All Heavens Film and Television Adventurer

Chapter 50 50 Undefeated Zombies

After the master's practice was finished, his height became two meters two. He calmly pulled off the Heavenly Master's robe, revealing his whole body!

Unexpectedly, the uncle is strong on the outside but dry on the outside, no, he is strong on the outside, he looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed, his upper body is covered with grub muscles, and the occasional agitation gives people a feeling of strength.

Shen Lang and Qiu Sheng pressed their uncle's majestic triceps,
This is as hard as steel!
"Master uncle is awesome!"

"Uncle Oli, here you go!"

Please invite master Zhang Tianshi to possess some divine power,
Master uncle speaks domineeringly,
"Wahaha, you hairy monster, I'm going to kill you~~~!"

"Wow!" Ren Jiamao froze, "It's up to you?"

The uncle's figure flew over, and he punched Mao's stiff cheek with a sharp punch!
'Bang~' A burst of invisible air pressure vibrated——

Mao Zong was lying on the ground at that time.
The blue bricks and stones under my feet actually have cracks!
The old man of the Ren family was stunned.

I never expected that I would be knocked down by a punch.
Endless humiliation swept through my heart...

He has obviously finalized the script,
Slowly torture Shen Lang, Qiu Sheng, and Uncle Jiu to death,

As a result, the script was only halfway through, and the red-nosed Taoist priest in front of him beat him into a crispy melon!
My teeth hurt so badly,

It was only then that Mao Zang noticed,

His fangs were actually broken by this punch.

sight wandering,

The fangs happened to fall to the ground,

After the dark sticky blood comes into contact with the glutinous rice,
It detonated a few loud noises,

The fangs turned to ashes...

Proud tooth gone,

My own zombie life is completely out of fun.

Mao Zhan roared angrily,

The paws slapped the ground hard,

"This is impossible!"

The uncle raised his arm, his eyes were wide open, and at the same second that the opponent raised his body, the iron fist also came down!
'Boom~'

Mao Zang was beaten again and fell to the ground.
The blue bricks under the feet of both sides were shattered layer by layer,
It was as if there had just been an earthquake wave.

Ren Jiamao lay on the ground stiffly and took a few breaths.
Slightly raised his face, he was already timid now,

Uncle Shi smiled lightly, "It's not over yet!"

After all...the shadows of fists fell down like raindrops, Mao Zang screamed incessantly, the center of the whole courtyard collapsed in, the crazy fist attack deformed Mao Zang's body...

After 1 minute, the time limit for casting the spell was reached. Uncle Master withdrew his magical power and immediately lay on the ground.

He kept breathing heavily, and his figure changed from a strong man of 1.7 meters back to an ordinary thin man of [-] meters... The physical body returned to the standard rib body of a thin middle-aged man... There is still a little bulge in the belly... Uncle Master's original figure really average...

Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng quickly got Uncle Shi out of the combat range,
Shen Lang stood beside the pothole and clicked his tongue.

"It's dead... This has forced a deep hole in the stone... The uncle is too strong, uh, maybe the patriarch is strong..."

Uncle Jiu asked softly, "Junior brother, is that hair stiff?"

The uncle smiled and said, "Hehe, I have already killed you!"

"Who said I was killed!"

"??!"

"You all have to die! Kill my wife and children!
"Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

"The whole town deserves to die!"

The slogans were shouted loudly, and Mao Zang trembled and crawled out of the deep pit. He no longer had a human figure, most of the bones on his body were smashed, and even his head was sunken three times. one-third.

Mao Zong's appearance at this time can be described as a Krusu monster——

Shen Lang swallowed his saliva, and slowly approached this guy, the guy couldn't even stretch his claws far, he seemed very weak!
"Eat my foot!"

With a sideways kick, Mao Zheng fell to the ground.

Rolling here and there, it's hard to even get up.
"Who will help me! Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Ah... cerebral palsy...

"Master, this Mao Zheng seems to be useless..."

Uncle Jiu thought for a moment, "Wen Cai, tie him up!"

"Oh--"

I found hemp rope, chicken blood, and literati ink,
Mao Zang was tied inside and out with bright red hemp rope to form rice dumplings,
Qiu Sheng was extremely worried, "Master, what's next?"

Uncle Jiu nodded, biting the blood on his fingertips,

Quickly draw a talisman on the yellow paper.

Paste the yellow paper on the stiff forehead,
Mao froze for a second and actually calmed down.

Everyone stared at Huang Fu intently.

If the yellow talisman works,
It's not a bad idea to seal the old ghost of the Ren family.

"Roar--!"

The yellow paper between the eyebrows spontaneously ignites in the absence of wind.

It turned into ashes in an instant.

"Hahaha, small tricks!"

Although Mao Zhi's face is covered with long hairs,
But I can vaguely discern his smug smile,
From time to time, the body made a 'clicking' sound.

The uncle felt bad, "This voice, brother, he must be repairing himself."

Uncle Nine poked Mao Zong's originally rotten body with his fingers, and it became firm and bulging again, which meant that as long as Ren Jia Mao Zong was given a period of time, he could recover the fighting power of his heyday... Maybe it will break through and stand up again, becoming stronger!

Uncle Jiu's mood became a little unstable, "Mao Zong's resilience is amazing, hurry up, hurry up and bring him into the lobby, we must not let him continue to absorb the power of Yuehua!"

"Hmph, do you think you can stop me like this?" Mao said in an extremely arrogant tone, "Kill me! Are you capable of killing me? You can't kill me now. When I get over it, you will be the ones to die, ah Ha ha!"

"Damn, you're jumping like that!"

Shen Lang grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and slapped it on his face, but it had little effect...

"Haha, glutinous rice, that's all!"

Don't be afraid of the monster's strength,
I'm afraid that monsters can be resurrected infinitely,
Shen Lang felt that his last mission was far away...

After that, many methods were used,
Like taking the sharp Guan knife and chopping the stiff head,

Another example is to use the real fire of Samadhi to burn it,

Another example is using ten peach wood swords to poke at the same time.

Shen Lang finally suggested to use the mountain cannon to hit him,
This program is the most confident,
As a result, the bombardment went down,

Mao Zong's injury was only a little more serious.
was not blown to pieces,

After a few breaths he began to exhale the fragrance again.

Ordinary mountain cannons are useless,
At least legal Italian guns are needed.

Anyway...

I have used all the methods that should be used.

I also used methods that shouldn't be used...

Tried a lot of ways,
Mao Zheng still stayed in place firmly,
The hemp rope tied to his body seems to be an ornament.

Shen Lang understood the feeling when Heavenly Soldiers and Generals had nothing to do with Monkey Sun. This damn is so painful, he has already caught him, but he keeps choking him with his last breath.

worked all night,
The next day when the cock crowed and the dog barked,
Shen Lang and the others are still struggling with Mao,

There is such a dangerous monster living in his home,
No one can have a peaceful sleep.

Uncle Jiu was so tired that he slumped on the ground and said, "Cut off his hair and expose him to the scorching sun at noon when the yang energy is at its peak. We may be able to break through his defenses when he is weakest!"

The idea is good...the problem is that I can't cut off those long hairs...

The long hair is invulnerable to water and fire, and is like gold and iron. It took three pairs of scissors to cut off a little bit, and then the hair grew back like nothing happened... Do you think it's irritating or not?
According to Uncle Nine's calculations, Mao Zang will recover when the second night comes, and no one will be able to be his opponent at that time... Shen Lang and the others feel very depressed...

In the sky at noon, the sun was shining brightly, and Mao Zong was hung high in the center of the yard where the lighting was best. Although the corpse energy on his body was weakened and destroyed a lot, it had no more practical effect. Mao Zong was just Hanging there motionless... like a living dead... He is not afraid of the sun, which does not mean he likes it...

When there is a hint of despair in everyone's heart,
Awei led the messengers to Yizhuang timidly,
"Ninth Uncle?"

"Written talent?"

"Qiusheng?"

"Uuuu, aren't they all dead?"

"Ah... that's great! You're not dead yet!"

Shen Lang and Qiu Sheng made an international greeting gesture at the same time, and raised their middle fingers, "Your sister! Deserters!"

Ah Wei also felt that he had lost his face. The captain of the small town police station actually escaped while being beaten... If word spread, he would be despised by thousands of people...

But Awei was quite happy to see Uncle Jiu and the others safe and sound, "Haha, it's good that you are all right, that zombie was wiped out by you, that's good, that's good."

Uncle Jiu said, "It hasn't been eliminated yet."

"No!" Awei was taken aback, "Where's the zombie? Let him escape."

The uncle said, "Do you feel that there is a shadow where you are standing, and it is very cool?"

Awei nodded subconsciously, "Who are you? That's right, it's very cool here, what's wrong?"

Everyone showed a 'friendly' smile,

The police officers noticed something strange.

"Captain, look up there!"

Ah Wei raised his head subconsciously,
Then I fell down in fright_(:з」∠)_,

"Damn it! It's hanging in the sky..."

Shen Lang helped Ah Wei up and said, "It's okay if you're here. We'll tell the residents to escape later. This Mao Zheng is no longer something we can deal with. We can't even pull out a single hair on him with eighteen weapons thrown at him." If he falls off, he will completely recover by the evening... and this time... he will only become more evil and fierce!"

Uncle Jiu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, "Oh——"

Ah Wei trembled all over, "Then...then what...I admit that I am timid...Actually, I already had a solution after I went back to the Yamen yesterday..."

"what--?"

"Tell me in detail!"

(End of this chapter)