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Chapter 46 Shared Vision?

"I'm sorry!"

A burst of shouting suddenly sounded amidst the constant roars from the surroundings, and as Yan Hua's ax fell on the head of a zombie again, a bloody arrow shot out, and the surrounding zombies immediately rushed towards Chen Mo and the three of them even more ferociously. .

"The movements of these zombies are more flexible than running zombies."

Chen Mo, who was thinking silently in his heart, stepped hard, and swiped his knife again the moment he jumped away from his original position.

'pooh'

As the smell of blood in the room became stronger and stronger, more and more zombies fell down, but look at the intact book that was originally wrapped on the arms of Bai Bing and Yan Hua.

At this time, it was a bit dilapidated, and even the book on Bai Bing's left arm was bitten off by the zombies.

'Ow! '

When a howl sounded again, a zombie with red eyes flashed towards Chen Mo again.

Chen Mo's face under the gauze was covered with beads of sweat. These zombies gave Chen Mo the feeling that they were fish in the water, extremely flexible, unless the zombies took the initiative to swoop or attack.

Otherwise, no matter how much I slashed at the zombies, those zombies would escape in an extremely strange way.

'puff'

'Snapped'

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo raised the knife again, and the zombie's body froze in the air, and then fell heavily back to the ground, and at the same time, the zombie's head rolled to the side.

The howling of the zombies was getting weaker and weaker, which meant that the number of zombies was decreasing, but the careful Chen Mo still noticed it.

As the number of zombies decreased, the red-eyed zombies, which were originally a little more flexible than the running zombies, became more flexible at this time.

'click'

As Yan Hua accidentally chopped the ax into the zombie's shoulder and made a crisp sound, Yan Hua hurriedly raised his foot to kick the zombie's stomach, and then jumped back to distance himself from the zombie.

"Hey, Brother Chen Mo, these zombies are a bit difficult to deal with."

The sweat on his forehead fell together with Yan Hua's somewhat strenuous shouting. Look at this moment again.

A cold light flashed in Chen Mo's eyes, and he seized the opportunity to bend over and roll over the zombie's crotch the moment the zombie pounced on him. After that, Chen Mo got up and rolled a donkey to avoid the bite of another zombie.

Looking at the zombie that had pounced on Chen Mo before, it had already rushed to nothing, and the zombie, which lost its balance in an instant, fell heavily on its face to the ground.

"what!"

As Chen Mo let out a muffled drink, he saw Chen Mo standing up straight with a carp. The moment he got up, he leaned forward and raised his knife to slash at the zombie who was already half kneeling and trying to get up.

Under the gauze, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched slightly. After one cut, there were only four zombies left.

But in the next second, the sound of meat piercing that was supposed to come out disappeared.

Immediately, under the gauze, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth that had already been raised froze in a daze.

There is no other reason, the knife that was supposed to hit was about to fall on the head of the zombie squatting with its back facing Chen Mo, but the zombie seemed to have eyes on its back, when the samurai sword was about to cut into the zombie's head, Seeing the zombie leap forward, it narrowly escaped Chen Mo's inevitable stab.

'Ow! '

Before he had time to think about it, another howl came from behind Chen Mo.

Seeing that the zombie rushing from behind Chen Mo was not slow, it was about to fall on Chen Mo's back in the blink of an eye.

Under the gauze, the corners of Chen Mo's eyes twitched slightly, and then he turned his wrist, and saw the point of the bloody samurai sword instantly turn around and stab at Chen Mo's waist.

"Humph!"

'pooh'

A cold snort sounded along with the sound of entering the flesh, and Chen Mo was holding the handle of the samurai sword tightly as if cutting seppuku, but the samurai sword in Chen Mo's hand was not aimed at himself, but at the zombie behind him.

"Drink!"

As a loud shout rang out, Chen Mo was seen holding the handle of the samurai sword with his backhand again. In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo had already raised the samurai sword upwards with all his strength as he turned around.

'呲呲'

The moment Chen Mo turned around, the zombie who had been stabbed in the stomach by the samurai sword just watched helplessly as the long knife stabbed into his stomach cut all the way towards his chin along the place where it was inserted into his stomach.

'Dong Tong'

When Chen Mo turned around completely, the fallen zombie had been forcibly separated from the stomach to the top of the head. Exposed to the air together, it looks extraordinarily infiltrating.

Bai Bing and Yan Hua were still fighting the zombies, but their movements were obviously much slower than before. In contrast, the movements of these zombies became more flexible as Chen Mo killed another zombie.

'Uh uh! '

When Chen Mo looked at Yan Hua and Bai Bing who were fighting with the zombies, the zombie behind Chen Mo got up again, roared at Chen Mo with his back wide open, and immediately rushed forward.

At this moment, Chen Mo, who had just reacted, turned around and stabbed the face of the rushing zombie with a knife.

'Uh! '

But just as the sharp edge of the katana was about to pierce the zombie's face, the zombie turned his head away in the air.

Chen Mo's knife wiped the zombie's nose and passed through, but when the zombie turned its head, it meant that it gave up attacking Chen Mo, and then the zombie rushed to Chen Mo's back.

"Back back!"

As Chen Mo shouted at Yan Hua and Bai Bing, the two of them shook off the zombies in front of them at the same time, jumped back, distanced themselves, and retreated to Chen Mo's side.

Looking at the remaining four zombies, they also stayed where they were and howled at Chen Mo and the others, but they didn't intend to rush to attack.

"Brother Chen Mo, the remaining zombies are reacting faster and faster. They can't be hit at all, and they were almost bitten a few times."

Yan Hua, who was holding the ax firmly, panted heavily and said to Chen Mo with a flushed face.

The white soldier who also retreated had a pale face, slightly trembling lips, panting heavily, and said nothing, but his hands were already trembling, and pulling out the poker also showed Bai Bing's current state.

"It's right if you can't hit it."

While speaking, Chen Mo only felt that the gauze on his face was more than half soaked with sweat, and then looked at the remaining four zombies.

Not only did they not attack Chen Mo and the others again, but they retreated one after another, blocking the stairs and screaming at Chen Mo and the others. Chen Mo and the others were stunned at the same time when they saw the zombie behavior.

"If you can't cut it, that's right."

Chen Mo exhaled, and at the same time his Adam's apple rolled up and down and swallowed, he spoke to Yan Hua in a somewhat dry voice.

"Ah? Ask what?"

After Chen Mo's words fell, Yan Hua immediately touched the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and asked in a tone full of surprise.

"Because, I think these zombies are likely to be here"

"He, he, they're sharing vision."

(End of this chapter)