At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

Standing on the broken front of the car, with his back against the faint light of the cloudy and uncertain skylight, he reflected Jing Haoyong's cold face without any mood fluctuations.

Holding high the long knife in his hand that seemed to be burning with flames, he decisively slashed at the black shadow in front of him.

Looking at the humanoid black shadow less than half a meter away from him, he had already raised an abnormally long arm.

It seemed that he wanted to raise his arm to block, but Jing Haoyong, who was already about to slash at it, naturally wouldn't give it this chance.

The eyes that were originally as calm as water condensed slightly, and he whispered in his heart: [Shadow Binding]

As shown in the campus before, this zombie who couldn't see the specific appearance suddenly stopped moving, leaving only a deep shadow that changed violently back and forth under its feet.

The body that stood still was like a piece of fish meat waiting to be cut on a cutting board

, and the black shadow who was raising his arm to block obviously sensed that his body was being held in place, and at the moment when he was about to stop his movements, he recovered the nearly three or four meters long bar that seemed to be sticking out of his mouth.

Jing Haoyong, who didn't expect this situation at all, felt the evil wind coming from behind him, and was forced to change his move temporarily, picking up his right hand and retracting the long knife that had been cut out half.

Then the sole of his foot on the front of the car leaned forward, and his right foot kicked at the zombie that was being controlled like a cannonball.

Listening

to the sound of bone cracking and the slight screams of zombies in his ears, and feeling the touch of some sticky and awkward feet under his right foot, Jing Haoyong used this force to lift his right foot up, and his left hand pressed down at the same time, making a backflip, narrowly avoiding the strips that were like long whips waving at his waist.

With his head facing down, feeling the wind coming from the top of his head, Jing Haoyong felt that if he was waved by this blow, his best situation would be that his bones would be broken, and there was a high probability that he would be directly cut in half.

Stepping ~

呲!

Jing Haoyong, who had already fallen to the ground, took a few steps back to cushion his strength, and looked up at the vehicle next to him that had been hit hard.

The upper part of the car, which was already damaged to the point of not being shaped, was more like it had been slashed horizontally by an extremely long and sharp knife, leaving an extremely smooth cut.

And the initiator of all this seemed to be completely fine, waving back and forth in mid-air, and the zombies kicked by Jing Haoyong also slowly got up from the ground.

Without the shelter of the car next to him, with the light of the burning bus in the distance behind him, Jing Haoyong also roughly saw the appearance of the zombies not far away.

The overall body shape has not changed much, and it is no different from that of an adult man, and his body is in tatters and full of scorched marks.

The clothes that were still hanging on his body were connected with the charred flesh, and the whole exuded a somewhat heavy and disgusting smell of burning.

But the most different thing from other zombies is that its jaw is completely gone, and in its place is an object that seems to be connected to the throat, the thickness of a baby's arm, the whole is flat, the whole body is blood-red, waving back and forth in the air, resembling a tongue.

There are also slender arms that are hanging on the ground, and there seems to be no flesh on the whole arm, only a layer of leather wrapped around the bones.

The second thing that is noteworthy is the pair of blood-red eyes that glow slightly red in the firelight, indicating that this somewhat strange zombie is a real Tier 1 life.

Moreover, in the battle just now, Jing Haoyong found that his [binding] did not control its tongue, indicating that his [binding] has a distance limit.

In addition, it may be the reason why he didn't rise to the first order, and his [binding] had a feeling of being out of control the moment he controlled this first-order zombie, and he didn't have the ease of using it for the first time in school.

Although he had created a momentary opportunity for himself to kill just now, it also exposed the shortcomings of [Bind].

There is a limited distance, and this distance is about half a meter in front of and behind it, and there is the fact that [binding] can be forcibly broken free.

Drawing on Jing Haoyong, who had failed just now, he adjusted his standing posture slightly, lowered the center of gravity of the whole person, and slowly lowered his strong and agile body.

You can't get too far away from this kind of guy, once you can't get close, then you can't hurt it at all, and with the flexibility of its tongue, your long knife may not be able to cut it.

And Jing Haoyong also plans to try another ability he gained when he was sleeping on the bus just now.

Jing Haoyong, who was lying low and had adjusted his whole body to the peak, waited for the long-tongued zombie to attack first.

It seemed to sense the danger, and he kept standing there waving his tongue three or four meters long. But the zombies who always refused to attack, Jing Haoyong did not have the slightest disappointment on his face when he fought.

"Since you don't want to take the lead and don't want to retreat, then ......"

Jing Haoyong, who was originally quietly lying down, like a big bow tightening his body, felt that he couldn't wait any longer.

The reason why this zombie can drag his injured body and continue to consume himself, Jing Hao never knows.

But knowing that it would definitely not be beneficial to himself, adhering to the principle that the good of the enemy is his own bad thing, Jing Haoyong's originally motionless body suddenly disappeared from the field of vision of the long-tongued zombie.

The first-order long-tongued zombie that had regained the sight of ordinary people, looked at the 'food' that kept flickering and rushing in its field of vision, and it had no jaw, and let out a vague and long low roar from its throat.

The long tongue that was originally waving back and forth in the air slashed straight down in the direction that Jing Haoyong was advancing.

Knowing that when this zombie used its long tongue to attack, its body was basically inactive, and he didn't pay too much attention to its body, but always stared at its long tongue that kept circling in the air, slightly restless.

The

moment he discovered this long tongue movement, Jing Haoyong, who had been prepared, hurriedly dodged sideways.

Look at the long blood-red tongue that slaps on the ground with a crisp bang and leaves a slight crack on the asphalt.

Because he knew that he could basically cut this tongue with the standard long knife in his hand, Jing Haoyong did not waste his strength to do superfluous things.

Holding the long knife tightly in his right hand, he watched as the zombie had used the only long tongue that could hurt him.

Jing Haoyong didn't hesitate any longer, the speed of the explosion under his feet was faster than before, and even pulled out some vague afterimages, and the speed of the vigorous body that burst out in an instant was comparable to that of a cheetah.

And the tip of the long knife in his hand was aimed at the head of the zombie.

Because of the speed of Jing Haoyong's sudden outburst, he didn't expect the speed of this 'food' to be so fast at all.

Looking at the tip of the knife that had already reached his eyes, the arm that was so slender that it was beyond common sense hanging on the ground grabbed Jing Haoyong like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

and the long tongue that was originally slashed on the ground and was being raised, also suddenly rolled up, like the stinger of a scorpion, stabbing him in the back.