Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

Just as Gu Xiaoming guessed, the howitzer was shot flying by the mutated zombie as soon as it came to it.

The strength of the seventh-order zombies is terrifying.

Fortunately, the howitzer exploded near the zombie. Unfortunately, although the zombie was burned badly, with multiple wounds all over his body and half of his arm missing, he was still alive.

This loud noise was comparable to shaking the earth, and the zombies in the surrounding snow and on the snow boiled.

The seventh-order mutated zombie seemed to be completely enraged, roaring and pounced on Gu Xiaoming, who was closest to him and looked tastier.

Gu Xiaoming ran in the opposite direction, trying to lure the zombies away.

The zombie was much faster than Gu Xiaoming, and the intact claw was about to catch Gu Xiaoming.

A thick metal shield suddenly appeared.

The zombie's sharp claws tore through the metal shield, but it also gave Gu Xiaoming time to escape.

Gu Xiaoming fled in a panic, and didn't dare to think that if the claw fell on him, would he vomit blood and die first, or turn into a zombie first.

Jian Yue finally arrived at the critical moment, controlling the high-speed rotating metal drill to fly towards the zombies.

The zombie impatiently swung it away with its claws, but a metal drill penetrated its palm.

Attracted attention, the zombie turned around and pounced on Jian Yue.

After Gu Xiaoming got up, he saw that Jian Yue seemed to say something, but he couldn't hear it, his ears were still buzzing at the moment, and he couldn't hear anything.

On this vacation, he is going to the hospital to see his ears.

The seventh-order zombies are fast, and it is difficult to dodge when their claws come over, but the seventh-order zombies have lost half of their arms, and their lethality is also less.

The sixth-level supernatural long knife may not be useful to the seventh-level zombies. It is only useful for metal drills, or to penetrate its eye sockets.

Now, Gu Xiaoming, Zhou You'an, and Fu Hang are also here, and Jian Yue plans to reproduce the successful case of dealing with zombies last time.

There are metal shields behind Jian Yue, and the zombies chase Jian Yue, so they have to tear them apart.

This is not difficult for the seventh-order zombies, but it will affect its speed of action.

When it slowed down, Gu Xiaoming's lightning could hit the target.

At the moment of brief paralysis, Fu Hang's ice seal appeared, solidly freezing the zombie.

Jian Yue has been paying attention to the movement behind her. As early as the moment Gu Xiaoming made a move, Jian Yue turned back, and the long knife in her hand transformed into an ice pick again.

The metal drill is easy to use, but it takes time to penetrate the thick ice layer. It is far less quick than Jian Yue's whole body strength plus weight, piercing the ice layer with ice picks, and killing zombies.

Jianyue's full blow was all about luck.

Bet she can hit the zombie's eye socket accurately.

Bet the zombies won’t break out of the ice early.

Jian Yue didn't think about the consequences of failure, and she didn't dare to think about it. She also didn't allow herself to fail. There was no way out at this time!
Many people around have seen how Jian Yue killed the zombie king last time, and seeing Jian Yue use the same trick again, they couldn't help getting nervous.

It's done, if Jian Yue can live, they can live too.

If they fail, Jianyue will not necessarily die, and they will certainly not be able to escape.

Thrilling battles are often only in an instant.

Jian Yue's ice pick penetrated deeply into the ice, leaving only the handle outside, and the long ice pick penetrated from the other end.

Then, the ice crumbled.

Everyone was so nervous that they forgot to breathe.

Without thinking about it, Jian Yue dropped two layers of metal shields first, and ran away without the ice pick.

After running far away, she turned her head and saw the zombie fell to the ground, Jian Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

The act of running away was a bit embarrassing, but who would joke with their own life? (end of this chapter)