Chapter 49: Death sickle

Zhang Yao's eyes widened in shock. The boss, a B-class mutant, was killed in a flash!
The gangsters all around raised their guns and shot frantically at the four Qin Hao. At the same time, a dozen saw blades emerged from Qin Hao's feet and saw them towards them.
Qin Hao snapped his fingers and launched an absolute defense, directly protecting Tangtang, Xiaoshan and Yuji inside.
Despite the bullets, the hacksaw hits, absolutely defensive, not moving. Qin Hao himself braved the rain of bullets and started to kill in the warehouse.
Cutting technique, death ray, stream fire technique, death cage, cast in turn.
The gangsters in the warehouse had nowhere to hide. They fell in pieces, and the screams quickly overwhelmed the gunfire.
Countless stumps and broken arms separated from his master, and blood almost dyed the entire warehouse red.
"Devil, he is a devil, run away!"
Someone wanted to escape, but it was too late, and Qin Hao had already sealed the gate with thread.
When the gangster rushed to the gate realized the problem, his neck was cut open by the thin lines tied to both sides of the gate.
Zhang Yao, who was curled up in the corner, was terrified at this time, "What did I bring back?"
Unfortunately, she didn't wait for the answer, and her head fell off her shoulders.
Qin Hao did what he said, and all the gangsters in the warehouse were killed and none survived.
Qin Hao found a lot of backpacks and clothing in the small compartment at the back of the warehouse.
And the cement pool at the back of the warehouse is full of dried bones, and these bones have obvious cuts.
These bones should be the real owners of those backpacks and clothing!
Qin Hao was still in the basement of the warehouse and found a lot of materials, weapons, and coins. Qin Hao loaded all these things into the farm warehouse.
Qin Hao was not in a hurry to leave, he was waiting for Xiaoshan and Xiao Twelve.
About half an hour later, Xiaoshan and Xiao Twelve, drove a large group of zombies and appeared in Qin Hao's sight.
"finally come!"
Qin Hao took out the zombie rod and greeted him. With the assistance of Xiaoshan and Xiao Twelve, Qin Hao successfully captured more than 600 zombies.
Qin Hao was on his way, killing people, catching zombies, and nothing happened.
Qin Hao was about to compliment Xiaoshan and the others, the rice bucket flapped its wings and landed on Qin Hao's head.
Qin Hao's neck was almost not crushed, and Qin Hao was in a state of stocking the rice bucket.
In just one day, the rice bucket has eaten himself up again. The current rice bucket and a corgi are not very big. It is strange that Qin Hao's neck can hold it down from a high altitude!
Qin Hao glanced at the warehouse made of heavy steel plates welded behind him, then at Xiao Twelve and the others, a bold idea suddenly came out of Qin Hao's heart.
Qin Hao first placed the pea shooter and watermelon throwing machine on the roof of the warehouse, and then asked Xiao Twelve and the others to stand on the roof to protect the pea shooter and watermelon throwing machine.
Qin Hao asked Tang Tang to drive Mecha and Doudou, and Yu Ji found a safe place to hide together.
Qin Hao walked into the warehouse alone, then consciously entered the farm operation interface and clicked on the title "The Man Destined to Zombie".
Click to use!
In an instant, with Qin Hao as the center, all the zombies within a radius of ten kilometers, as if being stimulated, all rushed in the direction Qin Hao was in.
The zombies continue to gather, just like countless small rivers converge into a big river, and then rush to the sea, but this time it is a sea of ​​zombies.
Masses of zombies gathered, like ocean waves, swept toward the small warehouse where Qin Hao was.
The front door of the warehouse was wide open, and Qin Hao stood at the door holding a zombie pole, waiting for him.
"Bang bang bang..." The zombies slammed into the iron wall outside the warehouse and kept making muffled noises, just like the rain.
The only way for zombies to enter the warehouse is the main entrance.
The zombies rushed towards the front entrance, but the front entrance was only three meters wide and two meters high. The zombies just pressed themselves into cans, and at most eleven or two could be poured in at a time.
This is exactly what Qin Hao wanted. Qin Hao stood at the door, constantly waving the zombie rod, often when the zombies just squeezed in, they would be caught by the zombie rod.
This is exactly what he said, a man should be a guard and a man will not open it, and Qin Hao has created a majestic danger for himself.
The zombies can't give full play to their numerical advantage. If they want to come in, they can only squeeze in from the front entrance, and Qin Hao, who is standing at the front entrance, is very happy to catch the zombies.
But the speed at which Qin Hao caught the zombies was obviously not as fast as the speed at which the zombies gathered.
The zombies accumulated more and more, and some zombies even climbed onto other zombies, climbing higher and higher layer by layer.
Seeing that the zombies were about to flood the roof, at this time, Qin Hao's pea shooter and watermelon throwing machine arranged in advance should come into play.
Following Qin Hao's order, the pea shooter and the watermelon throwing machine started firing wildly.
The zombies are too dense, often a pea bullet can penetrate four or five zombies, and a watermelon shell can kill dozens of zombies.
The experience slot on the farm interface is like riding a rocket, and it is rising!
But Qin Hao still underestimated the power of the zombies gathering together, and the steel plates around the warehouse kept creaking overwhelmedly.
Severe deformation had occurred in several places. Upon seeing this scene, Qin Hao quickly took down the title of "the man destined to be a zombie".
The situation eased.
There were no zombies outside the warehouse. Qin Hao even grabbed and killed them. The number of zombies began to decrease.
By the time Qin Hao successfully captured the last zombie, it was already over nine o'clock in the evening.
Qin Hao was almost tired and paralyzed. Qin Hao was busy working non-stop for more than eleven hours.
However, the harvest this time is indeed very rich. There are more than 200,000 zombies in the zombie enclosure, and 530,000 experience points have been accumulated in the experience slot.
Just when Qin Hao was overjoyed, the system sounded a reminder.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, the cumulative number of zombies captured has exceeded 500,000, and the zombie rods have reached the upgrade conditions. May I ask whether the host has been upgraded."
Surprise! It's another surprise! Qin Hao quickly chose yes.
A blue light flashed, and the zombie rod in Qin Hao's hand turned into a two-meter-long scythe, completely dark and cold.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, the zombie rod has successfully upgraded the death sickle. The host can switch between the two forms of death sickle at will according to his needs."
"The white sickle form allows you to control the length of the sickle and the killing range at will. Zombies attacked by the white sickle are captured by the system by default!"
"The black sickle form can be perfectly integrated with the host's ability. The zombie system that is attacked by the black sickle is slashed by default!"
At this time, Qin Hao can no longer describe with surprise, ecstasy, really ecstasy.
With the change of Qin Hao's mind, the white sickle and black sickle switched seamlessly. This was a divine tool, a real divine tool.
Qin Hao sighed sincerely, "The system is awesome!"