Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

After successfully killing the four zombies in carriage 8, Nanyu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The zombie just now was obviously showing signs of mutation. Nanyu was so strong that he had to chop it more than ten times before killing it. How strong must the mutant be?

Nanyu turned and walked towards carriage number seven

At this time, after a fierce battle with the zombies, he probably realized that the zombies must be hit in the head to be completely killed.

When he reached out and pushed open the door of carriage number seven, the scene before him shocked him again.

Carriage No. 7 was filled with shocking broken limbs and arms. Those incomplete limbs were scattered randomly in every corner of the carriage, as if telling of the brutal battle that had taken place.

The rotten corpses and flesh emitted a disgusting stench that filled the entire carriage, making people feel nauseous.

The car window glass was splattered with blood, and the dark red bloodstains were like the devil's graffiti.

There were about four or five zombies wandering aimlessly in the carriage, and their figures looked particularly hideous in this bloody scene.

He found that there was no one in carriage number seven.

Aren't there 5 players? Where are they located?

In the dim carriage No. 7, the remaining zombies stopped their brutal gnawing actions the moment they saw Nanyu.

Pairs of red eyes, burning with strange flames, stared at Nanyu as if he were an extremely attractive prey.

Immediately afterwards, the zombies rushed forward together, and some zombies even ran madly on the seats, rushing towards Nanyu regardless of everything.

Nanyu was not afraid at all and rushed forward bravely.

He raised his spatula and chopped off a head. After a fight, he used the spatula very skillfully.

At this moment, he chopped the zombies down one after another with the shovel, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

During the fierce battle, the sticky black liquid inevitably spilled onto Nanyu's white clothes, and his snow-white hair was also stained with the foul-smelling liquid, which was disgusting.

Nanyu swung his right hand fiercely, and the head of the zombie running on the car seat was directly spatula-scraped away. In an instant, the head moved away, and the body fell down weakly.

After a fierce battle, the last zombie in carriage number seven was also eliminated.

Nanyu shook his hands in disgust, feeling a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Damn, why are all the supernatural copies so disgusting!"

Nanyu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately summoned a panel, rapidly tapping on the weapons selection. As he did so, a faint light flashed, and a pistol quietly appeared in his hand.

This pistol is completely black, emitting a mysterious and cold aura. When I hold it, I can clearly feel the

Excellent feel, as if it fits perfectly into the palm of your hand.

Nanyu knew very little about firearms and he never touched guns on a daily basis, so he couldn't even name this gun.

At the same time, a box of bullets appeared beside him along with the pistol.

Nan Yu carefully picked up the bullet box and stuffed the bullets into the magazine one by one.

His movements were steady and orderly, and his eyes revealed focus and determination.

When the magazine was full, Nanyu gently pulled the bolt, making a crisp sound, and then pulled the safety bolt without hesitation.

Nanyu bravely moved forward and was about to meet up with Shangguan Qingye and the others.

But Shangguan Qingye and his team encountered big trouble.

"Oh my god, it was so cool watching Nanyu chopping off the melons and vegetables along the way, but when the camera switched to Shangguan Qingye and the others, they were completely overwhelmed."

"My young master's leather jacket is torn, and he's only wearing a white vest. This could easily get infected!"

Lin Zhefeng watched the live broadcast, and the more he saw Nan Yu's performance, the more surprised he was.

"Brother Jiang, what do you think of Nanyu? Do you want to take this good seedling?"

Jiang Baihai shook his head and gave a meaningful smile.

"No, wait until he becomes an official player before taking him in. Now? It's a bit too hasty."

Lin Zhefeng understood instantly and nodded quickly.

Nan Yu finally walked out of carriage No. 7. He reached out and pushed open the door of carriage No. 6, and was once again stunned by the scene before him.

The door of carriage number six was pushed open, and a severed hand suddenly rushed towards Nanyu's face, the speed so fast that it caught people off guard.

Nanyu reacted extremely quickly, waving the spatula in his hand and directly chopped off the severed hand.

The scene in carriage number six was horrific.

The seat was in a mess during the fierce fight, tossing around as if it had experienced a terrible storm.

People's cries and shrill screams were intertwined, and the sound was like sharp arrows, which hurt Nanyu's eardrums.

In the middle of the aisle, a zombie with three heads and a rotten body stood there with its body touching the roof of the car.

A human head was stuffed in the giant zombie's mouth. The mouth was so huge that it looked like a terrifying black hole.

It swallowed the head without hesitation, then picked up half of the bloody body and stuffed it into its mouth, making a creepy chewing sound.

The sound echoed in the chaotic carriage No. 6, making people shudder.

“Is this still a zombie?”

Nanyu was shocked.

He immediately confirmed that this was definitely a mutated zombie.

"They even eat their own kind?" Nanyu was filled with shock.

How did they achieve mutation? Was it due to the rules of the dungeon setting that regularly enhanced their mutations, or did they mutate by eating headless corpses?

Nanyu's brain was working rapidly, trying to find the answer, but at the moment he didn't have time to think too much.

Because in the corner of the carriage, he saw his old acquaintance Shangguan Qingye.

At this time, Shangguan Qingye was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered. He no longer looked like the young master he usually was.

The originally neat white vest was also stained with blood, and the messy hair stuck to the face.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Shangguan Qingye opened his mouth weakly and shouted at Nanyu. His voice was hoarse and weak, as if he had used up all his strength.

When he was in carriage number seven, he saw with his own eyes an ordinary zombie bite several of its kind to death and swallow them into its stomach. Afterwards, the zombie's body slowly grew larger and underwent a terrible mutation.

He still felt a lingering fear when recalling that horrific experience, in which he was chased and fled by that terrifying zombie.

Almost died

Nanyu looked at the poor young master dying in the corner and shook his head helplessly.

He gripped the pistol tightly in his hand