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Chapter 8 Qingming Rice (2)

Wang Chuan was originally a rebellious and domineering person. The true nature of a passionate man was deeply engraved into his bones. Under his unruly arrogance, he was righteous for his friends, extremely fierce and cruel to his enemies, and filial piety to his parents. Just now, the weirdness shown by that man did make him afraid, but it was just an instinctive fear of strange things. When the man showed his naked attack, this biting chill as if facing a poisonous snake also inspired Wang Chuan's burning ambition!

If anyone violates me, I will not offend others. If someone violates me, I will offend others! What's more, Wang Chuan, as a hard-core biochemical fan, has identified that the man was completely ill of a biochemical zombie. He made a tough counterattack against the man's hostility and killed him on the spot! He clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he was completely immersed in the joy of killing the enemy.

Just as Wang Chuan was immersed in the pleasure of his own killing, strange-shaped men, women, young and old walked out one after another on the roadside, behind the car, and in the building. His broken body was like a broken doll, and his necrotic wounds were rolling irregularly, as if crying about how great pain and blood the body had suffered. Everyone tried their best to move their feet, and there was only hunger for food in their eyes. They wanted to swallow the fat man with his body temperature and blood to soothe the stomach that had not been satisfied for a long time.

The more anxious the **s often ignore their weak bodies. From time to time, some people fall because of their excessive movements. However, even if they fall, the desire for food still surpasses everything. They whimpered and slapped on the ground with their dirty hands crawling towards the food in their eyes.

Of course, Wang Chuan could feel everything happening around him. Faced with an astonishing number of corpses, he made a resolute choice and ran away! Yes, it was run away! Wang Chuan was indeed passionate, but passionate was not a single cell without brains. He knew that he could not do it, but was unwise. As the saying goes, it is good to keep the green mountains without fear of burning firewood, so he ran away.

Although he was tall and fat, once he activated his full strength, he was like a rhino sprinting wildly. When the corpse group saw that the duck was about to be mouthed was about to fly. It was a big deal. They all chased after them like chicken blood.

Wang Chuan knew that his physical strength was a shortcoming. In this kind of full-speed running, it would not take long to reach its limit. Once the physical strength was exhausted, not to mention the offensive and defensive power, he could not even raise his arms, and could only let the mermaid meat. While running as much as possible, he looked around and looked for an ideal shelter.

However, after a moment, Wang Chuan felt his limbs begin to become heavier and his breathing was a little confused. The shelter had not been found yet, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. He thought to himself, "If you can't find it if you run out of the intersection ahead, you can only find another way out." When he thought of this, he couldn't help but speed up again.

Finally rushed to the intersection, "Left or Right?" Wang Chuan murmured to himself, "Left!" The fat man chose to bet on luck at the critical moment. He saw his thick legs swaying wildly, and instantly threw the group of corpses chasing behind him for several meters. He turned the intersection and jumped over the car that was burned to the point of only an empty shell. Wang Chuan found that his eyes suddenly became clear. On a green grass, a three-story old residential house stood there harmoniously. Ivy crawled all over the walls, and there were long spider plants beside the windows, swaying gently in the wind like wind chimes.

"What is this?" Wang Chuan was stunned. "Isn't this my old house?" That's right, the old house in front of him at this time was his old house. However, since he went to junior high school, due to the development of the new city of the county government, this old house has become a memory like Wang Chuan's happy childhood.

The sounds of howling behind him interrupted his thoughts. The corpse groups behind him had quickly followed him while he was in a daze, because their desire for food greatly aroused the animal desires of these guys. The creatures that exist for food are pathetic, but the creatures that exist for food are also terrible! Never die!

Wang Chuan didn't have to think too much, and rushed to the rooftop of the old house, quickly locked the rooftop, looking around and looking around to find a handy weapon. The small vegetable garden that grandma usually handled on the balcony was dry and cracked, and a few lonely vegetables were curled with yellow leaves, looking even more powerless. The cool-living vine shed that once carried the laughter of three generations was extremely dilapidated, and the cement table and stool were covered with dust and fallen leaves.

The locked door was pushed violently and the dust rustled down. The dilapidated wooden door would definitely not support it for long under the push of the fanatical corpse. Although it was passed through the wooden door, the smell of vomiting had already penetrated out and rushed around the roof!

Wang Chuan didn't care about remembering the countless happy memories that had left behind. He dragged the chicken cage that had been abandoned aside for a long time and blocked the door. Then he walked directly to the east corner where the debris were piled up, lifting up the wooden boards that were blackened by the sun and rain. Several rusty steel pipes were piled up randomly. My grandmother was planning to ask someone to weld a swing, but she caught up with the relocation before she started doing it. Unexpectedly, she actually used it today.

At this time, a big hole had been dug in the wooden door, and several shriveled hands stretched out from the hole to grab it everywhere. Wang Chuan picked up a steel pipe about one meter long, pulled a piece of rag handle and the steel pipe tightly tied together, and rushed in as the zombies took a closer look. Fortunately, not many zombies were attracted, and most of the zombies should have been squeezed into the stairs. The door blocked by the iron rack of the chicken cage made it difficult for the stiff zombies to rush in in groups even after breaking the wooden door.

Wang Chuan's eyes were red with blood, and murmured to himself, "The weakness is the head, no wisdom." At the same time, as he continued to take deep breaths, his whole body began to slowly relax. Although his body was completely relaxed, his spirit was like a bow and arrow that opened the string. Once it was fired, it would be endless!

Finally, the hole in the wooden door was torn into a hole that could allow half of the body to enter. A strong man howled and couldn't wait to stretch his head out. His sharp dog teeth widened wide, and his sharp teeth flashed in the afterglow of the setting sun. He stretched forward with one hand as hard as possible, trying to grab the food that was close to him.

"Die!" Wang Chuan shouted angrily, and the steel pipe roared. With a muffled sound, the man's head was shattered, the fragile brain tissue splashed everywhere, and his body fell down softly, but the zombies behind him were pushing forward, and the hole in front was too small, so they hung on the door so funny and weird, shaking one by one with the push of the zombies behind him.

Wang Chuan's emotions did not fluctuate much about this, because he knew that the real test had just begun. In a flash, the hole in the dilapidated wooden door was expanded again, and it almost lost its hindrance. The corpse group seemed even more excited. Several zombies crowded in. A woman with the best body was howling, "Ah... Food, food!" The face once infinitely beautiful was already extremely ugly, and the beauty of the past had long fallen into the most naked and fierce beast now.

Before she could do other moves, a rusty steel pipe pierced her forehead hard. Wang Chuan kicked her stomach heavily, pulled out the steel pipe and slapped it on the head of another zombie. The steel pipe between Wang Chuan was flying up and down, poking or sweeping, using hands and feet, and finally stopped the momentum of the leading zombies. The falling zombies did not affect these guys who were only craving for food. They rushed to step on the bodies of their fallen companions and moved forward.

Because the lower half of the door was firmly held by an iron rack, although the upper half of the door had been torn off, the crowded corpse group had already squeezed the door tightly against the rack, reaching a right angle to the ground. It was undoubtedly a huge challenge for the zombie's dull brain and stiff limbs. Some zombies are more adaptable to viruses, and their physical vitality and speed are stronger than ordinary zombies. Just like the zombies that rushed in at the beginning, they were like this, but even such zombies, their strength is still inferior to humans. The real advantage of zombies is not that terrifying appearance, disgusting howl, or even the biochemical virus that is like maggots with bones. Because of the fragile body, slow speed, and even intelligence, they are only instinct, which leads to them being able to win like ants, using numbers. Zombies are never fighting alone!

While the zombies with good physical fitness were fighting with Wang Chuan, the zombies blocked outside the door squeezed their heads and shoulders, and rushed forward with great force. A great man once said, "The fire is high for everyone to pick up fire." The power burst out of the group was amazing. The heavy iron rack was pushed to the ground and rattled, and it was almost impossible to be pushed down!

Wang Chuan fully utilized his ruthlessness in the fight between zombies. A steel pipe is quite brave enough to be a man who can't help but keep him open. However, he only has one person after all, and his two fists cannot beat four hands. When he was fighting with the leading zombies, the iron rack blocking the wooden door was already in danger and was about to be pushed away by the corpse group. Once the rack was pushed away, the defensive position would collapse in an instant. All the hungry zombies would rush in, chewing the tall and strong fat man without any residue.

At the critical moment, Wang Chuan was still calm and did not lose his mind because of the coming danger. He suddenly squatted with a beautiful sweeping leg and swept the countdown to the last one, stood up, and rushed towards the door.

"Ao····" The zombies who were still trying hard to push forward were even more excited when they saw the fat man rushing over to the trap. The iron rack moaned with a harsh moan and finally completed the mission. They were pushed to the side. The corpse group rushed forward with crowds. What a Wang Chuan. He saw him crossing the dirty steel pipe across his chest and pushed it over. Several zombies rushing in front could not be ashamed to be knocked to the ground. Wang Chuan did not stop at all, and still strided towards the wooden door! He roared in his mouth, like a crazy bull, all obstacles were savagely knocked away by him. The corpse group that had not yet been dispersed was actually pushed back by him!

Wang Chuan jumped, grabbed the eaves on the wooden door with his left hand, and exerted force from his waist, barely avoided several zombie hands and rolled onto the roof of the hut. Seeing the cooked ducks flying, the corpses became angry. They howled and hit the red brick cement walls wildly. The sound of collapse came one after another. This small roof became a small boat in the huge waves, and there was a danger of the boat capsizing and dying at any time.

The cottages on the roofs of old-fashioned buildings like this are mainly built with red bricks. After falling on top, they are accomplished, and they feel shaky under the impact of zombies. Wang Chuan is calm and steady and uses steel pipes to play the game of gopher-killing and stable use of steel pipes to play the game of beating whale mice. The zombie is tall and within the range of his steel pipes, he is named one by one. Wang Chuan is tall and tall, and his arms are long. In this kind of battle, he is really like a fish in water.

Under Wang Chuan's vulgar tactics, the situation seemed to have improved a little, and the balance of victory seemed to slowly turn to his side. The tall zombies fell first, and it really came true that the saying was that the sky fell down and the big ones were holding on. As mentioned in the previous article, zombies lost their intelligence, and some were only instincts to find food. At the same time, their bodies were weak, their speed was slow, and their strength was far lower than that of normal humans. They could only rely on the number of zombies to hunt prey. When the strongest zombies among them were consumed, it would be difficult to threaten Wang Chuan at this time if the remaining elderly, weak, sick and disabled people did not reach a certain number.

Just like now, the fluctuations of the roof, which had already been extremely bumpy, gradually slowed down. Although the wall had already cracked in the previous round of impact, the remaining zombies were still persevering, but they were allowed to hit their heads and bloodied. The wall, which seemed to be in danger, showed no sign of collapse. Wang Chuan stretched his arms as much as possible and started the next round of callouts. With the continuous muffled sound of the collision, some zombies that were too close were knocked down.

The whole situation showed a strange balance, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled zombies hit the wall wildly, but because of weak energy, they could not hit it. The fat man who changed from prey to hunters could not reach these zombies, either broken legs or children, and too low-sized zombies, the ground was full of corpses, black body fluids flowed everywhere, and disgusting brain tissue was stained everywhere.

The situation seemed to be clear, and Wang Chuan was the one who smiled to the end. Even he felt a little relaxed psychologically after experiencing such a fierce battle. Victory is near!
Chapter completed!
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