Chapter 22

"Master, you come back early to pick me up. Qingqing is waiting for you! I can do laundry, cook and warm the bed

Fang Qingqing's sweet and greasy voice, uploaded from the third floor, can make people goose bumps!

Yang Hao's whole body was chilly. She felt that she was not as comfortable as her high toes and high spirit.

Shake your head, head did not return, stride forward.

After he left, the rest of the teachers looked at the back of his departure, and his heart was still full of endless shock.

I never thought that one person killed more than 200 zombies.

How did you do it?

Even if he is very strong, alone in the stairway, can not be hurt at all?

Is he made of steel?

Those terrible zombies are fake.

In particular, he took a half moon axe and rushed to the opposite canteen, which was even more shocking.

You know, there are more than 400 zombies at the entrance of the canteen. They wander back and forth and can't run if they want to run.

For the first time, Scutellaria baicalensis felt that Yang Hao was adapting to the end of the world faster than usual.

It's a killing machine!

However, the killing machine still has human nature. Even if Qingqing did something, it did not kill her. Instead, it conquered her heart and called him master.

The survivors on the second floor of the canteen clearly witnessed the process of killing more than 30 zombies. They rushed back and forth, killing several at a time, very fast.

In this way, even the students who they think are powerful are not as good as others.

Even the zombies on the first floor can't be cleaned up, not to mention more than 400 zombies gathered outside.

Many students who escape from the dormitory in the middle of the night want to rush into the canteen, but they don't want to be a member of the army of zombies.

That's why it has such a scale.

Even more, looking at Yang Hao happily fearless, stride forward.

Dressed in camouflage clothes, carrying a seven star machete, four wrought iron guns, Luo Jinjin crossbow and holding a half moon axe, he came to them like a well armed hell warrior.

Some of the women who survived were looking forward to him.

In the canteen these two days were almost occupied by men, is not a good thing!

However, he killed a few zombies at will and walked to the south side of the canteen, and did not directly rush to the gate.

Many people were in despair and felt that he was not here to save people.

In fact, people knew that he could not break through the siege of more than 400 zombies alone.

It's just a desire in my heart.

Now, the desire is broken.

But I do not know that Yang Hao is thinking about the small gate in the south, and why he has to face so many zombies.

When he went around the south gate, Yang Hao saw that there were at least 50 zombies wandering on the originally wide concrete ground.

There were several chefs in white and a boy in a Laker uniform, who were supposed to be hiding in the canteen, but died when they rushed out.

Standing at a distance of 50 meters, the line of sight looked into the trees again.

There are more zombies than yesterday, and I don't know how to run in.

"Revenge! If you don't take revenge, I always have a thorn in my heart. I must pull it out! "

Yang Hao's face appeared cold murder, how to force the three of them, in the face of the death crisis, let them roll out safely.

Let them go through their own crisis.

Look at the hand of the half moon axe, once sharp axe blade, has been dull.

There are so many killed today that even good weapons can't bear it.

But at least it works.

Slowly put away the half moon axe, picked up the four wrought iron guns beside * * and looked at the window on the second floor.

The lifting frame of the canteen is about 4.5 meters, which is different from other houses.

Two floors less than 10 meters, but already equivalent to the third floor of the dormitory building, he even jumped up the fourth floor, not to mention the second floor of the canteen.

It's just that the zombies in front of the building are so scattered that they need to be close to each other to jump up.

Now that the speed is over 90 meters and 100 meters is close to one second, they should not be able to respond.

The two hands quickly tightened the four section one meter long gun into a four meter four wrought iron spear.

According to the method of shooting, a hundred people can be attacked.

There are only over 50 people on the spot, so it's necessary to give it a try.

"When!"

When the 4.4-meter-long gun was successfully assembled, Yang Hao used force on the cement floor for a moment, making a crisp metal trill.

In an instant, all the zombies on the scene all turned around and looked at him.

In fact, their eyes are just decorations. What really works is their ears and nose.

Like a cat smelling fishy smell, open arms, sticking out black nails, sharp as a knife.

As long as you catch a person, you can stab into it, and you will either become a zombie or be completely bitten to death.

"Kill!"When he saw the zombies coming, Yang Hao roared violently and shook the Bing iron gun in his hand. It was like a dragon going out to sea and ran fast forward.

Close, arm shaking, speed to the limit, gun tip like raindrops, rapid spike.

"Puff, puff..."

Six zombies in front of the head.

In the moment of their struggle, Yang Hao's body retreated, the body of the gun trembled, and instantly pulled out of his head.

There was an egg big hole in the head, and the dead couldn't die any more. The body fell to the ground.

The zombies in the back, no matter what the situation is, smell the living people, still rush to come.

"Give me violence!"

Yang Hao drank, his feet moved, his arms trembled, like a fully charged motor.

The spear trembled in his hand, and the head of the gun seemed to come alive. It trembled at high speed and hit the head of the zombie.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

Their heads, as if hit by a big stone in an instant, turned into black fireworks and exploded in the air.

Two or three zombies ran forward on the body, and were hit by two or three corpses.

All of a sudden, with Yang Hao as the center, a huge fan was formed in front of him, all of which were fallen corpses.

Black liquid flowed everywhere, and the white cement ground turned black.

The pungent smell spreads in the air and makes people evil.

The zombies in the back will not be afraid to stop attacking because the one in front is dead.

Only death can stop us.

Therefore, when Yang Hao was breathing, they rushed forward bravely.

In the face of their charge, Yang Hao's face showed a sneer, walked away again, and instantly opened a distance of 10 meters.

"I'm going to try the word picking formula!"

With the drinking, the spear in his hand seemed to come alive and go for the zombie.

"Poop!"

With a sound, the spear pierced into the throat of the zombies. Suddenly, the corpses flew out and directly knocked down seven zombies.

They roll together and can't get up in a short time.

Yang Hao followed the trend, a shot dry down, immediately five heads burst open, not in the struggle.

"This is labor-saving, but it needs a second time to mend the knife!"

Stand up and face the remaining 20 or so, like a tiger in a sheep, all kinds of skills are used.

The spear is indeed a powerful weapon against zombies.

They're all dead before they get close.

A hundred people? If the strength is strong, maybe thousands of people can be killed!

Yang Hao is very satisfied with the shooting method, and his mental strength is concentrated on more than 150 attribute light balls.

When light and rain came, the values changed greatly.