The absolute gem of a certain comic series

"Yes!" the warriors replied in unison.

Kurusu stopped the eldest lady who wanted to go outside to find out what was going on. He didn't want her to fall into a dangerous situation. The master had been crushed into vague pieces of flesh by the train. I will ensure the eldest lady's safety next.

"Kurasu..." Acorus put his little hand on his chest, worried about the situation outside, fearing that the mad zombie would break through the last barrier.

"let's go!"

Kurusu took a few of his soldiers to the Iron City platform and looked behind him, frowning, what is this?

A pitch-black figure, with a dirty face that looked extremely dark, and the clothes on his body covered most of his skin. He didn't know if he was a crazy corpse.

Kurusu thought for a moment, facing the black figure getting closer and closer, how to deal with it calmly, what if he was angered.

But the samurai kept urging: "Kurusu-sama, hurry up and give the order. We are approaching the Iron Armored City soon, and it will be too late by then."

"Yes, at such a fast speed, we are about to catch up with the Iron Armored City. No matter how you look at it, you are not human. Hurry up and give the order!"

"What are you anxious about? Didn't you see that Lord Kurusu is thinking? How noisy! As soldiers, the six pure roots protect us, and the samurai spirit is always there. What are you afraid of? In the worst case, give him a few shots?!"

The little warrior leader scolded the chirping soldiers and complained: "Really! He talks non-stop, like a mother-in-law."

"Oh~ Mother-in-law? An interesting title..."

Wuming yawned out of boredom and walked out, looking at the back of Jiatiecheng. His eyes suddenly lit up. He put his hand on his forehead, supported the railing with his small hand, leaned out and looked up at the scenery.

"Oh~ It turns out it's him. He's still alive. He has such a long life..." The nameless little head seemed to think of something. He tilted his head slightly, manually gathered the hair and let it fall down, and then said with a look of sudden realization: "So that's it!"

"Do you know each other? Is he your companion?" Kurusu glanced at the girl next to him with sharp eyes, knowing that the samurai couldn't watch it at all.

She also always looks lazy, deliberately appearing harmless to people and animals, making people relax their vigilance, and then strikes out like a poisonous snake in the night, delivering a fatal blow.

Therefore, Kurusu is very disgusted with the girl who claims to be nameless. She is not a human, but she travels with her. She is extremely dangerous, but she is not as strong as her and may be killed.

Based on the comparison between the current situation and the fantasy situation, the gap in strength is too big, so let's put it aside for the time being.

It is better to make do with putting the two of them in the last carriage together. At the critical moment, they may be able to work wonders and produce an unimaginable effect.

"Ha~ I'm so sleepy... He's not my companion, but I've seen him twice. I can't rule out the possibility that he's a zombie. Although he looks like a crazy corpse on the outside, he's still a human on the inside."

"Hmph! Don't always use these words to deceive Lord Calamus. I won't believe it so easily. It's best not to play tricks."

Kurusu waved his hand forward, and raised the steam gun in his hand with his men, aiming at the mad corpse running like crazy on the railway track.

"Six roots are pure!"

Bang bang bang bang bang—

White smoke continued to emit from the barrel, and the iron bullets were instantly pressurized by the steam and accelerated through the barrel.

The speed of falling leaves in the world is getting faster and faster as time passes, and the running-in period of strength is almost over. His eyes are fixed on the front, and his smile is getting brighter.

But this smile.

Not long ago, Kurusu broke out in a cold sweat and his clothes were instantly soaked. His original arrogant appearance suddenly collapsed, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Crazy corpse can still laugh? !

Kurusu quickly calmed down his shocked expression, adjusted his emotions, retorted to Wuming in a calm tone, and gave instructions to the samurai behind him, "Six roots are clean!"

The state of fallen leaves in this world? !

Ben kept looking straight ahead, thinking about how to say hello in appropriate language.

Suddenly, a few more extremely tiny black dots flew over quickly, reflecting in the pupils that were getting bigger and bigger.

Iron bullet!

hateful!

This is really a friendly exchange meeting. First, give the enemy a hard blow. If it hits an ordinary person, there will be many holes in the body and blood will flow.

And the unknown girl was leaning on the railing, looking sideways in boredom, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Hey!

You might as well say a few nice words instead of just watching the show. For example, saying I am your friend will not create such a situation.

Luo Yechen put his hand on the handle of the knife behind his back and drew the knife in an instant. The black edge made a strong sound of breaking through the air, and the rapid swing of the knife produced a visual afterimage.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

There was a sound of metal collision, and all the iron bullets bounced away. The iron bullets changed their trajectories and hit the ground, splashing small dust and leaving shallow pits.

The soldier shouted, holding the steam gun with trembling hands. In panic, he pointed the muzzle at his teammates and almost pressed the trigger.

A powerful arm raised his drooping muzzle, pointed the muzzle at the running monster again, and said angrily: "Keep fighting, don't save me! As a warrior who has been selected through many layers, you are here What are you afraid of?! Isn’t it just a crazy corpse?”

Bang bang bang bang—

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The people above continued to shoot without mercy. Did they understand the hostile situation? I am a human being, not a crazy corpse.

Luo Yechenshi was quite distressed, and continued to raise the knife in his hand to split the iron bullets with a depressed mood, his helplessness almost showing through his dark face.

Let the wind lead!

The whole body instantly became much lighter. He stepped off the ground, flew high into the sky, and then glided.

In the blink of an eye, he had landed on the platform, and put the black sharp point in his hand on the neck of the man with sharp eyes and a bit of afro. It was obvious that he was the boss.

Luoye Chenshi leisurely said: "Let me tell you, why are we so desperate? Can we sit down in a friendly manner, make a cup of leisurely tea, and talk about the world?"

Then he turned his head slightly, looked around him, and looked at the girl behind him: "Do you think so, Ms. Wuming?"

A cold air came from Kurusu's neck, and he felt that with just a slight movement, his neck and body would be separated immediately. His eyes secretly signaled the samurai to continue to be more vigilant and not to put down the muzzle of his gun.

Luo Yechenshi could clearly feel the dark muzzles on the side and back, his expression was calm and calm.

"Don't play these little tricks. Tell your people to put down their guns, sit down and have a peaceful talk."

Kurusu seemed to have a calm expression on his face. Facing the threat on his neck, he glanced down at the black long knife and said, "Miss Wuming, it seems that this unkind person knows you. Is he also a corpse?" ?”

"I don't know, then you have to ask him himself, is it...fallen leaves?" Wuming lazily changed his posture, leaning on the railing with his back and resting his hands on it.

"Miss Wuming, I'm very curious as to what kind of decoration you are wearing. It's very handsome."

"Well, I think so too. Thank you for the compliment. It's not polite to continue talking like this. Let's answer what Mr. Kurusu said first."

Deng Deng Deng!

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a girl came up from the metal steps below. Seeing this scene, Luo Yechenshi took a closer look. Kurusu seemed to think that he had caught the flaw, and he quickly hit the opponent's wrist with his hand.