The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 119 Apocalypse 2
There are two young men who are just starting out, three are from the 7th district, and they seem to have a good relationship, and the other four are seniors.

But these are ordinary taskers, and they didn't even touch the side of law enforcement.

They should have felt a lot of pressure from the Eye of Punishment, so they listened carefully.Lan Shuying looked at them and vaguely remembered when she first started the task.

"Nightingale, do you have anything to say?"

To her surprise, the Eye of Punishment actually took the initiative to ask her.

Lan Shuying thought for a while, and reminded the guys present.

"I have a bad temper."

"I just want to travel."

The implication is, don't provoke her, everything is easy to talk about, if anyone insists on bumping into her, then I will give you a free plane ticket, and go back to each district to reflect on yourself.

After Lan Shuying came in, she had already seen the reminder, it was the background of the end.

Although she doesn't like dealing with corpses very much, but...the doomsday world is at least modern. She hopes to experience the charm of modern life before the zombies ravage, such as ice cream, computers and bathrooms.

It's really boring to stay in three ancient worlds in a row, she curled her lips.

After sending away the nine missionaries, she was left alone.

The Eye of Punishment who is in charge of this doomsday world said suspiciously: "I heard that you were exposed before, and the impact was not small. Why, didn't the Lord punish you? Why are you still so energetic..."

Lan Shuying said without changing expression, "Actually, I was seriously injured, it's just that you are too tired and your eyesight is not very good."

Eye of God's Punishment:? ? ?
"Hey, look at our friendship, pick me a good-looking skin, you know me. Also, I want to experience the modern bathroom first before fighting zombies. Help me find a safe place to land."

This girl, Nightingale, was known for her love of beauty. As soon as she said this, the Eye of Punishment snorted contemptuously, and no longer doubted her identity.

But it reminded her in a low voice at the end, don't expose it again, and follow the rules in all actions.

Great light.

The old man had indeed fully granted her wish.

When she entered, she was surrounded by a sea of ​​pink: deep pink snowflake tiles, cherry blossom pink walls, pink and white washbasins, and the most shameful thing was that there was a pink toilet with a strong sense of presence on the left.

Eyes full of deep and light pink, Lan Shuying's temples twitched from the stimulation, and what made her even more annoyed was that someone was banging on the door outside.

It's brutal, it's rhythmic, it hits and hits.

The wooden door with pink stickers in the bathroom shook endlessly.

If she didn't know that this is the end of the world, she really wanted to yell and hold back.

Lan Shuying quickly moved the small bench behind the door, stepped on it, and saw things outside through the glass strip frame above the wooden door.

Uh, the Mediterranean?
A 27-eight Mediterranean?
Lan Shuying glimpsed sharply, and there was a lone wig lying on the ground behind it.

Young people in this world seem to be under a lot of stress, she concluded.

This thing was wearing a clean white shirt, light blue jeans, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking like a gentle scum.

It has no sense of pain, it only knows how to charge towards the living creatures inside.

The lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses had been shattered long ago, and the shards were deeply embedded in the bloody eye sockets.The frame of the mirror is dented, and the nose seems to be a little bit.

To be honest, Lan Shuying felt a little hurt for hearing the face-to-door collision like this.

"It's... so loud."

If the situation were different, she would probably burn all the corpses with a fire, but even if the Eye of Punishment didn't remind her, she still planned to develop according to the attributes of the original owner, otherwise it would be too boring to come out.

Lan Shuying looked around for a weapon at hand.

It's a pity that there is no mop in the bathroom of this family, only a long-handled broom in the corner, um, the plastic head is peach pink, and the broom hair is light pink, which fits well with this environment.

With an idea, she tore off the plastic head on the top of the broom, tried the sharpness of the edge of the metal tube underneath, and it felt good.

In this way, it becomes a simple metal stick with a flat top and a round bottom.

The grip feels comfortable. If you use the tip of the flat head to pierce someone, you should pierce a hole.

At this time, the wooden door has been loosened by the unremitting efforts of the Mediterranean zombies, and it may be scrapped after a dozen more bumps.

Lan Shuying quickly poured a pool of bath liquid on the ground behind the door, then stood by the door, counting down the countdown in her heart, until it was about to hit, she slammed the door open from the inside!

Out of the inertia of the body, the Mediterranean zombie jumped forward and hit the washstand hard with his forehead.

Lan Shuying glanced at it, and saw that it was already crushed, and there was a puddle of disgusting ketchup on the pink-white washbasin.

Zombies are not zombies with stiff limbs and can only go straight. They just move a little slower, and their joints may occasionally have problems, causing sudden freezes when walking.

Important point: the joints of zombies can be bent.

So, after the Mediterranean zombie fell, he instinctively stepped on the puddle of bath liquid that Lan Shuying had poured down.

Bang!A loud bang.

The second ketchup was born, and the golden glasses of the Mediterranean zombies were completely scrapped.

Lan Shuying took the opportunity to step on its spine, and stabbed the flesh at its throat with a metal stick at an angle.

One, two, three...

The zombie desperately turned its head in her direction, its huge mouth opened to the limit of the human body, revealing a mouthful of sharp yellow teeth.

"You should brush your teeth well." Lan Shuying turned her head away in disgust, it stinks too much.

She took two steps to the side and stuck the metal pipe through its mouth before it could react.

This kind of metal tube is hollow, and it has been bent into an arc after being pierced so many times by her. It is not easy to bear the force. She tried her best, but the result is that the top of the metal tube is loosely hanging from the top of the metal tube. Tube, it will probably fall if you move it.

So she jumped to the zombie's feet, grabbed its heel and pulled it back, and the thing hit the ground again, knocking out a third puddle of tomato sauce.

Its movements were obviously slower, and it didn't get up for a long time.

At this time, Lan Shuying saw a small cabinet next to the bathroom with a sharp fruit knife on it. She grabbed the knife in her hand and jumped onto the cabinet.

The Mediterranean zombie wobbled out of it, its almost flattened nose was still sucking, searching for its prey.

Then it found it.

That beautiful prey pressed the point of the knife into its bloody throat and swung it hard!
Most of the fragile neck was cut open, and half-coagulated blood poured out like jelly, and the remaining tissues could no longer hang on the heavy head.

The zombie fell down and never moved again.

Lan Shuying was already sweating.

The first is because of the hot weather, and the second is that this body is too lack of exercise, just some simple movements can be so tiring.

(End of this chapter)