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The woman looked at the postures of several people and sneered, obviously not taking them seriously, "You guys are still a bit young." She glanced at the man in black next to her from the corner of her eye and bowed her body slightly.

The latter took a step forward, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and used his five fingers to form claws. When his palm was neutral, a lot of black mist gathered. With a flip of his wrist, the black mist shot out towards the faces of several people.

Several people felt their eyes go dark, and then their scalps became numb. Black insects, spiders, cockroaches, scorpions, centipedes, etc. got into the helmet that was originally worn. I felt chills all over my body, and goosebumps immediately appeared.

I prayed in my heart that the bugs wouldn't crawl around, and I even closed my mouth tightly to prevent the bugs from crawling in, but the bugs were easy to negotiate and would dig in whenever they saw a hole. They now deeply understand what it means to be creepy. When they feel the wet and greasy touch of insects in their nostrils, they can no longer hold back. In a panic, he threw the weapon to the ground without knowing when, and began to pull hard on the helmet he was wearing.

"Dong dong dong" made several muffled sounds, and the helmets were thrown to the ground one by one. They swung their hands quickly and kept slapping their cheeks and necks. Seeing their embarrassment, the woman lightly covered her lips with her right hand and laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, your embarrassment is so funny, hahaha..." After laughing for a while, I felt like tears were about to burst out. I wiped the corners of my eyes again and sneered, "A bunch of idiots."

After the black mist dissipated, a few people realized that there were no scorpions or centipedes. Everything was a cover-up. At this moment, there were only their discarded helmets and fallen weapons on the ground. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to pick it up now.

The man in black raised a mocking arc, "I want to see how long you can dance without Zhang Yiyan." As he spoke, his two fingers were slightly closed, and black mist came out from the fingertips, matching the silent words in his mouth. Dharma tips. Suddenly there was a rustling sound all around, followed by the roar of the zombies.

"Fuck, what is this sound?"

"Beast?"

"Fuck, what is this?"

"Zombies!!!"

Several people reacted quickly, some very quickly, and picked up their weapons, ready to fight at any time. They formed a circle back to back, watching the zombies approaching in a twisted and deformed posture.

The scratched, broken, twisted and hollow face, combined with the weird stiff limbs, slowly approached like a puppet on strings. Sweat broke out on their nervous foreheads, their throats rolled, and their fingers turned white from exertion.

Yan Junge put the gun in Lu Qing's hand aside and glanced at her, "Take it," Lu Qing was moved in her heart, "Captain Yan, what about you..." At the critical moment, he was still..., and suddenly felt a little... I regret that I have been going against him these days, and I want to return the gun with this thought.

As a result, Yan Junge quickly took off his gloves, revealing the red rope on his left wrist. With a little force, the red rope immediately spread out. Make two circles with your right hand to tie it tightly, then wave your hand to dance the rope.

"Snapped!"

A whip mark exploded on the chest of the zombie closest to him. The magic rope was swung again, wrapped around the zombie's withered neck, and with a strong pull, the whole head broke off with a snap, and maggots flew away.

"Damn it, there are maggots in the sky."

"...Gee, don't say that, it's so disgusting."

"Damn it, my head fell off and it really didn't move."

This operation made the two people visibly startled. The man in black gritted his teeth and stared at the magic rope in Yan Junge's hand. He unconsciously covered his chest with his hand, and when he stepped back, he saw this thing again.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Junge danced the rope even more energetically, "It's you, Gravedigger. I let you run away last time. I'll see where you run away this time!"

The gravedigger gritted his teeth, chuckled, and exerted force with his right hand. The black robe that originally covered his body was torn open, revealing a black outfit and a black-on-gold-patterned mask. "Hmph, you think you are my opponent."

As he spoke, he clenched his hands into fists, and black mist overflowed, gathering more and more. As the spell was recited, the roars one after another resounded through the sky again. The zombies heard the call and moved here one after another.

The gravedigger's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he pointed at Yan Junge and said word by word, "I want to turn you all into walking corpses for me to use. You, I want you to live but not to die."

Several people who were originally hiding behind Yan Junge were looking around nervously. Suddenly Chen Hao and Huang Yong looked at Le Sheng in horror, not even paying attention to the gravedigger's threats.

Le Sheng seemed to feel something, this touch on his right shoulder...

His body was stiffer than the zombie just now, and his neck turned in an arc. From the corner of his eye, he saw plain white hands resting on his shoulders, with slender fingers and slightly elongated nails.

My brain shut down for a moment, and various pictures kept flashing in my mind like a carousel. Small beads of sweat oozed from the corner of my forehead. My Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and my fingers tightened unconsciously. He pinched the amulet in his palm, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. Before he could move, the owner of the hand suddenly pushed him and chuckled.

The voice was calm, neither fast nor slow, and Ke Lexheng felt that he could hear a hint of anger, "Really?"

Someone walked out from behind Lesheng and nudged his shoulder, revealing his whole face. Le Sheng went from panic, nervousness, and fear to suspicion and confusion and then to ecstasy. His voice was unconsciously vibrated, "Zhang, Brother Zhang..."

Yan Junge suddenly froze, and turned his head stiffly to look to the side and behind. The moment he saw clearly, his eyes were full of joy, his heart was beating like a drum, his throat tightened, his lips opened and opened again, and he murmured, "Yan Junge" Word."

Zhang Yiyan slowly raised the corners of his lips, patted Le Sheng on the back of the shoulder and retracted his hand, "Back off."

"Okay,,,okay,," Le Sheng hurriedly hid behind Zhang Yiyan. The others also reacted, with expressions of joy after being rescued on their faces. They breathed a heavy sigh of relief and hid behind him.

Zhang Yiyan stepped forward and stood with Yan Junge. With a smile on his lips but cold eyes, he raised his eyebrows at the gravedigger and said, "Please."

That expression seemed to say, I'm just standing here to see how you take Yan Junge's life. Feeling what he meant, Yan Junge moved quietly and got closer, keeping his eyes on the people around him, and his heart beat louder.

The gravedigger clenched his fists tightly, his body trembled with anger, and he rolled his eyes, thinking about it. Seeing the right moment, he suddenly rushed out and attacked Yan Junge, bringing with him a cloud of black mist.

The corner of Zhang Yiyan's lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm, and with a flip of his wrist, two yellow talismans shot out, hitting the black mist and making a loud muffled sound. The black mist exploded immediately. Zhang Yiyan grabbed the arm of the person beside him with his right hand and pulled him to his side. He raised his left hand high and blocked the mist with his wide sleeves, quickly forming a barrier to protect Yan Junge.

The others had to shorten their stature and hide behind the two of them, so that they were not affected.

After a moment, he waved his left hand violently, and the black mist dispersed with his wide sleeves. When he looked again, there was no trace of the gravedigger. Zhang Yiyan took a step forward and saw the woman injured by Huang Fu falling to the ground, clenching his fists hard.

This gravedigger is really good. Once he has the upper hand, he will fight and kill him. He immediately ran away when there was no chance of winning. He was ranked second in ability to run away, but no one would dare to compete with him in the first place.

He glanced at the woman on the ground with slight disgust, flicked his sleeves, and the mask was knocked off, revealing his complete appearance.

Yan Junge frowned and stepped forward, a slight look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "It's you!"