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Chapter 1512

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The specially infected person "Pus Fester" self-detonated, and the death signal spread out caused a large number of zombies to flood into the warehouse area.

Individuals stained with acid bile would be regarded as the murderer of pus.

The bald zombie was at the center of the explosion. When it was hit by a strong impact, its whole body was splashed with acid, and it was swallowed by the tide of zombies in less than ten seconds.



"What's the situation?"

The two assassins hiding in the dark were also shocked by the sudden turn of events.

Just when they were slightly stunned, two groups of green living bodies were thrown at them at high speed.

Two more Pus Zombies with tentacles stuck in them appeared to be in an extremely uncontrollable state.

They didn't give the two killers any chance to escape … Squeak ~ The tentacles wriggled, and the pus exploded before it landed on the ground.

In the thick smoke of the dark green explosion, the Flying Dagger Master barely escaped.

The black cloak covering his whole body had a certain degree of acid resistance, but because the explosion was too close, part of the cloak was blown up, and some of the skin was eroded and marked. Four zombies with red eyes had locked onto him.

Among them, there was also a muscular black man wearing a salesman's uniform.

As for the other mercenary Bailey, he wasn't so lucky.

He had experienced a fierce battle with the bald zombie in advance, and when he rushed to the warehouse, he had consumed a lot of physical strength.

Moreover, his thigh was cut by the flying dagger, and the side effects of the previous injection were also increasing.

In the face of the sudden flying pus zombie, he couldn't even take any protective measures.

At the moment of the explosion, he seemed to recall the moment when he accompanied his teammates in life and death.

His body was hit by the explosion and was torn into four pieces on the spot.

The scattered body parts were also eroded by the acid bile.

The "Desert Eagle" that he had been holding in his hand was completely dismantled in the form of data with the death of the individual.

Killer Allowance: 4



Main battle area

Fatty Sam was using his unique "fat blood" to expel the corrosive liquid from his body. Sizzle … White smoke rose.

The fat in his body was consumed crazily during this process, and when the acid was expelled, Sam returned to his normal body, and even printed a clearly visible muscle outline.

However, the severed right arm and the chainsaw were still on the ground.

Facing the zombies that were constantly encircling him, Sam could only think of one "way to survive" – pick up the severed arm and use the medicine to regenerate it. Then he could forcefully kill his way out of this game and give up the reward.



Just as Sam took a step forward.

His arm, however, was picked up by another person and fused with it through some kind of special blood effect.

Sam stared at the mysterious figure in front of him. Through the comparison in his memory, he immediately remembered the last two assassins to arrive at the entrance of the mall before the game started. They were also the team that he thought was the least threatening.

The young man's slightly immature voice sounded.

"The chainsaw is not bad, let me borrow it …"

Sally, tie this guy to a safe place high enough. Don't let him get killed by zombies before the battle is over. "

"Alright!"

As Sam was still suffering from the injuries caused by the explosion and his broken arm, he couldn't react in time and was kicked in the neck … He fainted on the spot.

Then, he was dragged by a slender figure to the upper level of the warehouse and hung in the air with a rope.

The purpose of keeping this person alive was very simple … Once this person died, according to the rules of the game, his belongings would disappear.

According to Han Dong's previous observation of the battle, he had already put a part of his chances of winning on the chainsaw. This was the only weapon that could cause substantial damage to the bald zombie so far.

At the same time, Han Dong also held another trump card that could surprise him.

He glanced at the dead mercenaries and the restrained knife-throwing man in the depths of the warehouse.

He raised his head and looked at the fat Sam who was hanging in the air.

He looked down and stared at the final target that was swallowed by the zombie frenzy.

After making sure that everything was under control, Han Dong began to perform the "ultimate evolution" that his body could achieve.

1. The right arm of the caregiver was no longer used as a weapon. Instead, it was inserted into the upper part of the shoulder blade with the help of its semi-living characteristics. It was used as a "third hand".

Combined with the assimilation characteristics of the caregiver's arm, it was controlled by Count himself.

In addition to regular attacks, it could also be completely transformed into a blood dog and be separated to cooperate in the battle.

2. For Sam's arm and the chainsaw that he had just picked up, Han Dong used a very clever method of transfer.

Removing the bones and unnecessary tissues in Sam's arm, he transformed the arm into a "fat bag" and tied it to the engine as an energy supply device for the chainsaw.

The remaining fat in the arm was enough to continue to use the chainsaw for 10 minutes.

Moreover, Han Dong also found a very interesting thing.

"Vikus' Flesh Device", this chainsaw relied on fat and blood as an energy source.

The fat was taken from Sam's broken arm.

Han Dong tried to inject the blood mixed with the characteristics of the underworld blood from his right arm into it.

Boom! Boom!

As the engine was pulled.

On the madly rotating saw blade, a blood structure similar to that of a canine's teeth was condensed. This structure made the cutting ability even better.

At this moment.

Han Dong, wearing a steel mask and with three arms, suddenly turned into a chainsaw maniac.

"The right time, the right place, and the right people … victory or defeat depends on this."

Whoosh!

In the position submerged by the zombie tide, an indestructible arm suddenly stretched out and tore apart several zombies piled on the body.

Some kind of bone marrow was flowing between the protruding back at high speed.

The fully opened mouth could crush the zombie's skull in one bite.

The special existence that crawled out of the zombie pile, except for the traces of corrosion left on the surface of the body, was not harmed at all … Several zombies that tried to bite him caused their teeth to break instead.

Just as the special target was about to break away from the zombie tide.

A swift figure approached from the side.

In terms of speed, Sally was higher than Han Dong, so she was given an important task in advance … It was also the key to Han Dong's implementation of this plan.

Whoosh!

Sally accurately inserted a syringe filled with special blood into the target's neck.

It was the part that was cut by the fat Sam before.

"So fast!"

Before Sally had time to pull out the syringe, a strong and powerful palm came from the side.

Crack!

Sally's left arm, which she used to block, was smashed to pieces, and her whole body flew out. She flipped three times in the air and barely stood still with her balance.

Feeling the foreign body mixed into his body, the enraged bald zombie chased after her at the fastest speed.

Just as he was about to get close to Sally, his body suddenly stopped …

"Crazy Proliferation"

The part of the neck where the syringe was inserted was constantly gushing out large pieces of proliferating tissue.

The "armor structure" that covered his whole body was gradually replaced by this unrestricted and completely disorderly proliferating tissue.

This was the corresponding effect of the "G-virus."

If he continued to wait, he might be able to perfectly accept the G-virus and turn into a more terrifying species … But Han Dong would not give him such an opportunity.

Before he could control the G-virus erosion.

The chainsaw in his hand had already fallen.

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