He reached out and wiped the air, and the corpse and blood stains on the ground disappeared instantly. He pinched his collar and gently lifted it, and Li Jie's clothes instantly turned into a black robe.

Putting on Benjamin Parker's slightly weathered wrinkled face, Li Jie nodded after looking in the mirror. This was in line with the priest's compassionate image.

After thinking about it, Li Jie came up with another black Bible in his hand. He opened a page at random and read, "If your enemy is hungry, give him food; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. Because

If you do this, you will heap coals of fire on his head. Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good..."

"God, is there some serious disease in this old man's mind?" Li Jie frowned. Sure enough, he couldn't understand the logic of religion, and he could only tremble.

"To deal with enemies, I personally think this thing is the most reliable." Li Jie took out a Remington m870 from his pocket, slid the handguard, and made a crisp cocking sound.

"Feeding the dead with the living is a hopeless world. They are all guilty!"

…

Two figures walking towards the street, supporting each other and stumbling, were Wolverine Logan and Punisher Frank. They successfully killed the Ogre Hulk and won, but they also paid a certain price.

Logan had several broken ribs, and his right hand was bitten off by the ogre Hulk, which has not yet grown back; Frank's left leg was broken and he now walks with a limp.

"By the way, did you really remember the direction correctly?" Logan asked this question for the first time.

"I broke my legs, not my brain." Frank used a piece of wood as a crutch, "If you keep trying to fight me, I'll shoot your head off!"

"Haha, I have a self-healing factor."

"Okay, okay, okay, you're awesome."

The two of them passed the boring time by talking trash to each other along the way. Their goal was Frank's safe house. However, due to their injuries, in order not to expose their whereabouts, they had to choose to start from another zombie and food.

Take a detour through streets with fewer people and monsters.

In addition to their sense of smell, ogres and zombies also have excellent hearing. Any noise can attract the attention of these monsters, not to mention the dynamic music beat.

"Damn it, Frank, did you hear that?" Logan suddenly asked in a daze.

"I heard it." Frank frowned, "I just thought it was my ears that were hallucinating..."

The two looked at each other, and Frank suddenly said, "The music came from the corner of the street. If I remember correctly, there is a church there, but I have been there before and didn't find any survivors."

"It can't be that the speakers have become self-aware and are boring, right? This is not Transformers."

"Your usual amusements amaze me."

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly." Logan said in a deep voice, "If there are really survivors there, I will take him back to the Arctic survivor base."

"Are you sure you want to save this idiot who plays music in a city full of zombies and ogres?" Frank said, "Even if we rush over, that guy might have been eaten to nothing but his bones.

"

"Mainly out of curiosity." Logan glanced at Frank, "If he dares to play music in the city, this person is either a lunatic who is not afraid of death, or he is extremely confident in his own strength. No matter from which point of view, that person will be a lunatic.

Good helper.”

"What you said makes sense." Frank glanced at the wooden stick in his hand, and then at Logan's bitten off right hand, "We really need a stronger helper in this situation."

The two changed directions and headed to the church at the corner of the street. After walking for about five or six minutes, they approached their destination, but they discovered a rather unusual sight.

I saw more than two digits of monster corpses lying on the ground. Each monster corpse was beaten to pieces, and the corpses extended all the way to the church at the corner of the street.

"It looks like this music player has two brushes..." Frank was very satisfied with the tragic state of the corpses in front of him.

"Look over there..."

Frank looked in the direction of Logan's finger. In broad daylight, there were two huge speakers at the door of the church, and Phoenix Legend's "The Most Dazzling National Style" was playing loudly inside.

"This Chinese song sounds very exciting." Logan nodded rhythmically to the dynamic music, "I have a hunch that the person playing the music will be a very interesting guy."

"Look over there."

In the direction of Frank's finger, a large wave of zombies and ogres were rushing towards the church in groups from a distance. At the door of the church, a gray-haired priest who looked like he was elderly stood at the door of the church.

On the high platform, he faced the oncoming corpses without fear.

The priest had a large, thick gold chain hanging on his chest, a pair of Terminator-style sunglasses on his face, and a burning cigar in his mouth.

“The Lord says, you grandchildren are all guilty!”

Li Jie took out a Gatling gun with a base from behind his buttocks, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the group of corpses under the high platform, and held on to the trigger without letting go.

"Da da da da——"

Gatling's rotating barrel spurted out blue tongues of fire, and the high-speed flying bullets crazily harvested the monsters on the battlefield like the scythe of death.

Monsters came in like a tide. Those monsters that Li Jie smashed were just a drop in the bucket compared to the total number. Li Jie took a sip of the strawberry-flavored cigar in his mouth and gently pressed the red button with a black skull painted next to it.

The baffle under the high platform opened, and several black gun barrels protruded from it. After a moment, a spark ignited in front of the muzzle, and blazing tongues of flame suddenly spewed out from the black muzzle.

As the mechanical gears clicked, the floor equipped with the flamethrower began to rotate, setting off layers of fire and igniting the zombies and ogres that rushed near the high platform into burning fireballs.

Switching the Gatling gun with unlimited bullets (which will not overheat) to automatic sentry mode, Li Jie took out two axes from behind his butt, turned the strawberry-flavored cigar in his mouth into bubble gum, chewed it while following "The Last

Show off the ethnic style" and dance rhythmically.

"Change the disc!"

The BGM was switched from "The Most Dazzling National Style" to "I Will Not Go to Hell" by Huang Yinghua, which is the victory dance of the Ax Gang in Kung Fu.

With the same dance in the movie dancing at his feet, Li Jie held two axes and walked briskly towards the zombie monster that had climbed to the high platform. He chopped wildly at its head. In an instant, all the bones were broken, muscles were broken, and flesh and blood were seen.

Flying horizontally.

Li Jie changed his foot movements from the ax gang to Michael Jackson's moonwalk. He jumped down from the high platform and staged an unparalleled grass-cutting performance among the monsters of zombies and ogres.

With the roar of the machine gun, the cold light of the ax, and the roaring and wailing, Li Jie was like Constantine from hell. When Li Jie brought down the last monster, he suddenly raised his middle finger to finish.

After calming down, Li Jie seemed to realize something. He suddenly straightened up and turned his head, just in time to see the somewhat dazed figures of Logan and Frank at the corner of the street.

"The lunatic is looking over here..." Frank murmured, "Do we really want to go there?"

"That guy reminds me of a guy named Wilson." Logan covered his face with his hands and said helplessly, "I hate these lunatics."
Chapter completed!