Marvel’s Death Merchant

The black chief did n’t say anything when he saw Victor doing this. The look of the mutant squad is still the same. So the survivors are more wasteful than the zombies. The black chief said to Zoe: "Let ’s go after we have packed the food Leave him alone. "

Fred picked up the full backpack, walked to Victor, and said happily, "Captain, you do a good job. It's best not to bring such a person, and kill him for our safety."

Agent Zero's expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "Actually, even if this man is sane, I would not agree to take him with us. Not only would it slow down our actions, but we would not be able to take care of him. Neither is good. "

The mutant squad was listening to Agent Zero saying that they knew what Agent Zero was saying was correct. Others waved their hands and left the opened firearms to fight.

The survivors got food, at least not for a short time. They walked carefully on the street. According to the information disclosed by the man in the small city, there are mutant zombies, and they know the danger of mutant zombies. Survivors, dare not relax their vigilance.

At this point, they no longer knew where they were going. The iron curtain on the periphery looked far away, as if it had shrunk in half. When Victor resolved a zombie with half of his body on the road, Frydley Can't help but ask Victor, "What if you run into such survivors again, would you continue to kill them?"

If this kind of thing happens again, some survivors will not be so lucky. Frederick, who knew Victor's idea, thought of this, but what can be done, the characteristics of his face are too obvious Already.

After this episode, they returned to the road, and Victor's mutant mercenaries became the line of defense, which made him a little dull, but helpless, passing the crossroads, they suddenly saw a good car intact The car stopped at the intersection, but the body was stained with a lot of blood. Someone should have been killed by the zombie before he could drive away.

After seeing the use of a walking tool, it is naturally much better than walking. Frydley ran quickly. For the electric ability, he was very familiar with the various parts of these things. I wondered if he was playing with the door. Next, quickly open the locked door.

They checked for a while, and Fred sat in satisfactorily, pulling his excess lines with his hands. Because of the overall explosion of the biochemical crisis, they still need to understand some things, this is also a very important thing.

The black chief's mood is okay now. For a person who likes to walk long distances, he is sitting in the car with some of them. It is really good. They only have a few people left. Those armored vehicles on the road are still killed. In part, he said lightly, "I have been walking for the past few days, and my feet have become tired and blistering. This is all right, at least I can rest on the road for a while. And the monsters outside are really scary."

At this time, a sirens suddenly sounded outside. At this wide crossroads, how harsh the sound was. Victor and the black governor's faces changed at once: "It's not good, it's dangerous, the big guy is here. Please look Defend one place, it may be safe. "

"It's too late, and nearby zombies may be attracted. Even sitting in a car is useless." Vic ran as he explained to the black chief next to him. Such a large alarm sound was enough to attract a large crowd. Zombies surround this place.

The remaining survivors hurried into a nearby low-rise house. Fred, who was running in front of him, just opened the front door. The two zombies that were drawn out of the room suddenly rushed over, and his hand was long. Sharp nails, almost as long as fingers, grabbed straight to the chest, this is the zombie that has just begun to mutate.

Fred couldn't hold his body. He ran in with almost full force, and the whole person almost lay forward. He held the shotgun against his chest, pushed it forward fiercely, and his nails caught sparks on the gun.

Two zombies were pushed by this, and their feet took a few steps back. At such a close distance, he stood still, raised his shotgun, and blasted the heads of the two zombies with one shot. The black blood jumped out with his brain and splashed on and around him. The sound was covered by such a harsh alarm. The soldiers who came after him and Victor were stunned, they knew there were zombies inside.

"Not yet in." Fred pulled them in with one hand, and John ran in using teleportation. Then they quickly closed the door. Here is an ordinary residential house. The two dead zombies at their feet are a man and a woman. They seem to be the owners of the house. The space inside is not large and there is little furniture. Poor and extremely humble, it seems the base was hurriedly built.

Victor reached out and rolled up the curtains slightly. He looked through the window and the car outside had stopped alerting. Strangely enough, it had been a while since I had seen a large group of zombies attracted by imagination, only three or two in the vicinity ~ www .readwn.com ~ About a dozen zombies are lingering beside the car. Then a large black blood spewed out of his mouth, and John used a momentary movement to completely kill the zombies.

"It's really strange that a lot of zombies should be correct." Victor lowered the curtains and said slowly: "There should be a lot of people taking refuge in this base. There should be something strange."

"You are here too, and I also think which of the most dangerous zombies has appeared." The black chief also came over and glanced at it lightly.

"Did you say that there were too few zombies here, or that the zombies were attracted away," Victor said analytically.

"I think it's because there are mutant zombies nearby." The black chief did not forget that when he was in the town, the same zombies were scarce, most of them were concentrated elsewhere, and he said: "I remember the one that was not fat enough Zombies, and the situation is very similar, the zombies here must be concentrated. "

If it was the same fat zombie, the seductive fragrance from the green slime flowing out of it was indeed what they said.

After a while, the group of zombies gradually dispersed, wandering in four directions to somewhere, but there were still one or two zombies wandering in place, Fred stood at the door, carefully opened a gap, and rang Then he said, "You can go out."

But as soon as he said it, Fred's face was frozen. Because he saw a familiar figure, a figure that he would never forget when he dreamed.

The ground began to shake slightly, and then grew larger. The survivors, including the mutant squad, turned white instantly. They were almost instantaneous. They rolled up the curtains again and looked at them. The blurred figure in the distance gradually became clear. It's a little bit bigger, and the ears can hear this terrible sound across the window. (To be continued.)