zombie frenzy

Chapter 581 Strangling
On the roof, a survivor poked his head out and shouted loudly to the people below, "Get out of the way, are you dying?"

Cruise smiled ferociously, holding the gun and pulling the trigger at the approaching figure. In front of him, James roared, as if he hadn't seen the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, and rushed towards it with open arms.

"Go to hell," Cruise yelled.

"Ah..." James rushed forward frantically.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." On the top of the head, the night shit guy shouted desperately, looking at that posture, he had the urge to jump down and grab people.

Kakaka.

Cruise twitched his fingers and pointed at James' head, his face changed drastically, he raised the muzzle of the gun and glanced at it, and slammed the gun at James hard.

"Cunning boy, do you know there are no bullets?" Above the head, the survivor let out a sigh of relief and shouted loudly.

James didn't dodge, just turned his head sideways, and continued to throw his body forward. The thrown pistol hit him heavily on the forehead.

With half-closed eyes, James slammed into him, knocked Cruise to the ground, and held him tightly with his knees. He opened his palms and circled him a few times. White threads sprayed out and wrapped tightly. Tie up his body and tie him into a big rice dumpling.

Cruise knew that he was doomed, his face was livid, his body was trembling, and he glared at James viciously, blood flowed wildly from the stitched severed arm, and several sutures on it were broken, but this guy gritted his teeth, insisting Not a sound came out.

"Run, run farther if you have the ability." James sat beside him, reached out and grabbed Cruise's collar, pulled him in front of him, and said viciously.

The survivor who was yelling from above came out from the side, raised his hands and shouted, "Your own, take it easy."

James glanced at it and didn't pay much attention. After panting a few times, he reached out and searched Cruise's body.

It was the remote control before, and it was the grenade pistol just now. James didn't know what else he could find in this guy's pocket, so he searched him carefully from head to toe.

"There are two things, boy, do you want to join our team? You will be provided with good food and drink." The big man watched from the side, and suddenly he wanted to gather up, and came over to suggest.

"No, I have a team," James said.

Patting Cruise, motioned him to be more honest, stood up, looked around from left to right, looking for something to go back.

It is impossible for the skateboard to carry two people, and it is impossible for this guy to sit on the back seat of a bicycle or motorcycle honestly. If you want to take him away, unless you find a good car, otherwise you will have to give him stay here.

"Your team is not as good as mine, boy, this area is our territory, follow me, and I will absolutely guarantee that you will live happily and comfortably." The big man is still persuading.

James ignored him and stared at the surroundings. When he was leaving, he heard Guo Fei's shout, but, unless it was a last resort, James still wanted to capture this guy alive.

"What? There's no way to take it away?" The big man laughed, "Is this guy able to receive the reward? Or is there something good in his hand that he didn't take out?"

"There's nothing good, I just don't want to kill him yet." James said, shaking his head.

"Stay here, the car will come back later, you can send him wherever you want." The big man said proudly, "We found a flour warehouse, boy, enough to feed him for a year."

James shook his head, "I have a team, do you know about the fire yesterday? We set it off."

The big man blinked, "Don't bully me because I don't read much. It's okay if I don't want to join. Pretending to be those guys will kill you."

"Really, I don't need to lie to you." James pouted and said, "I came out with the boss, this guy is the only one who escapes quickly, or you will see it."

The big man shook his head and slowly retreated back into the house, "Forget it, I don't bother to care about you, hurry up, don't stay here and hurt me."

James snorted a few times, looked down at Cruise who was wrapped up in rice dumplings, reached out and picked up the skateboard, and made a few gestures in front of him.

There is no problem with people standing on it, but if the person is placed horizontally, it is completely impossible, let alone this person will not stay still obediently.

Cruise struggled hard, staring at him fiercely, with his hands wrapped around his back, his fingers carefully twirling at the edge of his clothes.

A slender steel wire was pulled out from the hem of the clothes. Cruise stared at James, panting, but secretly took the wire saw and slowly cut the white wire.

"I really want to leave you like this." James hummed.

He walked to the side, found a wooden board, tested its width, walked back with it, picked up the skateboard on the ground, wrapped the wooden board around it, and prepared to tie people on it and drag him back.

Those who can survive until now, there are a few who have no lives in their hands. James was able to chase after the black robe for revenge, and he has already killed those robbers. However, Cruise has little grievances with him, and his pursuit is nothing more than Just for fun, I don't want to just kill him and leave him here.

"Be honest, maybe Guo will let you go if you say something nice when you go back," James said.

Cruise looked at him without saying a word, sneered, and directly regarded him as farting.

If there was no explosion in the end, and if Guo Fei hadn't thought about blowing Guo Fei to pieces, everything would still have a chance. At the very least, the rebellion he made was just a few people killed by himself, and Anderson, as well as his brother, were cut off. He lost an arm, and the loss was all on his side. The only injury on Guo Fei's end was that Mark was beaten badly.

Cruise didn't dare to gamble, who knew what Guo Fei would think, so the moment Guo Fei called, he pulled out the remote control and switched on the power.

It was the bomb left by Anderson, but it was not installed for anyone. He just thought that there would be a chance to die together when zombies killed him one day, but he did not expect that this opportunity was left to Guo Fei, and the most pitiful thing was , did it, but didn't kill him.

"Guo is still very talkative. So many people hide and don't want to take refuge. They just want to take advantage of it. Look, Guo is not angry. He still leaves room for them to live. We don't even occupy much territory. .” James chattered, and tied the plank firmly to the skateboard.

"Okay, go up and lie down honestly."

James stood up and reached out to lift Cruise onto the wooden board. Suddenly, there were a few roars of engines in the distance. James froze, stopped, and looked up.

There was a sudden pain in his neck, and Cruise, who was like a dead dog, suddenly rushed up. The white thread wrapped around his body did not know when it would be disconnected. He threw James to the ground at once, and with his right hand, he tightly hugged him. James' neck, howling like a wolf from his mouth.

James blushed, opened his mouth wide, and panted desperately, but couldn't get any air into his lungs.

The two rolled on the ground, and the wooden board tied to the skateboard was crushed into pieces. James clasped the arms around his neck with both hands, and pulled them out vigorously. The veins on his neck popped out, and his feet kicked in vain. .

Regardless of the fact that Cruise is only able to use one arm, but his strength is not small, James can't breathe, and under the arm's calipers, the neck bones are crackling, as if they will be crushed at any time.

"Hey, hey." Above the head, the big man noticed the situation and shouted loudly.

The footsteps moved a few steps and then stopped. He didn't know if what James said was true or not, but this kid was ungrateful and refused to join his team, which made the big man not want to spend much effort to save him.

The sound of the engine in the distance approached quickly, and the sound became louder and louder. A few guys were driving a Ford Raptor. Seeing the survivors yelling.

Seeing the tumbling and wrestling together, the people in the car shook their heads, looked at them with contempt, and flew past them with a roar.

If it was before today, a piece of bread could kill people and fight for it, but now, the zombies are almost extinct in the city, and the few left occasionally can only become human toys at most. Survivors can no longer be hurt. In this environment, there are still people who don't rush out to grab resources and roll around on the ground, which is really stupid to the extreme.

"Giggle."

James made an unpleasant sound in his throat, his breath became less and less, his face was blushing like blood, and his hands scratched the scars on Cruise's arm, but he still couldn't let him loosen a little bit of the gap, Let him breathe fresh air.

During the scuffle, Cruise's severed arm was pressed underneath, his body twisted and squeezed, the fracture was torn open, the sutures were broken, and he was about to be ripped off from the arm again.

Cruise's face was livid, and there was a hissing sound in his throat, which sounded like a poisonous snake wrapped around James' back.

The eyeballs bulged out, and the scene in front of James became blurred. He kicked hard and twisted his body, trying to escape from the opponent's strangulation.

Strength was draining from his body quickly, James' body began to show signs of convulsions, his pupils dilated, and the hands that were tightly holding Cruise's arms were slowly lowered, waving wildly in front of him, as if he forgot to free himself , the kicking legs also became weak, kicking on the ground in vain, just picked up a little sand.

There was a hiss in Cruise's throat, and he didn't slow down his attack rhythm because his opponent was close to death. He had seen this kind of stupid thing too much, thinking that he was in control of everything, but in the end he died of talking too much .

It was as if his arm was broken upstairs. After controlling James, his first thought was to leave quickly. He couldn't just let himself be dumped by the crowd below in order to kill one or two enemies. Life and death, just leave it to the war machine he created.

"Hey, silly boy, do you think it would be good for you to take refuge in me?" The big man above his head shook his head, muttered and didn't look any further, and shrank his body back.

There was only darkness in front of James, and he waved his hands indiscriminately, with his palms open, scratching forward feebly.

Chi Chi.

Two white lights shot out from his palm, Cruise's pupils constricted, his eyes turned, and he looked along the two white lines all the way. Before he could see where the white lines were entangled, his body suddenly moved forward. Pounced, rolled with James, and rushed to the distance.

(End of this chapter)