"Here you go, I'm so hungry"

As soon as the voice fell, the two rotten gates closed with a bang, and at the same time, Zhang Yuanqing lost control of the Yin Corpse.

His will was forcibly "driven" back to his body.

"Ahhh~"

Seeing this scene, the old man turned pale with fright, and screamed hoarsely.

From the windows of the nearby rammed earth houses and stone houses, pairs of cold gazes appeared, staring at this side.

so troublesome! Zhang Yuanqing brandished the knife in his hand, knocking the old man unconscious, while leaving Xiao Doubi to watch over him and guard his surroundings.

He strode into the courtyard and summoned the Thug Gloves from his inventory.

thump thump thump. Zhang Yuanqing ran wildly to the closed wooden door, clenched his fists with both hands and touched it hard.

boom!

Like a high-explosive grenade exploding, the shock wave lifted the wooden door and turned it into pieces of charred black.

The tongue hanging in the room shook violently in the shock wave, and the expanding fire light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the scene in the hall.

Dead No. 1 fell to the ground, a head with loose hair, hair stained with grease and blood, was gnawing on No. 1 Dead's head.

"Boom, boom"

The sound of crunching skulls makes one's scalp tingle.

Half of Dead Man No. 1's head was gone, and red and white substances flowed out.

Haoyakou. The corner of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. While regaining the control of Deadman One, he took out the Explosive Pistol and Insight Glasses, aimed at the head, and pulled the trigger.

The Burst Pistol and Seeker Glasses are accessory equipment.

If there is no latter, with Zhang Yuanqing's marksmanship, most of the bullets will be hit on the skull of his own corpse, no, in the brain.

bang bang!

The bullet accurately hit the hideous and ugly head, and the accompanying burst effect generated huge momentum, causing the head to roll out like a ball.

"It hurts"

The head let out a mournful cry, wailing: "My body, my body"

Accompanied by a cry, there was a "clang" sound from the back room, like the sound of wooden boards rolling to the ground.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately turned his gun and aimed at the inner door where the black cloth was hanging down.

A figure walked out with stiff and monotonous steps.

It was dressed in coarse linen, its arms were hanging down, its nails were black and sharp, and its neck was empty without a head.

The body walked to the side of the head, stretched out its hands covered with black nails, held the head, and pressed it on the neck.

The flesh and blood on the neck squirmed quickly, entangled with each other, and there was a "click" sound from the bones in the flesh and blood.

Wang Xiaoer's eyeballs move irregularly in the eye sockets, sometimes pointing upwards, sometimes downwards, and sometimes disappearing. The eyeballs seem to be able to rotate 360 ??degrees. JrNovels.com