The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1067 My Darling!
"what's the situation?"

"Let's play hard to get... let's see what's going on!"

With a soft hum, the elevator doors opened.

Ouch.

"call……"

The zombie's voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of everyone breathing a sigh of relief.

Nothing new!
Two zombies squeezed out of the narrow elevator door, followed by five or six more zombies, swaying and wearing tattered clothes, with black Stars and Stripes stuck to their chests. They were clearly zombies that had been turned from American soldiers.

"One, two... seven, eight zombies. They look like ordinary zombies, but they should be the kind that were spitting out steam like before!"

Lu Quanli, at the Yancheng camp, said in a deep voice.

The crowd was about 70 or 80 meters away from the island, so the zombies didn't rush towards them immediately, but they sensed the strong human presence and began to move slowly.

"That's right, it's definitely those same old bastards. The Americans have run out of tricks, so they're resorting to these mystical charades. Watch me go and crush them!"

Dafei, a burly man from the Tongzhou Society, walked towards the island of ships carrying a shield and a broadsword. He had been secretly instructed by Zhang Xiangqian that since he planned to ask Yama for some weapons and supplies, he should make a good impression, and now was the perfect opportunity.

Dafei wasn't the only one willing to make a move.

"Young man, I'll go with you!"

An elderly man with white hair, wielding a sharp sword, stepped forward from the Yancheng camp and followed behind Dafei.

No one has ever kept count, but the old man himself roughly calculated that he was the one who killed the most steam zombies, taking the lives of eleven steam zombies with his sword.

This was originally his pride, but with the appearance of Yama, the King of Hell, he suddenly felt there was nothing to boast about...

"Dahuang, Fugui, you two come too. We can't just take advantage of this for nothing!"

Not to be outdone, Black Fang immediately dispatched two of his capable henchmen to assist in the extermination of the zombies.

After receiving the order, Da Huang and Fu Gui followed Da Fei and the old man without saying a word.

Now only the Hidden Dragon Gang, who had turned back, remained silent...

Wang Jiawei stared at the departing men with a serious expression, glanced around at his brothers, and coughed lightly, seemingly having no intention of sending anyone out to fight.

"Oh?"

Da Sheng came to Wang Jiawei's side, pointed to the few people in the forward camp, jumped around a few times, and tapped the deck with a steel bar.

Wang Jiawei naturally understood Dasheng's intentions. He frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "Then be careful!"

"Oh, oh oh."

The Great Sage, with his pointed beak, shouted in a low voice and excitedly dragged the steel rod as he chased after the group.

Zhang Su didn't say anything. He let anyone who was willing to risk being the vanguard go, since they weren't his own brothers. But Da Sheng's actions surprised him.

"This battle pet is really well-trained; it understands the greater good!"

"Yes, she's more sensible and considerate than most people."

"I wish I had a battle pet like that."

People were deeply moved by the Monkey King's active participation in the battle, praising him and subtly mocking Wang Jiawei.

Wang Jiawei stood with his arms crossed, unmoved, pretending he knew nothing and heard nothing...

The eight zombies were five men and three women in life. From their appearance, they had nothing special about them and were just like ordinary zombies. It was even impossible to determine whether they were steam zombies.

Soon, the answer was revealed. As Da Fei and his three companions approached, the zombies at the front went berserk, charging towards them, baring their teeth and roaring wildly. But it was precisely this frenzied appearance that relieved the group. "They're just ordinary zombies!"

"Things are simple, I'll go first!"

"A few useless trash, hehe..."

Having been furious about the previous battle with the steam zombies, the four of them finally had a chance to vent their anger. They charged forward without hesitation, launching a fierce attack on the heads of the charging zombies.

The Great Sage was not to be outdone. He charged forward with his steel rod, his speed no less than anyone else's. The steel rod made a whooshing sound in his hand, which showed the force of his attack.

Something's not right!

Zhang Su watched as the group charged forward, and his eyes twitched slightly.

"what happened?"

Recently, Zhang Xiangqian overheard Zhang Su speaking and tentatively inquired about it.

"There's something wrong with that short zombie behind us!"

Without time to respond to Zhang Xiangqian, Zhang Su spoke up to remind the others in the distance.

Behind the seven zombies, there was another zombie that was rather short, only about 1.5 meters tall. It's unclear whether this is because the United States has lenient height requirements for recruiting soldiers, or whether it has changed after the zombies turned into zombies...

Its reaction was very unusual. Unlike ordinary zombies that would charge straight at the group, it maintained its own rhythm while its body began to change.

Its skin gradually changed from bluish-gray to pink, a process that was slower than that of the previous steam zombies. In addition, it did not spew out steam, so the group ignored its presence.

"So it was just a game of deception, hiding behind a mutated form. What a clumsy tactic!"

"Oji."

Hearing the King of Hell's loud reminder from behind, the four people and the monkey noticed the situation. Fortunately, only one of the seven ordinary zombies remained, and the scene was much cleaner!
“Woooooo!”

The Great Sage cautiously stared at the approaching steam zombie with his round eyes. His fighting spirit, which had been strong before, was waning. He did not attack rashly. His steel rod dragged on the ground, and his toes retreated little by little as the zombie moved!

When Wang Jiawei saw Dasheng's performance, his heart sank. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he stopped himself from speaking.

"Hey, this steam zombie's eyes are glowing."

"Really, and it's a female one at that, hehe, Fugui, it's yours."

The two members of the Wild Dog camp saw the steam zombies' eyes glowing white, but instead of realizing the seriousness of the situation, they joked with each other.

Seeing the monkey's unusual reaction, Dafei, who was holding the shield, felt a strong sense of alarm and became alert. He lowered his body and held the shield in front of him, blocking everything completely!

The old man with the sword, being capable and hardworking, was slaying the last ordinary zombie. He dodged the attack with agility and was just about to pierce the zombie's skull with his sword when...

Ugh!

A vomiting sound came from the steam zombie's mouth.

An unpleasant sound cannot be used as a weapon, but if it is accompanied by some special attack methods, that's a different story!
"Oh!"

The Great Sage cried out, sensing an immense crisis. It rushed behind the Great Flying's shield and hid, holding its steel rods forward with both hands—its last act of defiance.

puff.

To everyone's disbelief, the steam zombie spat out a waterfall of steam, the airflow thick and condensed like milk, first rising to a height of about four or five meters, then crashing down like silver spilling onto the old man and the ordinary zombies.

"Hide!"

Seeing that the old man was about to be hit, Dafei shouted a warning. He swayed his body and subconsciously wanted to rescue him, but probably thinking that the other party was not one of the brothers in the camp, and that the danger was too great, he finally stopped.

(End of this chapter)