Doomsday Endless Shop

Chapter 629
The relative sight, the weird atmosphere, and Jiang Shan's gradually impatient emotions, everything is so deliberate.

Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes slightly behind the smoke, and his irritability rose again. Looking at this disabled and ugly man, he tilted his head and waited for his reply again.

However, everything was the same, the disabled man just looked at him like this, smiling, with a wise expression.

Jiang Shan held the cigar in his right hand, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and a smile spread all over his face.

"boom!"

With a clear gunshot, the ugly head of the man in front of him instantly exploded like a watermelon, red and white.

The Desert Eagle in Jiang Shan's hand was slowly put down, and then inserted into the holster on his left leg, it looked so insignificant.

"MD, if I ask you a question, just keep giving me silly smiles!"

I was already in a bad mood, and it became even more disgusting when I was teased by this guy.

Not to mention that the man admitted that he was the scientist who transformed those berserk zombies, and Jiang Shan just wanted to ask some behind-the-scenes content, but this guy kept giggling and let him shoot the man directly.

"Oh!"

The body fell to the ground with a crash, and along with the head that exploded under the gunfire, the ground was covered with blood and brains.

Looking at the man's still twitching body, Jiang Shan stepped over and walked towards the main gate of the temple ahead.

Gently pushed open the somewhat dilapidated door, and with the sound of the door opening, the main hall of the Buddhist hall in front of him, a somewhat dim space, entered Jiang Shan's field of vision.

"Namo Amitabha!"

A low-level Buddha's name came from the Buddhist hall in front of him.

A bald monk, with his back to Jiang Shan at the gate, was kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddhist hall, tapping the wooden fish lightly.

"Giggle!"

The wooden fish's voice was very crisp, echoing in the Buddhist hall, but the monk didn't seem to care about the sound of the door opening and Jiang Shan's footsteps slowly walking in.

Jiang Shan stopped and looked at the not-so-spacious Buddhist hall.

The space is fairly tidy, with shiny floor tiles and some worn-out pillars. The Buddha statue in front of the monk in front also looks rusty and uninteresting.

As for the monk with his back to him, he was dressed in some worn cassock, setting off his smooth head and the scars on it, which always made people feel a little nondescript in the environment of the end of the world.

The sound of the wooden fish stopped at the same time as Jiang Shan stopped, which was so appropriate.

The monk with his back to Jiang Shan raised his head slowly. Although he still couldn't see his face, Jiang Shan could feel that the monk finally realized that someone had come in, and it wasn't the disabled man.

"Benefactor! It's finally time for you!"

"Amitabha!"

A sentence accompanied by a Buddha's name was passed into Jiang Shan's ears, enriching his already curious mind.

"Oh!?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Shan exhaled smoke, calmly looking at the strange monk in front of him.

Just like what the monk in front of him had just said, he put his hands on the ground and tried to turn around with some difficulty. With his efforts, he finally turned his kneeling posture and slowly exposed his front to Jiang Shan's field of vision.

The cigar in his mouth fell to the ground in a panic, accompanied by the cracked ground at the foot of Jiang Shan.

The sound of the man's inhalation, as well as the killing intent that exploded from his body instantly, caused the open palace door behind him to shoot out in all directions, making a violent sound.

The sunlight then shone into the empty Buddhist hall, elongating Jiang Shan's shadow, and also illuminating the face of the monk kneeling on the futon.

"Ning Jiang, give me a cigar!"

"Don't you have one yourself?"

"I don't have any fucking clothes on, where can I find cigars!"

In the team at the trading point, laughter and laughter continued one after another.

Perhaps because everyone saw their leader, they beheaded the huge Buddha statue, just like killing the final boss in the game, each of them seemed very relaxed and happy.

From the beginning of October to the beginning of November, everyone on the island of Zhoushan has worked very hard for this task in this month, and now it is finally over.

Everyone had a relaxed expression on their faces. Of course, Team [-], who was following the team at the front to clean up the few zombies on the road, was still fighting against the violent zombies.

But the long knives in their hands are even braver, because they also know that they can return to the endless city and the trading point soon.

After returning to my small but comfortable dormitory, I can take a comfortable hot shower in the bathroom, then go to the cafeteria to have a big meal, then drink some wine with the team members, and tease the girls in the trading point, and finally Go back to your own soft bed and have a good night's sleep.

There are too many nostalgia, generated within this month, this arduous wilderness survival, let them miss everything at the trading point.

The four heroes walking together, why not in their hearts, for the sake of strength and strength, they are willing to work so hard, but they agree and hope to return to the trading point.

The best way to progress is to relax and relax. It is always like a bow, stretched tightly, and in the end there is only one way to break.

The four of them were smoking cigars comfortably and walking forward. The surrounding mountains and forests and some tourist attractions seemed extremely chaotic.

Of course, the bodies of the four of them were not much better. With a sound of dirty clothes, there were holes and holes everywhere. Along with the stench from their bodies, they were serious body odors brewed by grown men for a month.

After all, I haven't showered for a month, and I have to go through battles with zombie monsters, being watered with blood and various internal organs, and fighting in the mud in the rain. This smell can almost suffocate people to death.

Fortunately, the four of them are all in the same category, and they are used to their own tastes, and they don't dislike each other's mess.

The bald Quan, with a cigar in his mouth, suddenly jumped out of the crowd, rushed to the collapsed shop, kicked away the crumbling half of the wall, and shouted: "Come and see, here is a piece of that Buddha statue!"

Following his shout, Ning Jiang and the others also saw the huge bronze iron block in the collapsed shop. That piece seemed to be a giant Buddha cut into pieces by the third brother. This piece seemed to have rolled down from the mountain with the forest. Here, then knocked down this lonely toll shop.

The lump of the giant Buddha had dirty blood in the middle, and a piece of flesh and blood flowed out there disgustingly. This made everyone very disgusted, and hated the guy who created such a monster in their hearts.

"How did this thing come out! It's so big, more than ten meters! How many corpses are needed!"

The bald-headed Quan stepped on the iron block and asked in doubt.

"Although the outer layer is made of copper and iron, it is indeed full of flesh and blood. This requires at least the corpses of thousands of people, or the corpses of thousands of zombies!"

Ning Jiang frowned, answering Fatty's doubts, but what he said made everyone present tremble.

Just as the bald-headed Quan was about to say something with a smile to ease the atmosphere, he heard a crisp crashing sound from the top of the mountain in the distance, and then everyone turned their gazes, only to see a figure smashing through the temple on the top of the mountain, and then quickly flew into the air.

(End of this chapter)