beggar world doctor

Comrade Niu Dazhuang walked up to the violent driver who was being beaten by the group. With his huge body and great strength, he swung out an iron fist and hit a zombie's head with precision.

With a bang, the zombie's skull shattered, and sticky things splashed out, splashing all over his face.

In 20 seconds, another four zombies were dealt with by Niu Dazhuang with an iron fist. Some heads were smashed, and some heads were twisted from their necks.

The grumpy driver was bitten inhuman by a zombie and lay on the road convulsing.

"Don't blame me, I'm doing it for your own good." Niu Dazhuang worriedly said to the bad-tempered driver.As he spoke, he lifted his right foot and stomped on the grumpy driver's head.With a click, the driver's head was shattered, and he died, too, before he turned into a zombie.

This bad-tempered driver is ordinary, but by no means mediocre, because he has been working hard for the "Colombia Dream" in his heart and pursuing it tirelessly.Please believe that when one bad-tempered driver falls down, more bad-tempered drivers will stand up, not for anything else but for the Colombian dream in their hearts.

However, if the Lop Nur zombie virus spreads, the Colombian dream will suddenly become a cloud, and even the American dream, the Chinese dream, the dream of Great Britain where the sun never sets, the German imperial dream, the isbs 2.0 era dream of the Great Middle East, etc. are all messed up All kinds of dreams in my life may also become floating clouds.

The Lop Nur zombie virus is a Pandora's box, once opened, it will definitely bring disaster to mankind.There is no doubt about this.

When Niu Dazhuang looked around, he saw no less than fifty zombies.These fifty zombies are looking for humans on the road, waiting for an opportunity to move.Although they are only fifty now, the number is pitifully small, but soon they will become five hundred, five thousand, fifty thousand, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, ...

Never doubt the reproductive ability of zombies.We Huaxia people have a very strong reproductive ability, and the Asanguo people have a very strong reproductive ability, but compared with zombies, they are weak.

The road in front of the food processing factory is a first-class road, two-way eight-lane, leading to Medellín in the north and Bogota, the capital, in the south.Even in the middle of the night, there is an endless flow of cars on the road, there are cars, tourist buses, large trucks, etc., and so on.At this moment, the main road was messed up by a bunch of zombies, and it was all messed up.Some drivers turned the steering wheel quickly to avoid the "pengci man" and slammed into the side of the road, some hit the car, and some simply overturned,...

Niu Dazhuang was stunned for a while, and saw with his own eyes that a bus full of guests crashed into a car, and the glass shattered all over the place!When the zombie saw the passengers in the bus, human beings, they jumped on it as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Comrade Niu Dazhuang was impressed by Alexander, but he still rushed forward.The disaster he caused himself must be resolved by himself.

So, can Niu Dazhuang really nip the disaster in its cradle?

Just kidding, things got a little out of hand as some zombies climbed onto the coach for a trip into town.Niu Dazhuang didn't notice these zombies, or in other words, even if he found them, he couldn't stop them.

When Niu Dazhuang is killing zombies with his iron fist, we might as well take a look at another scene, a nightclub with flickering lights in the city of Maradora.

Although the city of Maradora only has a population of 30, the city's dependence on drugs has given birth to many local tyrants with colors.The favorite thing for colorful local tyrants is to open nightclubs, karaoke, and other messy night shows.

This nightclub with swaying lights is well built, high-end, atmospheric, and upscale, and it is very popular with the citizens of Caladora.It's almost dawn now, and the number of people going in and out of the nightclub is a little small. From the outside, it looks a bit deserted, but inside it is the existence of another world. There are a lot of people, extravagant, depraved, drunk, drunk, and drug addicts. Yes, those who do bed exercises,...

Two handsome doormen were yawning boredly, so that when they stared and saw a strange-looking unexpected visitor appearing in front of them, they almost peed their pants in fright.

"Oh, Falk, what r u are doing? You're scared to death!" A nightclub doorman snarled at the uninvited visitor, almost peeing in fear, "Male Gobi, look at you, playing with your sister's cosplay ?”

Damn, this uninvited guest is indeed scary enough, no wonder the doorman speaks indiscriminately and rudely.The uninvited guest was wearing tattered clothes, his face was dark, his veins were protruding, his eyes were blood red, his bloody mouth had two fangs, and he had a sinister aura all over his body. As if from hell.

Cosplay, huh, cosplay should cosplay to produce this realistic effect, right?

"Hey, is this the Ogre King?" Another doorman said, thinking that this unexpected visitor was suspicious, and he didn't seem like he was playing cosplay.

Just when the two doormen wanted to find out the identity of the uninvited guest, the uninvited guest launched an attack on them, clicked, hugged their necks and gnawed, bloody and cruel.If you appreciate this scene in slow motion, you can see some different aesthetics, the so-called aesthetics of violence.

This uninvited guest is not a human, but a zombie.

Zombies have spread to the urban area of ​​Maradora, and the consequences will be disastrous.

One doorman got hit, and the other doorman ran into the nightclub screaming in fright.He just entered the nightclub with his forefoot, and the zombies also ran in.

Inside the nightclub is the existence of another world, corrupt, depraved, flickering lights, beautifully dressed Colombian girls twisting their waists and hips, n many men, women and children shouting and drinking.

When the zombies came here, the excitement in my heart was beyond words. I felt like I won 500 million in the lottery.This feeling is like, like, a macho with super reproductive ability suddenly sees a group of beautiful young bikini girls playing in the pool, and he is not bound by the law and moral condemnation, he can do whatever he wants Just drop it.

Yes, that's how it feels.

Well, this feeling can only be felt but not expressed in words.

Once again, the greatest nature of zombie groups is to reproduce their own race, this nature is innate.

In terms of choosing objects to reproduce, the zombie group is still very fair.

Regardless of male, female, young or old, handsome or ugly, wealthy or penniless, they are all objects of their reproduction.

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