Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Only half a day later, Moze never thought that the collapse of order would happen so quickly.It was obviously only at noon that they escaped from Lu Qianji's house, and it took only seven hours to do all they could, yet this kind of nasty thing that shouldn't have happened in peacetime had already happened?

In other words, such a blatantly nasty thing would not be possible in peacetime.After all, there is still a lot of darkness in places where the sun can't reach, ready to swallow prey that is not cautious enough.

Like Moser once.

From the room, you can only see a pair of tiny triangular eyes protruding from the blade, which look no different from those gray and black mice wandering in the sewers and garbage dumps.In particular, the treacherous and wretched eyes are indescribably similar to those rodents whose largest size is no more than the length of the forearm.

He is thin and thin, and his palm, which seems to have only joints left, is still tightly pressed on the little girl's slightly raised chest. An exaggerated dagger is hung on the middle finger and index finger, and the tip of the knife is pointed at the little girl's immature neck. She was forced to raise her chin as hard as she could with tears.

The cold air on the metal blade made the little girl forget the pain in her chest. She looked at the embarrassed and nervous Li Minwei with tears in her eyes, and her squirming lips kept calling "Daddy" in a low voice.

Mo Ze's eyes were cold, as if he didn't see the stick that the social youth who got up from the ground took out from his waist.With the two strong men who restrained Li Minwei, they looked at the fiery sight of their bare chest under the bathrobe.

He knows that he has a good figure, and the virus has already changed his skin color and appearance and other physical conditions that will affect the first impression when he strengthens his body.

They imitate and transform the host from a level suitable for survival, and one of the functions of the perfect body is to let the two strong guys who know that Moze is a man, face the man because of the muscle bulging. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with his raised milky white chest.

Although their vision has not been enhanced, they can still see the iconic organ that only men have between the legs when Moze went out to kick the gangster.

But at this time, the sight cannot be removed from the "scenery" exposed by the neckline no matter what.

Like porcelain that has been handled by people for decades, the layer of smooth and shiny glaze may feel warm and faintly attractive to the touch. Once you touch it, you will no longer want to put your hand anywhere else.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, then turned the short knife in his hand, and the blade was facing the neck of the young man in society, shaking slightly.The frightened little eyes didn't know what the companions who had planned the robbery before going upstairs were in a daze at this moment.

All he knew was that he felt a tingling pain in his neck, and the warm and viscous liquid was slowly sucked into the white T-shirt with a black dragon printed on it along the withered and yellow skin of a dying person.

Tuanlong, with its teeth and claws open, is now stepping on the bright red auspicious clouds, its deliberately protruding longan eyes are staring straight at the small eyes that are looking down at its own chest.

"What else do I need to say? Let go of your hand!" Moze, who just informed him, reached out and chopped off the dagger that was far more deterrent than actual combat before he could react.

The little girl who had lost the threat of the blade suddenly lowered her head and bit the palm still on her chest, and the thin fingers bent like chicken feet straightened instantly. Pulling his hand around the little girl's neck, he heard a strange rattling sound.

The low, muffled sound of being forcibly staggered between bones is not at the same level as the soft and crisp sound made by lightly breaking joints when you are idle.

What the latter brings is only a slight soreness that occurs when the joint head and the joint socket rub against each other, but the former can cause severe pain, and even easily kill a person.

The young man who took out the stick was lying on the ground at this time, his head and body formed a strange angle, an angle that he could not twist out by himself no matter what.

The metal throwing stick was held by a boy in a bathrobe, and the boss made a lot of hype about it. It was said that it was a one-piece swinging stick made of carbon steel.At this moment, in his hands, it was like a wooden branch that could be easily picked up by the roadside, which was easily broken off.

Another young man, who was younger, had already knelt on the ground at this time, facing the black muzzle of the gun in Lan Zijian's hand, begging for mercy with the young man next to him who was still gently breaking the remaining stick.

The two men who restrained Li Minwei were stunned for a moment, as if they hadn't realized what happened, they looked at the upside-down situation in surprise, and tightened their arms around Li Minwei.

"You... think about it! Think about it! He's still in our hands!"

Judging by the figures of those two men, they should be exercising frequently in the gym or somewhere, and the muscles all over their bodies are exaggerated and bulging.The breathy voice, and Li Minwei who was gradually being strangled in front of their chests, might indeed be able to calm down Lan Zijian and Peng Ruyun.

But for Chen Simeng, who didn't regard him as his own at all, he didn't feel threatened at all.

What's more, in that angry voice, there was a vibrato mixed in. If you listen carefully, you can hear the uncontrollable fear in the hearts of the two men.

"You should know that in the current world, there is no law at all?" Gently patting the little girl who was crying in his arms, Mo Ze smiled at Chen Simeng, who threw the incomplete stick on the other side, halfway Squatting on the ground, he picked up the dagger with the gauntlet shaped like a tiger's head, and weighed it.

"I think you should know about it, otherwise, you wouldn't do such stupid things that were enough to send you to jail for four or five years." Moze was referring to them molesting little girls and harassing people in high-end hotels Leisurely.

It seemed that they had robbed Li Minwei and his room of something.

The expressions of the two men were a bit stiff, and they opened their pale lips, holding Li Minwei, who looked not much thinner than them, backed away step by step, and seemed to want to argue with irrational words: "But you also killed one of our brothers. Isn't that even fair?"

Lan Zijian, who was still holding a gun over there, let out a ridiculous short sigh, looked at the two men who seemed to think what he said was understandable, kicked the young man who was still kneeling in front of him with his toes, and laughed. Said: "Then I killed this, should I still let you do something to that little girl? Is this something that can be exchanged at equal value!"

Peng Ruyun seemed to want to say something, but because Mo Ze and Chen Simeng didn't look like they planned to let these three guys go, they quietly closed their eyes, turned and went back to the room.

Qian Qiuxue seemed to be drinking the dreamy-coloured "Ice Star Night Rain" while watching the excitement, leaning against the door frame, and asked Lan Zijian in front of him with some self-disgust: "It seems that I haven't taken a shower yet, right?" ? No wonder I always felt sour when I ate just now."

"It's okay. There is water in the room, as well as bathrobes and a dryer." Lan Zijian stared at the trembling young man who buried his head to the lowest point without turning his head, and said laughingly at someone: "Some people Ah, I just don’t know how to be content and happy, and I can live a good life, why must I provoke others?”

The two men seemed to be touched by what Lan Zijian said, or simply upset by the little girl's crying, their eyes no longer kept watching Li Minwei's movements in front of them, which made them hold back all the time. Li Minwei, who was trying his best to break free, found a chance to do it.

Although he was half a blacksmith, he didn't say anything else, but his strength was impossibly small.Although the arms are not as thick as those of the two men, they still contain a powerful force that can lift a heavy hammer and strike iron.

Grasping the moment when the strength of the arm in front of him weakened, Li Minwei grabbed a man's arm violently, like swinging a strange-shaped hammer, and slammed it fiercely in front of him.

The sudden change made the other man's eyes widen. Before the machete hidden in his waist could be pulled out, the dagger that Moze had been holding just now hit his shoulder.

A scream was choked in his throat. Even though the zombies in the hotel were either killed or locked in their rooms, the man still didn't dare to take the risk of making too much noise.

He has already seen that those two young men with better skin than pussy have incomprehensibly cold hearts and powerful strength.If zombies were attracted, it was hard to say whether they would kindly save themselves.

Rather than attracting man-eating monsters from other floors because of the completely tolerable pain, it is better to endure it, maybe you can make yourself look more pitiful, and win a little sympathy that is enough to save lives in this situation.

The man who was thrown to the ground seemed to have thought of the same thing. In addition, the corridor was covered with thick carpets. Even if he weighed more than 100 kilograms, when he was slammed to the ground, he only let out a "bang" sound. There was a muffled sound.

Li Minwei didn't intend to kill them both, but watched Mo Ze lift the young man who molested his daughter with one hand, and then slammed it viciously against the wall.

The walls are not like the floor, and there are carpets that can act as a buffer.The smooth wall instantly became scarlet. The young man with small eyes looked at Mo Ze dying, as if he still wanted to figure out why this young man who had no grievances against him would do such a cruel thing.

After the slamming just now, he already felt the tremor in his brain, and the palms locked in his throat seemed to be welded to his neck. No matter how he struggled, he could only let out a futile "humming" sound.

With cold hands and feet, he has no time to think about how a young man who looks only a little stronger than himself will have such terrifying power.In the field of vision that became red due to blood congestion, the same dark red cracks had already appeared on the tiles on the wall.

I don't know if it's because of the viscous fluid coming out of the forehead, or simply because of the broken capillary on the eyeball.

"Now there is no legal restriction, so you can shoot children?" Mo Ze whispered in the ear of the dying young man, and Mo Ze's heart was filled with uncontrollable anger.In the face of such things, he has enough right to speak.

The former victim has now become the perpetrator, but what is taken away is not chastity and dignity, but life.

What is even more frightening is that, except for the three people with the social youth, no one is afraid of Moze's violent behavior, and no one wants to condemn him.

"What you did just now, legally speaking, you only need to stay in prison for at least three years." Somehow, it got involved in the regulations that are useless at this time, and Moze smiled and raised his hands and hung his hands. The thin body of the eye.

"But, now the death penalty is starting..."

After driving away the two strong men and dragging the begging young man into the room to ask for more information.At the door of the suite belonging to Moze and his team, several scarlet traces mixed with sticky white are slowly flowing down the wall...