super zombie factory

Chapter 15
In the crowd of onlookers, with a yell, they were pushed away.

A dozen or so young people rushed in, each carrying a vicious aura.

"Brother Peng."

Shouting in unison, coupled with the steel pipes held in the hands of these dozen or so young people, some timid owners and workers left quickly in fright, not daring to be here to eat melons.

…………

Zhang Depeng, who took a few steps back, stopped.

"Pooh!"

After spitting hard, Zhang Depeng laughed bitterly in the face of the zombie uncle who was striding forward.

It is impossible to monopolize such a large community with just a few younger brothers.Does the other party think that there are only so few people in him?It was so naive.

These days, fights must be ruthless if you are not a big man, and it is the young people who are really ruthless.

Young, passionate and impulsive, he does things without thinking about the consequences.This kind of person is the scariest.

These young people are not married and have children, everything is about being chic, as long as they have money, it is extremely common for them to fight.Compared with his subordinates who are fearful and have families, these young people are his reliance on Zhang Depeng.

Seeing the arrival of his subordinate brother, Zhang Depeng's arrogance soared into the sky.

Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes, but secretly made the zombie uncle stop, and Guo Zheng and the others also let go.

A dozen or so young people surrounded Lu Chuan and the others without Zhang Depeng's orders.

"Kill him, dare to act wild here."

"This kid is enough to pull, hit him."

"Dare to bully Brother Peng, he is courting death."

"This old immortal is the old birthday star who hanged himself."

The young people all had angry expressions on their faces, and waved their arms holding the steel pipes. Under the courage of so many people, they looked eager to try.

"Arrogant, why aren't you arrogant?"

Zhang Depeng, who thought he had the chance to win, walked up to Lu Chuan.

Uncle Zombie stood in front of Zhang Depeng, and took out a fruit knife from his pocket expressionlessly.

Zhang Depeng's face changed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, staring at the zombie uncle.

A dozen or so young people were even more excited when they saw the knife being used. The dozen of them used long steel pipes, so they were afraid of a small fruit knife from the opponent?They are not afraid to make things big, only in this way can they be exciting and appear as their heroes.

Uncle Zombie ignored Zhang Depeng's backing movement, and stabbed the fruit knife in his thigh without hesitation.

"Grass!"

The eyes of Zhang Depeng and a dozen young people almost popped out.

What the hell, the other party is hurting himself?
The power of Uncle Zombie, its straight-line thinking, without any flexibility, 100% execution of Lu Chuan's instructions, this knife is also 100% of the power, the result is that this [-] cm fruit knife is directly inserted into the knife handle.

The thigh of the zombie uncle was pierced directly, exposing the tip of the knife.

The melon-eating crowd, composed of owners and workers, also stared at the knife with their mouths wide open.

Through the thigh, how hard is it to do this?
Rather...

Uncle Zombie's face was as expressionless as ever, cold and rigid, extremely cruel.

It's as if... It's as if the knife was pierced not in my own thigh, but in someone else's.

Before everyone came back to their senses, Uncle Zombie pulled out the fruit knife with his arm again, bringing up a spout of blood, making the place bloody, ferocious and chilling.

"Guru..."

Some timid ones couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, it was really terrifying.

"puff!"

Before they could react, the knife was up and down again, and the zombie uncle stabbed the other thigh with a knife, also directly piercing the thigh.

"Oh my God!"

No matter how fierce and ruthless a person is, seeing the actions of the zombie uncle, he dare not say that he is ruthless.

This kind of self-mutilation is not enough for people who are not ruthless, and they can't play at all.

Sister, this is my thigh, if I say I will do it, I will do it, and I will not let the left and right legs go.This ruthlessness, no matter where it is placed, is one of the best characters, absolutely ruthless.

Against this kind of ruthless person, who doesn't feel cold in his heart?

Looking at the other party's sickly appearance, with this level of blood loss, death from hemorrhagic shock is possible.

Zhang Depeng was frightened and looked at the fruit knife piercing through his thigh in horror.

In sharp contrast, the expression of the zombie uncle was the same as before, indifferent as if his thighs were not his own.This kind of severe pain, I didn't even groan.

The strong contrast gave Zhang Depeng a sense of dread.

This kind of ruthless person, who is so ruthless to himself, will only be more ruthless to the enemy.

A dozen or so young people who were fearless before completely closed their mouths, not daring to take a breath, and the steel pipes that were raised just now consciously hung down one by one.

In front of such a ruthless person, they felt like their guts were trembling.

When there is a real conflict, this kind of ruthless person dares to kill.

No one wants to die.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, it seemed that things had gotten a little worse.

Uncle Zombie pulled out the fruit knife again and held it in his hand. His empty and emotionless eyes glanced at Zhang Depeng's body. The chill brought by it made Zhang Depeng shiver.

It seemed that this person could use a fruit knife to stab him again at any time.

It's not just the zombie uncle, the kid, the old man...the expressions are exactly the same.

"Isn't it true that these are also ruthless people?"

Zhang Depeng was terrified, who the hell would have thought that a supervisor of a small decoration company would be so awesome that he could easily attract so many ruthless people?
With cloudy and sunny faces on his face, Zhang Depeng gritted his teeth: "Let's go."

But Zhang Depeng saw some owners taking photos, and some of them called, and he was afraid that they would call the police.

It's not bad that the other party committed suicide, but when the police came, they couldn't get rid of the responsibility.

A group of people left in despair.

Watching the other party leave, Lu Chuan showed a meaningful smile.

…………

Lu Chuan planned all of this as early as when the zombies were created.

Zombies have names and surnames, and they are also humanoid.

But zombies have no identity and no household registration. To put it bluntly, they are black people from black households.From the beginning, Lu Chuan didn't intend to force it. If the police came, how would the identity of the zombies be solved?

Deterrence became Lu Chuan's method.

Uncle Zombies and their identities as zombies and the special existence of immortal bodies are Lu Chuan's method of deterrence.

You can't hurt people, so let's hurt yourself. Anyway, the zombie uncle can stab a few times in the heart, and a few knives on the thigh can only be said to be a piece of cake.

When Lu Chuan was on the bus, he tried the zombie uncle, and he didn't even have a drop of blood.

On the bus, it can also be said to be magic.

But to deter Zhang Depeng and his group, saying that magic will definitely not work, realistic effects are needed.

Before arriving at the community, Lu Chuan had packed two bags of red ink in plastic bags and tied them to the zombie uncle's thighs.Covered by the pants, the bag ruptured with the knife, and "blood" gushed out naturally.

Lu Chuan gave 100 points for the realistic effect, coupled with Uncle Zombie's ruthless force through his thighs, for this pretentious effect.

Seeing Uncle Zombie's actions, even Lu Chuan, an insider, was terrified, let alone other people.

As soon as Zhang Depeng left, Lu Chuan said, "It's over."

Without staying here any longer, Lu Chuan took the zombie uncles to the elevator and left the place of right and wrong.

The zombie uncle who was extremely ruthless just now strode away with a fruit knife in his hand without a trace of abnormality. Look at the way it walks, where is the person who just got two knives in his thigh?

The owners and workers who hadn't dispersed saw this scene, their eyes widened.

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(End of this chapter)