut open his own flesh out of thin air!
A strange and powerful force surged crazily in Senior Sang's muscles, and he felt like he was about to fall apart! The whole Sang could not stop shaking...
Before the powerful zombies could fight back, they were torn into pieces and collapsed!
Black blood flowed all over the floor instantly.
Several other high-level zombies were pushed outward by the airflow picked up by the falling power zombies.
Several mourners were shocked when they saw the strange scene in front of them!
Wind Sang has always been proud of his speed, but now he dares to discover that there is someone faster than him!
Did it take a minute for Strength Loss to be cut into pieces just now?!
"Who?! Who's there?! Come out if you can!"
The ice type looked calm, "Lin Shengsheng! I know you are here! If you can, don't hide!"
However, the fire-type mourner who looked the most ferocious just now wanted to cry. He said to the other two mourners in his mind, "Could she be a ghost..."
"Ghost! Where in the world do ghosts come from?!"
"We have all turned into zombies. Do you dare to say that there are really no ghosts... I don't want to die here... Lu Heze is a bastard, and I don't want to work for him anymore. How about we brothers run away..."
"Where are you running? If you are caught by Lu Heze, will you still be alive?!"
Lin Shengsheng had already jumped onto a big tree outside the house. The small black leather ring contracted with Xun Nan flashed a light on her wrist. Then, she unexpectedly heard the conversations in the consciousness of several zombies.
"If you don't want to die simply, how much salary will Lu Heze pay you? If you become my mercenaries, I will pay you double the price!"
"As for Lu Heze, I will kill him!"
Several mourners heard the sound above their heads and searched everywhere but found no one, but they were sure that this was the legendary
Kitchen Knife Mania——Lin Shengsheng!
The tragedy of the power-type zombies is ahead, and they will no longer attack Lin Shengsheng. If they continue to fight now, they may become scum in the next second.
Although the fire-type zombie was timid, but in line with the principle that those who know the current affairs are good mourners, he tentatively said, "We zombies don't have any salary, we have enough flesh and blood every day, and we have a shelter..."
The earth-type Gravel Sang suddenly reached out and slapped the fire-type Sang, telling him to shut up.
Lin Shengsheng glanced at the several shiny bald heads, "I don't have any flesh and blood, but I can take care of the food, and my hair will grow after eating it. If we have a good cooperation this time, I won't mind hiring you for a long time."
The high-level gravel-type mourners and the ice-type mourners had no emotions in their hearts just now. They had already become numb in their flesh and blood in these last days, but when they heard Lin Shengsheng say, Eat?! Grow hair?!
They were moved.
And the heartbeat was followed by doubt. They didn't quite believe that there was really food in this world that their zombies could eat.
It’s not that they haven’t tried it. Since they awakened their consciousness, they no longer want to struggle in the flesh and blood, but they will vomit after eating the food, and what they vomit out is dark blood...
If they don't eat flesh and blood for a long time, they will become extremely weak.
In the end, they couldn't suppress their powerful hunger. In order to survive, they began to hunt humans again and gnaw on their flesh and blood.
Just when several senior officials were doubting and confused, Lin Shengsheng's Shengshi Beauty Hotpot had already been set up.
"Gudu, Gudu..."
[The shock value from advanced ice zombies is 999.]
[The shock value from high-level earth zombies is 999.]
[The shock value from high-level fire zombies is 10086.]
…
Hey, when Lin Shengsheng saw 10086, he took another look at the fire-type mourner. Yes, yes, I like people like you who have never seen the market.
So Lin Shengsheng looked at these three high-level zombies who had come to catch her, just like Lin Hot Pot looked when he first saw Shengshi Meiyan Little Hot Pot.
"It smells so good..."
"I really want to eat..."
"Will you vomit after eating it..."
"Will she poison us..."
"Forget it, let's eat!"
So the fire element senior Mang took the lead in eating, while the ice element and earth element held the bowls and cautiously stood aside without using their chopsticks.
The fire type has almost finished half of the small hot pot. It's fine, he didn't vomit blood, he wasn't poisoned, and he still enjoyed it!
Thick hair began to grow on the fire-type's smooth head as he ate!
When the ice and earth elements saw it, they immediately picked up their chopsticks and pricked them.
Senior ice and earth element mourners: "You've almost eaten! Stop eating! Save some for your brothers!"
The fire-type senior mourner was definitely an expert at eating. He didn't even answer their words and kept working hard!
After a great meal, the hot pot was finished.
The three high-level zombies are still unsatisfied.
"What are you thinking about? Do you want to be my hired mourner?"