Super Zombie Factory

　　 In the crowd of onlookers, they were squeezed away with a shout.

　　 A dozen young people rushed in, one by one with a suffocation.

　　 "Brother Peng."

　　 shouted in unison, coupled with the steel pipes carried by the dozens of young people, some timid owners and workers, frightened to leave quickly, did not dare to be a melon here.

　　…………

　　 Zhang Depeng, who stepped back a few steps, stopped.

　　 "Bah!"

　　 spit heavily, facing the uncle zombie who was struggling, Zhang Depeng laughed hard.

　　 It is impossible to monopolize such a large community with only a few brothers. Does the other party think that he only has so many people? It's so naive.

　　 In these years, fights must be fierce if they are not big guys, but young people are really fierce.

　　 Young, passionate, impulsive, do nothing through the brain, regardless of consequences. This kind of person is the most terrifying.

　　 These young people are not married and have children. They are all about being smart. As long as they have money, it is very common for them to fight. Compared to Gu Qianweihou's subordinates who have a family, these young people are his support for Zhang Depeng.

　　 Seeing the arrival of his subordinate's younger brother, Zhang Depeng's arrogance rose to the sky.

　　 Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes, but the uncle zombie stopped in the dark, and Guo Zheng and the others also let go of their hands.

　　 A dozen young people, without Zhang Depeng's order, surrounded Lu Chuan and the others.

　　 "Kill him, dare to run wild here."

　　 "This kid is strong enough to hit him."

　　 "Dare to bully Brother Peng, he is looking for death."

　　 "The old man hangs himself."

　　The young people have an angry look on their faces, waving their arms holding steel pipes. With the courage of many people, they seem to be eager to try.

　　 "Arrogant, why not arrogant?"

　　 Zhang Depeng, who thought he had a winning ticket, walked up to Lu Chuan.

　　 Uncle Zombie was standing in front of Zhang Depeng and took out a fruit knife from his pocket blankly.

　　 Zhang Depeng's face changed, he stepped back subconsciously, staring at the uncle zombie.

　　 A dozen young people were even more excited when they saw the knife moved. A dozen of them used long steel pipes and were afraid of the other's small fruit knife? They are not afraid to make matters worse, only in this way can they be stimulated and they appear to be their heroes.

　　 Uncle Zombie ignored Zhang Depeng's retreat, holding the fruit knife, but he didn't hesitate to insert a knife into his thigh.

　　 "Grass!"

　　 Zhang Depeng and a dozen young people almost all stared out.

　　 Is it special, the other party is self-harming?

The power of Uncle Zombie, its straight-line thinking, without any flexibility, 100% of Lu Chuan's instructions, this knife is also 100% strength, the result is that this 20 cm fruit knife, directly inserted Arrived at the handle.

　　 The thigh of Uncle Zombie was directly penetrated, revealing the tip of the knife.

　　 The melon-eating crowd composed of the owners and workers also stared out. They opened their mouths and stared at the knife blankly.

　　 runs through the thighs, how hard is this to do this?

　　 but...

　　 The face of Uncle Zombie still has no expression on his face, cold and stiff, and extremely cold.

　　 It's like... It's like this knife was inserted, not in your own thigh, but in someone else's thigh.

　　 Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, the uncle zombie used his arm again and pulled the fruit knife out, bringing up a spurt of blood, which made it bloody, and it made people feel cold.

　　 "Guru..."

　　 Some timid people can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. It's really horrible.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Before they could react, the knife went up and down again, and the uncle zombie stuck a knife on the other thigh, and also directly penetrated the thigh.

"Oh my God!"

　　 No matter how fierce and ruthless, seeing the uncle zombie's behavior, he dare not say that he is ruthless.

　　 This kind of self-mutilation is not cruel enough to play.

　　Sister, this is my own thigh. I said that I would start with it, and I still didn't let it go right or left. This cruelty, wherever you put it, is one of the best, absolutely cruel.

　　 Against this kind of ruthless person, who wouldn't be cold in his heart?

　　 Looking at the other person’s sickness, even at this level of blood loss, hemorrhage shock and death are possible.

　　 Zhang Depeng was frightened, and looked at the fruit knife running through his thigh in horror.

　　 is in sharp contrast to the expression of Uncle Zombie, no different from before, indifferent as if the thigh is not his own. This kind of intense pain did not even hum.

　　 The strong contrast gave Zhang Depeng a sense of fear.

　　 This kind of ruthless person is so ruthless to himself, but only more ruthless to the enemy.

　　 More than a dozen young people who were not afraid of the sky before, completely closed their mouths, did not dare to take a breath, and the steel pipes that were still raised just now hang down consciously.

　　 In front of this kind of ruthless person, they felt guts shivering.

　　 Really conflict, such a cruel person, he dares to kill.

　　No one wants to die.

　　 Looking at the blood on the ground, things seemed a bit bigger.

　　 The uncle zombie pulled out the fruit knife again and held it in his hand, passing over Zhang Depeng's body with empty eyes without a trace of emotion, and the chill that brought Zhang Depeng shivered.

　　 It seems that this person can still give him another knife with a fruit knife at any time.

　　 It's not just the uncle zombie, the kid, the old man... the look is exactly the same.

　　 "Aren't these also ruthless people?"

　　 Zhang Depeng is scared, who would have thought of the supervision of a small decoration company, so awkward, so many people can be brought in at random?

　　 The cloudy and sunny face kept on, Zhang Depeng gritted his teeth: "Let's go."

　　 Zhang Depeng saw that some owners took photos, and some made phone calls, fearing that he had called the police.

　　 It's good that the other party is self-harm, but when the police came, they couldn't get rid of the affair.

　　 A group of people left dingy.

　　 Watching the opponent leave, Lu Chuan gave a meaningful smile.

　　…………

　　 As early as when the zombies were created, Lu Chuan planned all this~www.ltnovel.com~Zombies have names and surnames, and they are also humanoids.

　　 But the zombies have no identity and no registered permanent residence. To put it plainly, they are black people. From the very beginning, Lu Chuan didn't intend to force it. If the police came, how would the identity problem of the uncle zombies be solved?

　　 Deterrence became Lu Chuan's method.

　　 Uncle Zombie, their zombies' identity and the special existence of immortal bodies are Lu Chuan's method of deterrence.

　　 can't hurt people, so just hurt, anyway, the uncle zombie can even stabbing the heart a few times, and giving a few stabs to the thigh is just a piece of cake.

　　 Lu Chuan tried uncle zombie when he was on the bus, and he didn't even have a drop of blood.

　　 On the bus, it can be said to be magic.

　　 It is necessary to deter Zhang Depeng and the others, saying that magic will definitely not work and it needs realistic effects.

　　 Before arriving at the community, Lu Chuan had packed two bags of red ink in plastic bags and tied them to the thighs of the uncle zombie. It was covered by trousers, and when the knife went down, the bag burst, and "blood" spewed out naturally.

　　 Realistic effect, coupled with the brutal force of the uncle zombie that penetrates the thigh, this pretending effect, Lu Chuan gives 100 points.

　　Looking at the movements of Uncle Zombie, even the insider, Lu Chuan, was cautiously jumping, let alone other people.

　　As soon as Zhang Depeng left, Lu Chuan said, "It's gone."

　　 Did not stay here any longer, Lu Chuan took the zombies uncles onto the elevator and left this place of right and wrong.

　　 The uncle zombie who was so hard just now, without a trace of abnormality, took the fruit knife and strode away, seeing how it walked, where was the person who had just stabbed twice in his thigh?

　　 The owners and workers who have not yet dispersed, their eyes rounded when they saw this scene.

　　 (I hope it will be wonderful, so that everyone can vote consciously!)