Chapter 102: The robber who reached a consensus with the zombies
Triangular scale heard the ridicule of companions,
"Haha, Bai has such a thick white face, but she is even disfigured?"
"A frightened waste!"
"Today I'm missing another item..."
He covered his injured face, and ran around everyone and obstacles, jumped back to the mountain from the floating island, climbed over the top of the floating mountain to the temporary camp at the low recess behind the ridge.
"Brother Face, what's wrong with you?"
Triangular scales looked gloomy and pulled out their knife to the cave sealed by a thick stone fence, and slashed the animal skin rope on it with one knife.
He roared,
"Let it go!"
Several stingy bags who had no combat power had to stay behind to guard the camp were trembling.
"Now?"
"Brother Face, but our people have just rushed down..."
"No, no!"
The triangle scale knife was placed on one of the people's neck, and the saliva mixed with blood sprayed his head and face.
"I will let you go if you want to let go!"
Several people were so scared by his bloody crazy eyes that they didn't even dare to fart. They quickly took out a bucket, grabbed a piece of black and smelly mucus in the bucket and wiped it on their bodies.
The triangular scales also smeared some of them, and then found a few pieces of bloody raw meat from the messy camp and threw them in front of the cave.
As the fence opened, countless zombies rushed out of the dark cave, and the raw meat that was pounced on the ground like a snatch of food.
The meat pieces were quickly eaten. The zombies with different colors of gray, green and red eyes fell on the triangular scales and others around them, hesitatingly smelling the smell on their bodies and constantly wandering...
However, in the end, I was attracted by the sound from the other side of the mountain, and I abandoned Triangle Scales and others and rushed out in a swarm.
"call..."
All the zombies left, and the triangular scales breathed unrestrainedly.
All of them have been infected. Although they are still humans, they already have alienated signs and the smell of walking zombies.
Coupled with the black mud in the bucket, it would be no problem to deceive these stupid zombies, which led to a set of processes for "limited" zombies to induce them to do things.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the zombies are not crazy because of hunger.
Otherwise, they would fight and swallow each other, not to mention these half-baked scavengers with hybrid bloodlines.
"Tsk..."
The corpse group quickly disappeared on the top of the mountain, and a meaningless syllable was gently spit out from the triangular scales' mouth, full of mockery.
The rest of them said tremblingly,
"Face, Brother Face, they will find out and kill us!"
Find a piece of green and oily cream-like medicine to apply it to the wound on the face, and then apply it to the newly peeled deer skin that has not yet been dried.
After finishing all this slowly, he drew his sword and started to break out.
"Click!"
The speaker was slashed at the neck with a knife, and his eyes widened and he threw them down.
Triangular scales carry a knife,
"There are two intact floating islands below. Do you two want to stay here, or?"
The two scavengers, as thin as dry wood, looked at the corpses of their companions on the ground, turned their heads stiffly to look at each other, and it was only a moment from panic to looking at each other and then to being hideous and cruel.
Triangular scale looked at the two men who were fighting with satisfaction, and waited patiently for the result.
In less than a minute, one of them got up from the ground and squeezed a bloody smile at the triangular scales.
He staggered to a place in the camp, took out a bag of dry meat, and put it in his mouth to chew it wildly.
After eating two pieces of dried meat the size of a fist, he finally got full. He found a bottle of clean water in another person's temporary nest and drank it all.
He picked up the knife and pinned it on his waist, thought about it and added another axe.
"Brother Face, I have no way out, I will listen to you."
Triangular scales looked at him with interest,
"Loach, right? Babies are OK. Why didn't you find that you are a craftable material before?"
The loach wiped the blood from his face.
"Brother Face, the zombies cannot kill them all. What if the rest of them come back?"
He had just eaten other people's meat and drank other people's water. He was weak in his suffocation of not having eaten a few full meals, and could not withstand the next beat.
The triangular scales have furry deer-skin on their face, which looks a bit funny, but the harshness in their eyes is as stinging as a needle.
"return?"
He did not continue to say it, but climbed to the top to observe.
Just now, the person might be scared in the game. Standing in this place overlooking the battlefield, the triangular scales couldn't help but clamp the bladder.
The small floating island is centered on the heavy armored zombie and three humans, as if two flesh and blood millstones were formed.
He clearly saw his former companions rushing up in groups one by one, and then were knocked to the ground without any pause, like dominoes without any ability to resist.
The corpse piled up in a whole circle around the two dots, and the splashed blood seemed to form two huge bright red eyeballs.
At this time, the large group of zombies released had found a suitable place to land on the Sky Island, and roared and swarmed up.
These zombies would not completely ignore the scavengers, because the main premise is that they are not hungry enough and the scavengers are covered with black oil.
So, after zombies jumped onto the floating island in groups, the scene suddenly became chaotic.
The scavengers were forced to flee forward and frantically, but ahead were two groups of standing flesh and blood millstones. For a moment, they became sandwich pies and could not move forward or retreat.
Under the crazy impact of the scavengers, the speed of the two flesh-and-blood grinders harvesting life was obviously out of reach, and from time to time, several people would rush through their defense line.
But to the surprise of the triangular scale, the "millet" did not collapse and was swallowed directly, but instead seemed to be the "points" that constituted the millet disk were more dense.
"Wait, what's going on..."
The triangle scale suddenly became stunned.
A woman, the beautiful mature woman who just glanced at her quickly.
She stood in front of a tombstone-shaped building, and every ten seconds, she reached out to pull (incorrectly) a strange black figure out of it.
The black humanoid creature was obviously another species of zombies. After coming out, it immediately ran forward and entered the millstone.
The frequency is consistent and endless.
What is that?
So what exactly is it?!
The triangular scales and the loach people were both stupid.
The reason why their scavenger group was able to occupy this most "burly" area to start the path-sliding business was because of their unique ability to tame walking zombies, which allowed other groups to retreat three feet.
Now there is such a woman who can continuously "summon" a strong walking zombie who obeys commands?
The heavy armored zombie that smashed her companion's head with one hammer turned out to be her creation!
The unspeakable fear was even stronger than the fear that just happened to escape death and instantly swallowed the triangular scales.
At the same time, a voice roared wildly in his heart.
Chapter completed!