Chapter 228

Name:The Trembling World Author:Ao Bi Ye
However, in the face of such a wave of corpses, Liu Qian is also very headache. Even if he yells or shoots with his pistol, he can only attract a small number of zombies at most, which can not solve the dilemma faced by the prison at present.

However, it seems that the prison will not be lost for a while, that is, it is likely to consume all the gasoline stored in the warehouse.

Just then, Liu Qian heard a roar of motorcycles in the distance. He climbed up a tall tree on the side of the road and looked over there. He saw several four-wheel mountain motorcyclists fanning out and walking quickly through the fields, followed by more than 1000 zombies around the prison.

This is the last batch.

Several motorcyclists deliberately suppressed the speed and made the motorcycle make a huge sound, which has always attracted the attention of those zombies. At the same time, they avoided the corpses attracted by the roar of motorcycles near the prison, walked a very strange route, surrounded a half circle outside the prison, and skillfully brought the corpse tide behind them to the prison.

After seeing this scene, Liu Qian immediately understood where the trapped zombies near the prison came from, which also made him angry. Observing the direction of the motorcyclists, Liu Qian and Yinhe rushed to their route and ambushed on their only way.

A few minutes later, several motorcyclists drove their mountain motorcycles through the hiding place of Liu Qian and Yinhe. Liu Qian and Yinhe rushed out of the hiding place like lightning and jumped onto the motorcycles of the two motorcyclists behind. After killing them, they rode on their mountain motorcycles and followed the motorcyclists in front.

On the high wall of the prison, a team member who shot a motorcyclist with a rifle sight quickly reported to Zhang Shengli after seeing this scene.

"It's Mr. Liu! Mr. Liu and Mr. He are back! They killed those damn motorcyclists! Brothers, come on! We're saved!" Zhang Shengli shouted to the team members on the high wall.

After hearing the news, the team members who had fallen into despair, incomparably tired and extremely low morale couldn't help but boost their morale. Together with Zhang Shengli and others, they continued to pour gasoline and fight with the zombies who rushed up the high wall.

Master Liu is back! And killing those damn motorcyclists means that the number of zombies outside the high wall of the prison will not increase. At present, if these zombies consume more gasoline, they can resist it.

There are six mountain motorcycles. After they led the zombie to the prison according to the designed route, they sped away and went straight to a high slope away from the corpse tide. Then they stopped. After stopping, they looked back at the direction of the prison, looked at the fire there and whistled excitedly.

But they were not excited for long. It was soon found that two of their companions did not follow them back, but a pair of strange men and women came down from their motorcycles.

"Who are you?" Four motorcyclists looked at Liu Gan and Yinhe strangely.

Liu Qian didn't talk nonsense to them at all. He rushed up and punched and kicked them all to the ground. Although Liu Qian easily overturned the motorcyclists, he also felt it in an instant. These motorcyclists, including the two previously killed by him and galaxy, are all level 5 players!

At this time, what was more shocking than Liu Qian was the four motorcyclists who had no ability to fight back and were knocked down by Liu Qian. They were all the best in their team and level 5 strong. When they were beaten by the man in front of them, they had no ability to fight back and could not even see each other's fist.

Then there is only one reason. The other party's level is higher than them, at least above level 6, which has formed a strong level suppression against them!

"Well, now it's time to tell me who you are! Why did you lead so many zombies to our camp?" Liu Qian pressed one of the motorcyclists.

"You'd better let us go. Our boss is a strong man at level 6. He won't let you go if you dare to hurt us!" The motorcyclist looked a little silly and replied to Liu Qian unconvinced.

"Wrong answer!" Liu Qian was so angry when he heard the motorcyclist's threatening answer that he cut off the motorcyclist's calf with an axe knee high. The motorcyclist immediately screamed.

Liu Qian hit the motorcyclist's throat with a fist, which immediately made him lose his voice, and the scream could not be heard. His face was distorted and ferocious because of extreme pain.

"From now on, I'll let whoever answers the question honestly and don't tell the truth. I'll cut off your hands and feet in turn until I cut all of you into sticks!" Liu Qian picked up the axe and looked at another motorcycle driver.

"Spare your life, sir! I'll tell you the truth. Don't cut my leg..." the motorcyclist who was seen by Liu Qian was frightened and his legs cramped. He replied to Liu Qian in a panic.

It's not easy to enter level 5! In the team are very respected strong. It's not cost-effective to die here. Seeing the face distorted by pain next to him, he obviously doesn't want to taste the taste of being cut off by a sharp axe.

"Say! Who are you? Why do you do this? Where is your camp? How many people are there?" Liu Qian questioned the frightened motorcyclist.

"My Lord, it's all a misunderstanding! We're not dealing with you, but the gang of prison guards and prisoners in the previous prison... The fight between us and them began more than ten days ago. They are dominant in number and well armed. They shot and killed dozens of brothers and formed a hatred for us..."

Under Liu Qian's pressing questions, the man told the whole story from beginning to end intermittently.

In the southern suburb of tranquility City, there are two relatively large forces from the prison to the sea. The general forces are the prison guards and prisoners who survived the original prison. There are about 70 or 80 people. They catch some nearby players and local survivors as slaves, totaling more than 100 people.

Another force is the group of motorcyclists in the seaside camp, mainly players trapped in the game, absorbing some local survivors, with a number of more than 100 people. In several small-scale contact conflicts, more than 20 people died under the guns of these people in the prison, and dozens of people died in the action of hunting monsters in the sea by the sea.

They didn't leave the seaside camp because of the alleged outbreak of corpse tide, but because there was an advanced monster on the beach, which looked like a huge crab. (to be continued.)