Chapter 310 Wang Yuhui
At 11 o'clock that night, the last group of survivors who went out to collect the corpses had just returned and slept.

Song Cheng, who had relatively good ears, vaguely heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing his flesh, followed by a loud noise from the direction of the suspension bridge.

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his hair stood on end, realizing what had happened.

"Grass!"

"The Sickle Hand is on the island!"

"Drawbridge! They cut the ropes of the drawbridge!"

The entire isolated island was brightly lit in an instant, and a group of survivors lit bonfires prepared in advance by pouring gasoline.

Judging by the light of the flames, the seven or eight vigils around the suspension bridge had turned into dozens of sections, and the smell of blood was tangy.

The ropes used to raise the suspension bridge have been cut by the scytheman, and a large number of walking corpses stepped on the suspension bridge creaking, spreading towards the island like a tide.

In an instant, the mourners on the isolated island were shouting and killing all over the place.

"Fucking trash, on duty at night, this is damn night!" Chef Xu's eyes were bloodshot and he yelled angrily, "You guys! This way! Surround me! If you don't raise the suspension bridge, everyone will be scared!" Die!"

It is hard to tell how many scythemen came up on the island. The scythemen who were abandoned by Li Cang and Xiaobizi showed amazing killing efficiency in an open environment, and often only a short scream killed several people. life.

After the scytheman cut off their heads, he would string them at the end of the scythe arm. When the amount was enough, he would disappear immediately to find a place to eat, and then return silently to continue the killing.

In just a few minutes, the bodies of at least two hundred human survivors fell on the isolated island.

"Miss Qiu, go to the side of the suspension bridge, watch me hammer, hurry up and help them kill the walking corpses and raise the suspension bridge!"

Miss Qiu reluctantly whimpered and left.

How could Li Cang dare to ask Miss Qiu to protect Li Leisi in this situation, if that unreliable bastard became red-eyed, wouldn't Da Leizi be cold on the spot?

The sickle hand is very good, and the current emptiness and darkness have buffs on it. Li Cang himself didn't dare to be careless, and his ears almost pricked up.

"Hey, I'm talking about Teacher Cang," Li Leisi said suddenly, "I just finished speaking this afternoon, and something happened before today. I will think of your lines for Master Wang next time I see you. What do you think of the phrase Hanging on the southeast branch?"

Although Master Wang is not around, Wang Yuhui is still blazing.

Li Cang's face was black and black.
It doesn't make sense
MMP, is it luck. No no no. The crow's mouth is really contagious?
"A handful of feces and urine turned out to feed a white-eyed wolf," Li Cang said angrily, "The scytheman probably likes a wolf-hearted guy like you very much, and the taste is extraordinarily rich!"

Li Leisi strenuously put one leg on the other and turned her body sideways. This simple movement almost exhausted all her energy: "Hey, if the person you said theoretically wouldn't die dies, little coin brat Do I have to pay me a large sum of coins, this is seriously inconsistent with the original intention of the wish."

"Oh, you are not expected to be a capitalist at first glance. If my mother's gyms are passed on to you, there may not be any left if there is no disaster." Li Cang suddenly became angry as he spoke, "How many times have I told you?" Don’t lie down in that position, don’t you know how to compress the wound, after finally recovering, don’t mess with me!”

"There's something coming"

Li Cang could feel it without her reminding him.

There was no such thing as a strong wind blowing to his face, he only vaguely heard the slight, imperceptible sharp sound of sharp blades cutting through the air-the back of his neck felt cold, his heart was jumping with fear, in short, there seemed to be a mysterious and vague feeling reminding him that his life was threatened.

Li Cang lowered his body in embarrassment, at least his movements seemed to be very sensitive.

It's just that the extreme environment these days is very unfriendly to his troubled spine, plus the range of movements is too large, and the buttocks that were bent down and pushed up at the same time never retracted. towards the moon.

"click~"

One is the voice of the spine, the other is obviously the phone.

Li Cang didn't care about criticizing Da Leizi's bad taste, and he didn't care about his butt or face in order to save his life, he rolled forward on the spot in embarrassment, and staggered the sickle arm which was at least seventy or eighty centimeters long by a slight margin.

With a soft sound, the scythe cut the football-sized rock on the ground into two pieces without a sound, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

Li Cang felt cold.

Where did this ghost thing come from, why is there no movement at all, is it a ghost!
The sickle hand rests on the ground with its forelimbs, and is placed between Li Cang and Li Leisi's tents in a posture that is quite strange for a humanoid creature. One main fin and two auxiliary fins on the back are erected high. Stop shaking.

Its long and narrow eye sockets almost reached behind the temples, and the eyeballs were rolling inside, as if they might fall out at any time - it was obvious that there was someone behind it.

Da Leizi: Dangerous!
The arm of the sickle hand and the sickle are at least 1.5 meters long, no matter how uncoordinated or unreasonable it is, now this thing only needs to turn around, and it can cut Li Leisi under the arm.

To be honest, Li Cang was at a loss for a moment.

Who am I and where am I? Is this bitch going to hang up?
But
This is Da Leizi. Even if she is injured, she is still Da Leizi. She is a stubborn breed who can't cry even when the midwife doctor pinches her. The emotion of panic and panic has never existed in her body!
Turning his eyes, the only three-edged thorn that was still alive on his body swung out his hand without even hesitating for 0.1 second!

The length of the forearm, the sharpness of the lightweight praying triangular thorn made of alienated bones and metal can be imagined. It does not require much effort, and it stabs obliquely upwards from the left rib of the sickle hand silently.

"Ka~"

The crisp metal mechanism made a crisp sound, and the triangular ridge at the tip of the thorn unfolded, turning into a standard hook and claw shape in the scythe hand.

The scytheman's body trembled suddenly, and he almost fell when he was hit hard, roaring furiously.

Li Cang didn't give it a chance to be presumptuous, the big wand came out and hit the sickle hand in the face, the thick and ferocious head almost pierced into its throat, and then the whole body rushed towards the sickle hand.

His strength was comparable to that of the sickle hand, and the two immediately rolled a few meters away, splashing moss and green juice on the ground.

The scytheman is not a big corpse with rough skin and thick flesh. He doesn't have thick defensive bone plates or those bone spurs that can severely injure the opponent at close range.

Brother Big Corpse came running over with a bang, and aimed at the chest of the sickle hand, the upright black tiger pulled out his heart.

"vomit"

When this guy fell down, Li Cang, who was strangling the sickle hand's limbs and neck with the roots of the old tree behind him, was almost thrashed, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

As for the sickle hand, one and a half ribs and eleven vertebrae were directly removed.

(End of this chapter)

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