Unbeatable Evil King

Ye Wuque and his party fled to the seaside and looked around, but there was no sign of a ship on the calm sea. Do you want to swim into the sea? What if you find the wrong direction? What if the Russian rescue cruise ship had already sunk? What an impractical idea to look for a ship in the vast sea.

They stood by the sea, looking at the boundless sea. For the first time, they even felt confused.

Behind them, countless zombies passed through the smoke and dust after the explosion, and quickly came over, like ants. This scene is like Ye Wuqian, who boarded city a for the first time. But the difference is that at that time, they still had a way out. Behind them was a cruise ship. But now, there is only an endless sea behind them. As for the rumored cruise ship, it seems that it only exists in the rumor forever.

"Shoot." There are no more zombies around us, and we say, "there are no more zombies around us. You don't have to worry about anything. Do it crazy. I'm not sure that cruise ship will listen to the gunfire. "

Ye Wuqi did not finish saying, "even if the cruise ship will never appear again, at least, they finally tried their best to fight for their lives."

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, the zombie tide sea with waves full of the breath of death toward ye wumi. They all took up their guns and fired them recklessly, regardless of whether they were aiming at the zombie. Everyone on the edge of life and death, close to the crazy explosion away, their purpose is not to destroy these zombies, but more like the ethereal cruise ship to convey some kind of message.

Maybe, more like a kind of vent.

Zombies rush in one by one, and the head-on bullets hit the zombies at the front, and blood holes emerge suddenly. But it doesn't matter. For pathogen zombies, these cold bullets can't prevent the zombies from devouring the living people, let alone the greedy and crazy approach of the zombies.

The twisted faces of zombies, the mouth full of resentment and roaring, the endless tide sea contains the resentment of 100000 people in this zombie city.

There are some unfair disasters in the world. Suddenly ran a red light, out of control car, crash plane, derailed train, tsunami, earthquake Too many, too many, those inadvertent, no sign of disaster, take away the lives of countless innocent people, no one to say, no one really sorry, no one can save the lives lost.

Those who lost their lives in the unprovoked disaster can only admit that they are in bad luck. Even if they become unjust souls, even if they become a group of solitary ghosts, they still can not make a little judgment on the maker of this disaster. This is a natural disaster, this is the arrangement of fate. They can't accept it, but they can't resist it. There is no choice, such as the general selection of soldiers point you.

It's just like city a two years ago, because of the outflow of drugs from a secret research institute and the outflow of sewage, 100000 people were selected as victims overnight and 100000 lives overnight. No one is fighting for their sacrifice to get justice back. No country criticizes the forces behind the lab. One hundred thousand wronged souls have been transformed into a zombie.

Heaven's unfairness to them makes them walk with endless resentment. They want revenge, they want to vent, they want to destroy everything in front of them, they want to swallow all the living people that can see.

They are a group of zombies in front of Ye Wuxiang. The world has too much injustice to them. They are destined to be evil, and from the moment they become zombies, they are left to devour or be killed by the living. There is no other way to escape.

Like now.

They take endless resentment, like a complete madman, crazy twist toward the leaves without lack of them, they want to eat them, they want to vent, they want to live human flesh.

In the same way, ye Wuxiang and they have to shoot. Why must it be them? Why should they stand in front of this group of zombies? Why should they shoot at these zombies. There is no choice, the arrangement of fate.

"Bang bang"

"bang bang"

"bang bang"

endless zombies, endless gunfire, endless resentment, endless vent. From both sides, the same emotion. All the people and Zombies need to vent their anger and fight back the injustice in the fate, so that those who are still alive can hold their destiny in their own hands and grasp the possibility. Even if there is only a glimmer of light in the endless darkness, even if it is just a smile in endless resentment.

"There's a boat there!" All of a sudden, frand yelled at the sea!

The people turned to see that on the sea level, there was a cruise ship coming towards them. It was still a very small ship, but at least it gave ye Wumian hope of survival.

Everyone's fighting spirit is more improved, the God of gambler continuously flies out dozens of cards, regardless of his already broken arm and sore fingers. That each card issued, the strength of the people to bear, how can it look so light.Ye Wuqi blocks all the people in front of him. His power is wildly mobilized. The flying green light turns into a giant dragon and roars towards the zombie. The huge gravity tears the corpse's body, and the rotten meat flying everywhere instantly makes this place the end of disaster.

Including Tian Yishu, her eyes are silent tears, a seemingly weak girl, her rifle in her hand is violently exploding with fire, which has never stopped from the beginning, destroying a corpse body.

It happened to be this group of zombies, which happened to be this group of people. Their fate arranged in general to fight each other, and they would never give up.

But there was no hatred between them at all.

They themselves I don't know.

Finally, Tian Yi buns of them finished the bullets in their hands, and groups of zombies forced closer, all relying on ye Wuque and the God of gambler.

Tian Yishu turned his head and looked. Fortunately, the cruise ship was very close to them. It's saved.

Suddenly, Tian Yishu saw the bow of the cruise ship, a face with a pair of black eyes, a very abstract, and panic to the extreme, the face of a young man. He stood numbly in the bow of the boat, his mouth opened and closed, and he whispered in silence: "Why me, why me, why me..."