Zhao Jinduo was startled by the fat man. He rushed to the coffin and said tremblingly: "What did you say? Jin Dao..."

"Already dead." Xie Bangui grabbed the fat man's words, but kept the knife in his hand hanging on Zhao Jindao's chest in a downward cutting position. It wasn't that he didn't believe his own judgment, but that he didn't want to cause any discomfort.

Necessary trouble.

The fat man still didn't give up: "Look at Jin Dao's face, his expression is moving."

The moment Xie Bangui struck the sword, Zhao Jindao's brows suddenly tightened, and the muscles on his face twitched violently, as if he was enduring the pain of seppuku.

Xie Bangui shook his head and said: "He has no heartbeat, no breathing, his limbs are stiff, and there are corpse spots. After I performed the knife, only a little black blood flowed out of the wound... Does he still look like a living person?

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"But... but..." Fatty said "but" for a long time but didn't say anything.

Xie Bangui sighed: "I can understand your mood. But now is not the time to be emotional, especially Brother Zhao. If you don't strike again, you have to make the decision."

Zhao Jindao nodded vigorously with red eyes: "Let's do it!"

Xie Bangui dropped the knife again. After the blade cut two inches into Zhao Jindao's chest, he suddenly pushed it out for half a minute. Xie Bangui let go of the blade and let the short knife penetrate the corpse's chest. He turned sideways and squatted down against the side of the coffin.

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Viewed from a horizontal direction, the knife he inserted into the chest of the corpse was gradually withdrawing from the flesh.

"What's going on?" Zhao Jinduo was shocked and used the method of uploading the voice to enter the secret. He was obviously extremely cautious.

Xie Bangui shook his head and said he didn't know.

But Lao Qian whispered: "Look, the muscles near the blade are still rigid and cannot even move. There is no blood foam on the blade. Why do I feel like something is pushing the knife inside?"

Woolen cloth?"

Just like what Lao Qian said, if a knife is pierced into a living person, even if it is not pulled out, it will automatically withdraw due to muscle spasm and internal pressure. Zhao Jindao's body definitely does not have this condition now.

The current situation is as if Zhao Jindao has a hand growing in his belly. When he notices something invading his territory, he stretches out a finger, presses the tip of the knife and pushes it out little by little.

"Be careful." Xie Bangui suddenly stood up, pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, clasped the back of his right hand with his left hand, and pressed down hard with both palms. The blade of more than a foot long suddenly penetrated Zhao Jindao's chest.

More than half.

The corpse, which had its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes angrily. The body from the chest upwards was suddenly lifted up, and when it stood sideways and stared at Xie Bangui, black blood splattered from the eye sockets, and the pupils were blurred by the blood and were cold.

The eyelids stood up to the extreme, and at first glance it looked like a poisonous snake standing upright and ready to bite people.

"Push him down!" Xie Bangui used another force to make the blade penetrate the corpse directly into the coffin. As soon as he nailed Zhao Jindao's upper body to the coffin board, he heard a strong wind behind his head. Xie Bangui turned slightly sideways.

With his body, he used his shoulders to support Zhao Jindao's suddenly kicked legs. He suddenly leaned back, stretched out his arms and smashed away the two wooden boards on the side of the coffin. When his head fell to the ground, he also smashed the tail board of the coffin.

It was also knocked out.

When he was lying on the coffin with Zhao Jindao's legs pressed down, only a bottom board was left in the heavy wooden coffin.

Xie Bangui blocked his legs, smashed the coffin, and lay on his back in one go. The end of his shouting faded and he had already controlled Zhao Jindao's legs. Old Qian, who was standing opposite him, grabbed Zhao Jindao's hair.

, and pushed his head back again while pressing down hard.

"Nails!" Xie Bangui, who was half lying down, caught the two ground-locking nails thrown by the fat man. With his back to Zhao Jindao's ankles, he raised his hand and slapped them down. The several-inch-long steel nails shattered with two sounds.

The sound of bones penetrated the corpse's feet two inches into the coffin, and the lower body of the corpse was completely nailed to the coffin board.

As soon as Xie Bangui stood up, he heard a "stab" sound, which sounded like a harsh sound when cotton was torn, coming from the opposite side of him. When he stood up, Zhao Jindao's scalp body happened to come face to face with each other.

The corpse's shoulders swayed twice, but there was no other movement. Xie Bangui punched the corpse in the chest and then laid it back down.

Lao Qian didn't expect that Zhao Jindao's corpse would suddenly break off his scalp. He sat up from the coffin with a knife on his chest and attacked Xie Bangui. He was stunned with a piece of bloody scalp in his hand. The fat man froze on the spot.

But he reacted first, pulled out two more ground-locking nails, and nailed them into the shoulder armor of the corpse with both hands raised: "Jin Dao, is this a fake corpse?"

"After the corpse was faked, the corpse's arms could move, but his arms were disabled." Xie Bangui picked up Zhao Jindao's soft arm and said: "After he sat up, he obviously wanted to reach out and pinch my neck, but he didn't lift his hand.

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Lao Qian reached out and touched the arm of the corpse: "The bones of the arm are not broken and the tendons are intact. Why can't it be lifted up?"

"You'll find out when you cut open the corpse." When Xie Bangui pressed his palm against the handle of the knife again, a pleading expression appeared on the corpse's face. However, this time no one stopped Xie Bangui from dissecting the corpse.

Xie Bangui violently slashed the corpse from the chest to the lower abdomen, then used his Soul-Destroying Claw to clasp the knife edge to the left and right and completely tear open the corpse's abdomen.

Zhao Jindao's internal organs were almost completely dry and deformed. They were like a layer of wax paper stuck tightly around the abdominal cavity. In the empty belly lay a head figure with a ferocious face. It looked like a human head had been stuffed inside.

Same in the belly.

Two tree-root-like tentacles protrude from the bottom of the human head, and follow the meridians of the human body to Zhao Jindao's legs. However, a tentacle on the top of the grimace's head pierces the depths of Zhao Jindao's head along the spine of the corpse.

After the grimace was exposed, he suddenly let out a whimpering sound, and blood and tears flowed across his facial features. Within a moment, they shriveled up and fell into Zhao Jindao's abdomen like a dried pear.

Xie Bangui flicked the blade from his claw back, followed the original edge to the top of the corpse, and broke the corpse's head into two halves.

Zhao Jindao's mind has long become empty, leaving only a bunch of tangled tentacles, serialized on his facial features:

"No wonder the corpse's expression moves. All his reactions just now were controlled by this grimace."

Xie Bangui took a deep breath, carefully picked up the withered ghost face, pointed at the small tentacles protruding from both sides of the ghost face and said: "There are two tentacles missing from the ghost face, they should be the two tentacles that control the arms.

It’s broken…”
Chapter completed!