The big house, which was already roaring, suddenly became quiet, making Acuo and Sun Desheng uncomfortable. After the two exchanged their eyes, they first hid Lu Chenyu in the grass. Then the two walked towards the big house side by side.

When Sun Desheng ran out of here just now, he did not close. Now the two of them resisted the stench that kept floating out of the room and saw the scene inside. Dozens of living dead people were lying in the house. Looking at them motionless, Sun Desheng smiled and said to Acuo in English: "No need to be so troublesome. No matter whether the supernatural is the legendary Renal, he is now mingling among the pile of living dead people. No need to look for them one by one. In this way, I sealed the door and burned it. As long as the supernatural person is here, I can't run out..."

As soon as Sun Desheng finished speaking, a hoarse voice suddenly rang in the air: "Then the people you came in before will follow me to bury with me..." As this sounded, a person who was just like a zombie stood up from the ground. After watching Sun Desheng and Acuo sneer, he continued: "You surprised me. I have never imagined that there would be something that would awaken the living dead I made. Although this thing smells really smelly, I am still very curious. What is this?"

"Don't worry, you'll know." Sun Desheng continued to smile at this zombie-like person: "When you die, I will use the fat on your body to extract this thing. Of course, the rest will not be wasted. A friend of mine will make full use of all the parts of you. You will create a living dead, and he will make a living zombie..."

"The fat on my body...you can refine corpse oil?" The zombie-like man seemed to only understand Sun Desheng's words. After a while, he stared at Sun Desheng's little eyes and said, "Tell me the method of refining corpse oil, hurry up, refining corpse oil..."

Before the zombie-like man finished speaking, Sun Desheng suddenly raised his hand and shot the man without any signs. After the gunshot, the bullet hit the man's eyebrows. The gun directly lifted half of his sky spirit cover, and the zombie-like man fell to the ground.

After knocking the zombie-like man down with one shot, Sun Desheng and Acuo looked at each other. Neither of them wanted to go over and check it out, and they stood there without saying a word. After a while, the hoarse voice just now rang again: "Your weapon is indeed very powerful, but how many bullets do you have? Is it enough to give every living dead person one..."

Accompanied by this sound, another zombie-like living dead man stood up slowly. Sun Desheng grinned at Acuo and said, "You understand so quickly? Looking at the posture just now, I thought you were going to go in and fight this Zongzi..." Before the words could be finished, Sun Desheng stopped talking nonsense to the Living Dead, raised his hand to its forehead and shot it again. At the same time, the gunshot sounded, the Living Dead who had just gotten up fell to the ground again.

"If this person had just told me that, he would have died in Monroe and the others before." Ah Cuo glanced at the revolver in Sun Desheng's hand and continued, "But compared to this person, I care more about how many bullets you have to grab?

"There were six more, but now we can only shoot four more shots." Sun Desheng smiled at Acuo indifferently, and his anxious expression was about to be shot without bullets at all. After pausing for a moment, he continued: "Four bullets are enough to deal with such an immortal monster..."

"Are you sure?" When this sentence sounded, dozens of living dead people in the house suddenly stood up straight at the same time. Then, the living dead people said in unison: "Then I will give you four chances. If the next four shots are not found by me, Renal, you and your friends will become the most proud living dead..."

While speaking, dozens of living dead people kept moving in a slight manner and began to walk towards Acuo and Sun Desheng outside the door. Sun Desheng looked at the dozens of living dead people with a smile. When the first living dead person walked out of the door, he raised his hand and shot the living dead person with one shot.

After the living dead man fell to the ground, the dozens of living dead man behind him seemed to have not seen him. He continued to walk out of the gate one by one. He shouted in unison: "You have wasted one chance! There are three more chances..."

"I have the chance" while talking, Sun Desheng raised his gun again and shot the nearest living dead man in front of him. As the gunshot sounded, the living dead man fell on his back. The living dead man behind immediately filled this position, and then continued to walk towards Sun Desheng and Acuo in unison.

At this time, Sun Desheng seemed to have changed his sexuality, smiling at the living dead people who were getting closer and closer, without any intention of escaping. Just as Sun Desheng finished the last two bullets, the living dead people who had already walked out suddenly stopped. Then he said in unison: "Your bullets have been fired, and we are still standing in front of you. I will give you another chance. Tell me the method of refining corpse oil. I can let you go. If I still don't say it, then turn you all into living dead people!"

"Who told you that there is no chance after the bullet is fired?" Sun Desheng looked at the living dead people who had already walked out of the big house with a smile. After a smile, he continued: "Sometimes, shooting is not for killing people, but can also be used as a way to attract attention. After hearing the gunshots, the person you are waiting for is where you are now."

Dozens of living dead people made a dazed expression when they used it. After pausing for a moment, they said blankly: "Who are you waiting for?"

"Wait for me..." Before he finished speaking, a man in a gray top slowly walked over from a distance. After seeing him, Sun Desheng frowned and looked at his watch, and then said in Chinese: "Old Yang, it's not me that I called you last night and asked you to come here early. As a result, you are only here now. If you come one minute later, you will collect our bodies." This person who suddenly appeared was Yang Xiao, who returned to China not long ago, not long ago.

"You are also blamed for this." Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao had no intention of apologizing. He looked at Sun Desheng and continued, "Who told you to delegate power to Secretary Yang before leaving? After you called, the polling bureau received an incident related to the Ghost Taoism. Secretary Yang refused to let me go, but in the end I wasted a long time to handle it. I came a little late for this..."

The man hidden in the Living Dead couldn't understand what Sun Desheng and the white-haired man were saying. Before Yang Xiao finished speaking, he suddenly snatched him and said in English with a French accent in unison: "What are you playing tricks! Don't think you can escape if you have one more person. Today, if you don't hand over the method of making corpse oil, you three, together with the little girl just now, don't want to go out alive..."

Yang Xiao was dissatisfied with his words being interrupted. Just as dozens of living dead people were talking in unison, he suddenly turned around and glared at one of the inconspicuous living dead people. Then the living dead person he was targeting suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Then the living dead person knelt directly on the ground. The direction he was kneeling was exactly where Yang Xiao was.

"I don't like being interrupted when I talk." Yang Xiao looked at the man kneeling on the ground coldly. This man is no different from other living dead people. He has a skinny figure. It's just that the pair of turbid yellow eyes are in the eye sockets, which is different from other living dead people.
Chapter completed!