Chapter seven hundred and sixteen: successive deaths(2/2)
"What if it is?"
......
A dozen people gathered together and argued endlessly.
The zombies behind were still hitting the aisle door leading to Car No. 9 and Car No. 8, one after another.
At this time, Carly, who was trembling in the crowd, finally stopped trembling.
Her body tilted, her head suddenly tilted, leaning slanted on her shoulders, her head full of blonde hair spread on her face.
Just as the person in front of her looked back, he was shocked.
"You are crazy!" the man cursed, not reacting at all. Carly had been melted by the corpse.
Then the next moment, Carly, who had lost her mind and left her desire for food, grabbed him and bit his neck.
"Ah!" The bitten man immediately screamed, and at the same time he pushed Carly away, who had been transformed into a corpse.
Carly, who was pushed away, hit the person behind him, and turned his head without hesitation and whispered again.
At this time, the others finally reacted and their faces were pale.
"Zombie, she has become a zombie!"
"Run!"
"Don't bite me, Carly, it's me, ah!!!"
......
The sudden corpse of Carly was like a grenade thrown into the pond, and the crowd exploded.
Everyone ran forward desperately. At this time, they no longer cared about the large group of zombies in the No. 6 car in front of them. There was only a dead end to stay. Only by rushing forward could there be a glimmer of hope.
In the crowd, the person who had just been bitten on his neck completed the corpse in just a few seconds, his eyes turned gray and white, and he bit him when he saw someone.
The door of the carriage in front opened and the crowd rushed into the carriage No. 6.
In the No. 7 car behind him, three zombies were crazily biting two people who had not yet transformed into corpses.
But in just a moment, the three-headed zombies stopped moving. The two of them, who were still screaming for a while, got up a little stiffly, their eyes were gray and they had obviously been completely transformed into a corpse.
"Ao!"
"roar!"
"Roar!" "Roar!"
......
In the No. 6 carriage, there were nearly thirty zombies roaring in excitement or anger.
With a "bang", the zombie that was still roaring was beaten to half of its chin and fell to the seat next to it.
The six people holding baseball bats were back to back and forth, constantly breaking forward.
Although there are many zombies in the carriage No. 6, there is only a little space in the aisle, and there are only limited zombies that pounce on at one time. In addition, the six of them are holding baseball bats in their hands and working together back-to-back, and they instantly broke through the blockade of these zombies.
In front is the aisle leading to No. 5, and there are some newspapers on the glass of the aisle door.
Chapter completed!