Chapter 207: Chapter 174: Zombie: Who Ordered My Takeout?! (Part 2)
At this moment, they really wanted to curse!
When they were deployed, no one mentioned that they’d encounter something this sinister!
If they had known it was something so sinister, they wouldn’t have just brought this little bit of gear. They’re seriously lacking in firepower!
Thunder flashed, bullets roared, and the iron corpse wailed. Just as hope appeared in everyone’s hearts, there was suddenly a sound of a bubble popping:
Pop!
The Thunder Talisman on the ground broke bit by bit, eventually turning to ashes, leaving only a trace of vermilion behind.
"Time’s up..."
Lin Nanbei’s face was full of surprise and worry. The surprise was from the unexpected effectiveness of the Thunder Talisman they drew, lasting for so long.
The worry was from not expecting the iron corpse to be so powerful, unable to come up with a good strategy at the moment.
And most importantly, if they couldn’t stop it this time and it escaped, who knows how many murder cases would occur outside.
...
At the same time, not far away, three figures who were rushing over stopped.
Gazing into the distance, Grey Wolf couldn’t help but feel excited, "Wow, such an exciting famous scene, it’s much more thrilling than our time in the park."
Pleasant Sheep gave her a side-eye, "I should have shot you then, so you would be more honest."
Quan Xiaobai was fixated on his zombie with some panic, "This... this is impossible, without my command, how could it act on its own..."
"Who knows, but what I do know is that if it causes casualties today, there’s really no turning back for you." Pleasant Sheep said calmly.
"Then... I..."
"Hurry up, stop dithering, any more delay and they won’t hold on."
Grey Wolf, clutching the talisman, headed down the mountain first, Pleasant Sheep smiled and followed behind with Quan Xiaobai tagging along.
At that moment, Wang Dahai, retreating to the rear, suddenly saw three figures rushing through the woods, two wearing masks, one looking like a beggar.
In just one glance, he determined that this was the person they were looking for!
Before he could shout, the young man had already begun making a hand seal, fingers flickering, then shouted out, "Swift!"
Thud!
The iron corpse, which was previously killing, suddenly froze, a glimmer of intelligence appearing in its mind, feeling as if there was a rope tying it up.
Zombies are inherently evil and fierce; without intelligence, it’s not an issue, but once intelligence is born, they will first turn on their master!
Seeing the iron corpse merely standing without any other reaction, Quan Xiaobai broke into a cold sweat, shouting again in anger:
"Swift!"
"Roar!"
This time the iron corpse did react, turning around to face Quan Xiaobai, its gaze fierce.
Not good, it’s going to kill its master!
Quan Xiaobai was shocked, speeding up his hand-seal movements, even biting his finger in hope of suppressing its ferocity.
But after only a few seconds it started moving again, charging through gunfire wildly towards them.
"You beast..."
With a spurt of blood from his mouth, Quan Xiaobai’s eyes bulged in anger, the iron corpse completely out of control, and naturally, as its master, he became its first target to eliminate.
My life is over!
Just then, a hand reached out from the air, resting on the iron corpse’s shoulder.
The next second, an unbelievable scene unfolded.
Bang bang bang!
In a flash the figure flickered, arm swinging out rapidly, and in an instant it struck three times, sending the iron corpse flying backward.
"Huh?" Wang Dahai, who saw it clearly, was wide-eyed at the scene.
What kind of absurdity is this?
Approximately like someone claiming they can catch a bullet barehanded, and not only catching it, it’s a sniper’s bullet.
Exorcise!
In a blink, the figure with the Pleasant Sheep mask moved like a phantom, accelerating once more to launch an attack.
With fists repeatedly hammering down, each strike landed heavily on the iron corpse, and with a muffled sound, before it could even react, it was already knocked to the ground.
"Surely its skin is thick, so hard to penetrate without a sharp weapon." Pleasant Sheep said with feeling.
The iron corpse had thick skin, even Ning An would find it hard to breach its defense quickly.
Of course, whether it was the Seven-Star Copper Coin Sword or the Thunder Strike Competition, or Lin Yanke’s talismans, they could all subdue this zombie.
But Ning An didn’t want to reveal his identity and was relying solely on brute force to suppress it.
"Holy crap?"
At this moment, capturing someone became secondary to Wang Dahai, the shock in his heart was the main focus.
"Is this even a human being?"
Everyone present had their hearts racing, staring in disbelief as if Ning An had descended from the heavens, then fell into silence.
Clang clang clang!
Ning An’s five fingers moved like playing a pipa, his nails clinking as he tried to find the zombie’s weakness.
His fingers danced, aiming for the iron corpse’s neck, wrist, throat, even its perineum, it was like iron striking iron, with sparks flying!
Clang!
A sharp pain shot through its body, the iron corpse bellowed and thrashed about wildly, but Ning An easily evaded it.
Seeing the opportunity, Ning An’s right hand hooked like a claw, striking the iron corpse’s chest with lightning speed, his palm and fingers moving with alarming ferocity.
That was the wound from a bullet left by Officer Xiaoli last time, still not healed.
Bam!
The muffled punch, accompanied by the iron corpse’s wretched scream, left everyone present staring in shock!
But even so, the iron corpse’s fierceness didn’t diminish; instead, its fury was fully ignited, clashing intensely with Ning An.
"At this rate, the iron corpse is bound to outlast."
"Its armor is too thick, without any weapons of mass destruction, it’s almost impossible to kill it!"
The crowd, shocked at Ning An’s prowess, was also filled with despair. Bullets can’t breach it, cannon shots it can dodge, how can they possibly win?!
