"Don't you repair the wall yet? Do you want to sleep at night?"

After the lunch break, it will be soon to the afternoon. If you don’t hurry up and get the part of the exterior wall first, the zombies on the street will come out and wander around again one night.

At this speed, I almost doubted whether they could reproduce asexually, so why did they run out so many times one after another?

Xu Xiangqian took off the tiles after the wooden stake and walked out to fill them. As long as the exterior wall is first built, the hollows in the inner wall are slowly filled.

A group of people scattered and ran to the street to fill the broken wall. Generally, if they really encountered zombies, they just climbed over the wall, and there were ladders and other things.

Everyone left and did what they should do. The people from the battle group also went to patrol everywhere. Some helped them watch the wind to clean up, and some continued to consume the zombies inside. This is a kind of feeling. The combat members in the game are brushing the dungeons, and a group of big guys keep brushing the dungeons.

"Look! This is the gasoline leaked from the car on the street,"

"Enough for this little cutie to have a drink!"

Zhao Pin didn't know where to bring a mixture of gasoline or diesel from an iron bucket. I guess this stupid guy didn't divide the oil at all!

Zhang Wenhua, who was squatting beside the side, was bored and looked at the zombies. Seeing Zhao Pin bringing a bucket of oil, he just talked to himself and then carried the bucket of oil into it.

"Damn it! What are you doing? I'm still here!"

According to Zhang Wenhua's perspective, Zhao Pin is simply a trickster to get oil when he comes out and pour it in. There is no discussion or so on. He is so scared that he thinks... forget it

"I know! What are you afraid of?"

"It won't fall on you!"

The zombie below was suddenly poured on a bucket of oil, and the expression was getting more and more violently at the mixed fish zombie next to it, and almost all the bones were about to enter its mouth. Zhao Pin looked at the gasoline pouring on the zombie and was almost thrilled. He picked up the last empty bucket and threw it down and smashed it on the head of the zombie. His handsome posture was the benchmark for gangsters! He had to move quickly, and his posture was handsome! He fascinated a group of little girls, with thousands of little brothers, and street gangsters!

"Damn...my bucket!"

Zhang Wenhua looked speechlessly at Zhao Pin who was still fantasizing about it, but she didn't know what to say. Everyone around her was cheating! After cheating for a long time, she might get used to it... she got used to it...

"It's time to start my carnival blood feast!"

"Hahahaha!"

Supermarket took out a cigarette in a strange position she had never seen before and lit it. Then she threw the lighter into the trap and instantly rose a raging fire! She turned slowly and spit out the cigarette with a melancholy expression;

"The enemy general is dead!"

"You're numb!!"

"That's my lighter!"

Zhang Wenhua rushed up and grabbed Zhao Pin's collar and shook his head wildly. His whole head was really empty! When he shook it, it was all the sound of water. It was just a bit too much. It was a bit too much. Is it even a second-rate player? Is it still alive?

"It's okay... I can pick it up later"

Zhao Pin smoked quietly with a salty face and said;

Zhang Wenhua: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and the two looked at each other for a while...

"You're not a fool, right?"
Chapter completed!