imperial decree arrives

Chapter 439
When Uncle Jiu returned to the roof, he thought it would be better to sit on the roof and fix himself with a rope. In this way, Uncle Jiu held the bowl in one hand and the oil drum in the other, which was much more convenient.

In this way, even if the car sways again, Uncle Jiu will not waste gasoline too much.

Three cars drove back and forth among the zombie army, and the three of Uncle Nine were pouring gasoline hard.

"It's almost time!"

Uncle Jiu thought about it, and then shouted at Daoist Yimei and Mao Xiaofang: "Light it up!"

Before lighting the fire, Uncle Jiu also poured out the remaining gasoline in the oil barrel.

There is no wind and fire!
A little bit of spark instantly gathered into a sea of ​​flames, even though it was small, it never stopped.

At this moment, the zombie general finally knew the meaning of the actions of the three uncles just now.

Burn zombies!

The general sneered and opened his mouth to make a strange sound.

"Blah blah blah..."

What is strange is that Uncle Jiu and the others didn't hear the voice. Although Uncle Jiu and the others didn't hear it, they also noticed the abnormality of the zombies.

"Master, Master, look quickly, those zombies are taking off their clothes!"

Qiu Sheng didn't even drive the car, stopped and said loudly.

The three Uncle Jiu who were sitting in the car stared dumbfounded at what happened before them.

Zombie undressing?

Really unheard of!

Gasoline was spilled randomly, and most of the contamination was on the clear clothes of the zombie soldiers. As soon as the zombie soldiers took off their clothes, it can be said that the efforts of Uncle Jiu and others were in vain.

Swish!
Nearly ten thousand zombie soldiers stared at the three of Uncle Nine coldly.

The nine uncles and the three trembled, and the eyes of these zombies were full of anger.

Although these zombies did not speak, their eyes were frightening.

Trouble!
Such a thought flashed through the minds of Uncle Jiu and the others.

"Qiu Sheng, quickly check if there is still gasoline in the trunk?"

Uncle Jiu said in a low voice, there is no need to speak loudly, the place was eerily quiet.

tread!
The army of zombies took a small step forward, with great power.

Qiu Sheng swallowed his saliva, looked to the back, and Daoist Qianhe said: "There is still a bucket."

Qiusheng told Uncle Jiu about it, but Uncle Jiu didn't speak after hearing this.

There is still a bucket, which is not enough!

These zombie soldiers are still wearing clothes, and when the time comes to repeat the same tricks, it will waste another barrel of gasoline, which is not worth the candle.

"no solution anymore!"

Uncle Jiu looked back, everyone in Maoshan was injured, and their combat effectiveness was negligible.On my own side, even if the whole nest came out, it would not be enough for these zombies to sift through their teeth.

"Master, what should I do?"

Qiu Sheng asked, just for a short while, the zombie soldiers took several steps forward.

Every step is like the king of Hades demanding his life, stepping on the heart.

"Qiu Sheng, it's up to you!"

Uncle Jiu said that Qiu Sheng could only delay the time.

Qiu Sheng groaned, then smiled wryly: "Master, what am I doing?"

Uncle Jiu said, "Use your driving skills."

Qiu Sheng said helplessly: "But, my skills are terrible. Master, why don't you come?"

Uncle Jiu said solemnly: "The worse the better, break through their formation, so that we have a chance."

"...!"

"Feng Jiao, these zombies have already been controlled by the Zombie King, it's useless to just beat these minions."

Mao Xiaofang's voice came, telling his discovery.

Uncle Jiu nodded. He knew that the key to the problem now was how to capture the king.

You know, there is a distance of hundreds of meters between the two sides, and the middle... is full of zombies.

Uncle Jiu thinks he doesn't have the strength to fly there, unless Jiang Hua comes.

Thinking of Jiang Hua, Uncle Jiu hoped that the other party would be there too.

"Qiu Sheng, drive forward!"

The car started again, and all three cars had the same destination, which was where the zombie king was.

Uncle Jiu and others charged forward, and the rear became extremely chaotic.

Someone got hurt and turned into a zombie!

"what……"

"Kill me, I can hardly control myself."

The one who spoke was a young disciple of Maoshan. At this moment, his complexion was pale, his teeth had already grown, and he looked at the man beside him in great pain.

"I... I can't do it!"

Next to him is the younger brother, holding the sword, he has been reluctant to make a decision.

"You kill yourself."

Headmaster Maoshan closed his eyes and said, this is already the tenth, and he made all the disciples bitten by zombies to commit suicide.

They couldn't do it.

"Ugh……"

Headmaster Maoshan sighed, then turned his gaze to Uncle Jiu and the others.

……

"Master, I'm out of gas!"

Qiu Sheng's anxious voice sounded, leaving Uncle Jiu at a loss.

"Why is there no oil, isn't there still a barrel?"

Just as Uncle Jiu was about to ask, he suddenly remembered the meaning of Qiu Sheng's words.

"@&..."

Uncle Nine burst into foul language.

At this time there is no oil, why don't they kill them, you know, they are in the army of zombies now.

"Master, what should I do?"

Qiu Sheng closed the windows, and at this moment, the car stopped.

Not only Qiusheng's car stopped, but also the other two cars.

The three looked at each other, wanting to cry but not crying.

Uncle Jiu performed a 360-degree somersault, and then jumped to an open space.

"The sky is clear and the earth is bright, and the yin and yang are clear."

"Five or six yin gods, go out of the netherworld and into the underworld."

"Yongzhen is in the middle position, protecting the immortals, and stepping on the seven stars."

Uncle Jiu opened the way and blocked thousands of troops alone.

"Get out of the car and fill up the gas!"

The zombie soldiers were temporarily blocked by Uncle Jiu, and Qiu Sheng hurriedly got out of the car and filled the car with gas.

"Brother, we are here to help you!"

There were too many zombies, Uncle Jiu was exhausted alone, and Daoist Qianhe and others got out of the car one after another.

Soon, Qiu Sheng filled up the oil tank and said to Uncle Jiu and the others: "Master, get in the car!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and looked to the other side. Daoist Yimei and the others got into the car too.

"Master, the car still won't move!"

This time it's not the car's problem, but the zombie's.

After Uncle Jiu got into the car, the zombies rushed over, but the car was stopped by zombie soldiers.

"Back off!"

Uncle Jiu said that the road ahead is difficult, so we can only retreat.

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he found that the rear was also blocked.

They are surrounded!

Three cars were surrounded by zombies.

Inside the car, Qiu Sheng stared in horror at the zombies outside the car, so densely packed that it made one's scalp tingle.

How to do?
Uncle Jiu was thinking about countermeasures while fighting against the zombies.

"fire!"

The one-eyed Taoist yelled, Uncle Jiu was stunned and immediately came to his senses.

That's right, so many zombies can just use fire!
Taking advantage of the moment when he repelled the zombie soldiers, Uncle Jiu opened up the gasoline that Qiu Sheng had given him before, instead of pouring it out bowl by bowl, he picked up the oil barrel and poured it out.

After finishing a circle, Uncle Jiu immediately lit the fire. This time, it was no longer a spark, but a raging fire.

The fire is soaring!

"Get out!"

Uncle Jiu shouted, Qiu Sheng immediately increased his horsepower and drove forward.

Some zombies were burning all over and wanted to escape, but they couldn't get out of their bodies at all.

The fire spread, igniting many zombies that hadn't been stained with gasoline. This time, no matter how much they took off their clothes, it didn't help.

(End of this chapter)