I am picking up attributes in the last days

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

Qingqing's sweet and greasy voice, coming from the third floor, can give people goosebumps!

Yang Hao felt a chill all over his body, feeling that she was not as comfortable as she was before when she spoke like this.

Shaking his head, he didn't look back, and strode forward.

After he left, the rest of the teachers looked at the back of the departure, and their hearts were still full of endless shock.

I never thought that one person would kill more than 200 zombies.

How

? Even if he was strong and blocked the staircase alone, he wouldn't be uninjured at all, right

? Could it be that he was made of steel?

Those terrible zombies are all fake.

Especially when he saw him holding a half-moon axe and rushing straight to the canteen opposite, he was even more shocked.

You must know that there are more than 400 zombies at the door of the cafeteria, wandering back and forth, and they can't run if they want to.

For the first time, Skullcap felt that Yang Hao's speed of adapting to the end times was beyond the ordinary.

It's just a

killing machine! However, this killing machine still has human nature, even if Fang Qingqing did something, he didn't kill her, but conquered her heart, and called him the master.

The survivors on the second floor of the cafeteria clearly witnessed the process of killing more than 30 zombies, rushing back and forth, killing a few at a time, very quickly.

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

Even the zombies on the first floor couldn't be cleaned up, let alone the more than 400 zombies gathered outside.

Many students who escaped from the dormitory in the middle of the night wanted to rush into the cafeteria, but they didn't want to be part of the zombie army.

That's why it's so large.

Even if it is more, looking at Yang Hao, he is not afraid and strides over.

Dressed in camouflage uniforms, carrying a seven-star machete, a four-section iron spear, a Luo Jinjin crossbow, and a half-moon axe, like a heavily armed hell warrior, he walked towards them quickly.

Some of the surviving women are looking forward to him.

It is not a good thing to be almost possessed by a man in

the cafeteria for the past two days! However, seeing him kill a few zombies at will, he walked to the south side of the cafeteria and did not go straight to the door.

Many people were desperate, thinking that he was not here to save people.

In fact, people knew in their hearts that it was impossible for him to break through the siege of more than 400 zombies alone.

It's just a desire in my heart.

Now, the desire is shattered.

But I don't know that Yang Hao is thinking about the small gate in the south, why do he have to face so many zombies.

When he went around to the south gate, Yang Hao saw that there were at least fifty zombies wandering around the originally wide cement floor.

There were several chefs in white inside, as well as boys in Lakers uniforms, presumably people hiding in the cafeteria, who rushed out but were unfortunately killed.

Standing fifty meters away, his eyes looked into the bushes again.

I can't tell how many shadows are there, the only thing I know for sure is that there are more zombies than yesterday, and I don't know how to run in.

"Revenge! No revenge, Lao Tzu always has a thorn in his heart, and he must pull it out!" Yang

Hao's face showed a cold murderous intention, how could he force the three of them, face the death crisis, and let them get out safely.

Let them go through their own crisis.

looked at the half-moon axe in his hand, the once sharp blade of the axe was already sluggish.

There are too many kills today, and even the best weapons can't withstand it.

But, at least it works.

Slowly put away the half-moon axe, picked up the four-section iron gun on the edge, 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.

The two floors are less than ten meters, but they are already equivalent to the third floor of the dormitory building, and he even jumped up to the fourth floor, not to mention the second floor of the cafeteria.

It's just that the zombies in front of the building are too scattered now, and they need to get close to exert their strength before they can jump high.

Now that the speed has reached more than ninety, and 100 meters is close to a second, they should not be able to react.

Both hands quickly tightened the four-section one-meter-one spear into a four-meter-four iron spear.

According to marksmanship, it can be a hundred enemies.

There were only more than fifty on the spot, and it was necessary to try it.

"Dang!"

When the four-meter-four spear was successfully assembled, Yang Hao paused vigorously on the concrete floor, and let out a crisp metallic trill.

In an instant, all the zombies at the scene turned their heads one by one, staring at him.

In fact, their eyes are just decorations, and the real usefulness is the ears and nose.

Like a cat that smells fishy, it spreads its arms and sticks out its black nails, sharp as a knife.

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

"Kill!"

Seeing the zombies rushing towards him, Yang Hao roared violently, and shook the iron gun in his hand, like a dragon going out to sea, rushing forward quickly.

It was closer, his arm trembled, his speed was fast to the limit, and the tip of the spear was like a raindrop, stabbing rapidly.

The

heads of the six zombies at the front were instantly strung together.

At the moment when they struggled, Yang Hao's body retreated, the body of the gun trembled, and it was instantly withdrawn from his head.

There was a hole the size of an egg in his head, and the dead could no longer die, and the body fell to the ground.

The zombies in the back, regardless of the situation, smelled the smell of the living, and still rushed wildly.

"Give me violence!" Yang

Hao shouted, his feet moved, and his arms trembled, like a fully charged motor.

The spear in his hand trembled, and the head of the spear seemed to come to life, trembling at high speed, and crashing into the head of the zombie that rushed over.

Their

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

A group of twenty-two zombies whose heads were blown out ran forward two or three meters before lying on the ground.

Suddenly, with Yang Hao as the center, a huge fan was formed in front of it, full of fallen corpses.

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

The pungent smell, which spreads in the air, is disgusting.

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

Only death will stop moving forward.

Therefore, when Yang Hao was ventilating, they rushed up without fear of death.

In the face of their charge, a sneer appeared on Yang Hao's face, and he withdrew and retreated, instantly opening a distance of ten meters.

"I'm going to try the word pick!" With

a loud shout, the spear in his hand seemed to come to life, and headed for the zombies.

"Poof!"

With a sound, the spear pierced the zombie's throat, and with a sudden pick, the zombie corpse flew out sideways, directly knocking down seven zombies.

They roll into a ball and can't get up at all for a short time.

Yang Hao took advantage of the situation and smashed it down with one shot, and immediately five heads burst open, no longer struggling.

"This saves effort, but you need to make up for it a second time!" got up

and faced the remaining twenty or so, like a tiger entering a flock, all kinds of skills were used.

The spear is indeed a powerful weapon against zombies.

Before they could get closer, they were all dead.

If the strength is strong, maybe a thousand people can be killed!

Yang Hao was very satisfied with his marksmanship, and his spiritual power was concentrated on more than one hundred and fifty attribute light balls.

The light and rain are flying, and the values change greatly.