Chapter 208: 1.208 Less than enough

Chapter 208 1.208
Liu Yexin screamed at the mouth, and subconsciously grabbed the arm of Brother Wang next to him, with a look of terror.
Because the door of the wooden shed was opened, a rotten corpse with half a face missing was rushed towards her body.
With such close contact, Liu Yexin was scared to urinate on the spot, and he was about to sit on the ground.
Brother Wang grabbed Liu Yexin and flung it back immediately. He faced the corpse directly, and a mysterious force hit the opponent's head.
However, the shaking corpse did not fall, but instead he grabbed at Brother Wang fiercely, his hands rotten to the point where the bones had pierced the skin, and he held Brother Wang's neck tightly.
Brother Wang had a straight cough. Fortunately, Situ Yi should react in time. A black light hit the head of the corpse again, and he directly cut most of his head to the ground and rolled it at the foot of Willow Leaf.
Before Liu Yexin screamed, he was kicked by the angered Zongmen brothers, "Shut up!"
Brother Wang breathed a long sigh of relief, and coughed a few times as he covered his throat, "kekekeke".
Everyone saw that the circle around his neck was already Wu Qing, and there was a shallow blood mark, and it was obvious how much effort the corpse had used.
Just after everyone took a sigh of relief.
Qiao Mu glanced at the half-head of the dead body lying on the ground, and suddenly raised his crossbow in his hand and aimed at Brother Wang's head.
Everyone was taken aback, and even subconsciously stopped the trees, "Little sister! What do you do?"
The child's cold voice rose slowly, "Brother, you are infected. Sorry!"
White fluff on his body is a sign of the tertiary corpse.
On the half of the head on the ground, it was clear that half of the face was covered with white fluff.
There is a long blood mark on the neck of Brother Wang, and the wound has been scratched lightly, he! He was scratched by a tertiary corpse.
There is at most a fifteen day incubation period.
Then he will mutate, and only by eradicating him now will he be able to permanently destroy the troubles that are about to occur.
The eyes of Master Tiandao's brothers turned red instantly, "No, it won't!"
"Go ahead and talk." Brother Wang was extraordinarily calm, directing everyone to move into the enclosed shed.
"Zombie!" Xiong Yan sang loudly.
Among the twenty or so gray-faced, shabby-faced people in the corner, one stood up shakily, cracked lips and cracked several openings.
"Don't do it, sir. I am a soldier of the court. We are all soldiers in the North Camp, not corpses." The soldiers who spoke tried to swallow saliva, and made the whole statement.
Xiong Yan blocked the door with his backhand. Although everyone entered the house, they were still on guard.
Ge Yan said, "A third-level corpse jumped out among you just now. You must have been scratched, too."
"No, no," the soldier explained difficultly. "We've been trapped here for about four or five days. The companion has just been wrong since last night."
"Master, we tied him up, who knew he would suddenly break free and rush to the door." Another soldier grinned weakly, clutching a broken rope, "We have no strength to stop him."
The atmosphere was depressed for a while, until a thumping sound came from the top of the wooden shed.
Everyone looked up, and the third-level mutant corpse was lying on the wooden shed, pounding the shed.
(End of this chapter)