This man was infinitely strong, his hands were grasped behind, grabbed Wang Qiang's collar, and threw himself in front of him.

Wang Qiang could not grasp, the whole person was thrown out and fell heavily on the opposite wall.The wall is hung with a lot of wreaths, all falling on the ground, the flowers broken into a petal, mixed in the anti-corrosion liquid, the whole living room is incoherd, exuding a very bad smell.

The man smashed the living room, and the nose and eyes spewing out two white breaths, suddenly turned to the second floor.

He jumped up and hugged the man’s legs.The man did not care for him at all, and took a step forward to go to the second floor.Zhang Hong in the anti-corrosion liquid forward, all wet, all dark yellow, he shouted: "Old king, dead, come!"

Wang Qiang got up from the ground, picked up a garland on the ground, pulled out all the flowers on it, and inside it was a metal ring.He quickly ran over, jumped up and stepped on the sofa, jumped up, jumped behind the man, put the metal ring tightly around his neck, and tried his best to break back.

He sat on his mind and arched it above.The man's neck broke back, legs forward, even if the force is infinite, can not stand the laws of physics, people like a lever is generally turned, heavy fall to the ground, smash a piece of water.

Zhang Hong pulled up Wang Qiang and asked in horror what to do.

Wang Qiang said, "This person is strange, it seems that there is no pain."

Zhang Hong pulled an antique dagger from his back ass, threw off the knife, and took root in the man's thigh.When the knife was pierced to the meat, it was even bobbing open, completely unable to tie down, and the trousers cut a long mouth.

The two looked down, the man's thighs appeared a kind of dark blue, looked a bit like carrion, and very hard, not normal people should have.

Just as they were stumbling, the man suddenly stood up straight from the lying state, and neither knee was bent.Pointing to Zhang Hong and Wang Qiang is two punches, Wang Qiang reacted quickly, is about to avoid, see Zhang Hong can not hide, between the electric firestone he made a decision, he fiercely blocked in front of Zhang Hong.This punch is like steel like iron, is smashing on Wang Qiang, the impact actually hit the back of Zhang Hong, the two people fell to the ground at the same time.

Zhang Hong turned up, hugged Wang Qiang, and shouted how it was.

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and hissed inhaled cold air: "The ribs hurt badly."

Zhang Honghong's eyes were about to go up, and Wang Qiang grabbed him: "This person is not an ordinary person."

“I know,” Zhang Hong said, “it must be the living dead.”There is a secret trick in the head that kills the living and kills the dead, and then uses the secret to form King Kong's body, and then uses it as a weapon.This method of controlling the body is not only recorded in the secret of various countries, China is called zombies, Europe is called zombies, Haiti is called the living dead."

“You mean this guy is a corpse?”The king asked.

“Yes.”Zhang Hong watched the man step by step toward the second floor.Now not only are the two of them fighting the Fa, the ghost king upstairs must have also reached a certain critical point, if attacked by this man again, I am afraid that there is less murder.

“So what?”The king asked.

"There's only one way," Zhang Hong said, "I've never seen this kind of art, and I just want one way."

Wang Qiang asked, what is it?

Zhang Hong said, "The best way is to destroy his brain."

Wang Qiang looked at him with the eyes of inquiry.

Zhang Hong said, “The zombies abroad have been destroyed in this way.”

Wang Qianglu thought: "The living dead are not perpetual motion, there must be a certain source of energy and control system, then destroy his head first."

"Well, hold him, I'll cut my head," Zhang Hong licked his lips and said, "Our brothers have not fought together for a long time."

Two people ran quickly towards the stairs, Wang Qiang picked up a rope, the man was about to go upstairs, Wang Qiang suddenly stretched out his legs, the man bowed his head to see, Wang Qiang hit a dead buckle, and then pulled hard, the man suddenly fell.

Wang Qiang pulled him down, the man did not speak but struggled, his legs alternately pedaling back and forth.

Wang Qiang bit his teeth and dragged him downstairs, Zhang Hong had already climbed to a half-high place, suddenly jumped down, holding the dagger in his hand, straight down.Just listen to the "poof", this knife is stabbed into the man's right eye.The man let out a howl, and a large amount of yellow-green mucus came out of the wound of the eyes, with a stench, and a glimmer of gushing out.

The man punched Zhang Hong and kept rolling on the ground.The ground was full of anti-corrosion liquid and glass piers, inserted him all over, tossing for a while gradually did not move.

He lay down on the ground facing down, the clothes behind him torn into rotten strips, and he could see that the skin was indeed an inanimate dark blue, and it should be a long time before he died.

Zhang Hong walked over, playing with his feet to play the man's clothes, he called: "Don, you come to see."

Wang Qiang walked over and saw that the man's back had a tattoo, a white chrysanthemum, which looked a bit like a burr-like sun.

Wang Qiang crouched down and looked at it carefully, and I saw it in the sheriff's son, and immediately recognized it, which was the sign of the nine-keeper's door.At first I saw it in the agitation of the Yangtze River Fengshui Bureau and Shan Zhifu.

The two men were watching when they heard a woman’s scream on the second floor.

Zhang Hong ran upstairs, Wang Qiang followed behind, and the two went up to the second floor.

On the carpet of the second floor hall, the ghost king sat against the wall, holding a black and white photo of a woman in his hand, and the ghost king was filled with a wide range of objects, all kinds of gods, and all kinds of little ghosts.The ghost king's face was ugly, staring closely at the front of nothing, and the shadows of his hands were creaking.

I am the soul body, can clearly feel the existence of the phallus, at this time, I saw such a scene.In front of the demon king, less than a meter, two women were facing each other.To be sure, both of them are in the dark.

A bride wearing a white wedding dress, her eyes are cold in front of the ghost king.Across from her stood a genial Japanese kimono woman.The bride held out two hands, formed a claw-like shape, slowly opened her mouth, groaned, and rolled black air to the opposite side.Japanese women's hands are constantly stamped, and the whole body emits the general light of white chrysanthemums, which not only blocks the black air, but also has the potential of aggression.

Zhang Hong is also a black witch, obviously saw this scene, and immediately said: "I go down to take the magic weapon, you wait."

Wang Qiang walked slowly and came to the side of the two female infidels, who obviously saw him and turned back together.

Wang Qiang said softly, “Lizi...”

The Japanese kimono woman stagnated a little, her eyes fixed on Wang Qiang.Wang Qiang whispered something in Japanese, and then sang an old Japanese song.

I don't understand what he said, but I can clearly feel that this is a song that expresses love.He had just called the Japanese woman Lizi, is the woman in front of him his first love?But how can this be, now occupy Wang Qiang's body of the small forest government is a World War II figure, the distance has been more than 70 years, even if the first love is alive in the world, it is estimated to be 90 years old, and the woman in front of her is obviously a young woman, not more than thirty-five years old, what happened here?

The Japanese kimono woman was obviously moved, just under this sluggishness, the ghost king suddenly exerted force, stimulated the whole body of the Fa, almost crushed the left-behind the hand, the bride's ghost was suddenly strong, and the call issued was more sharp and straight punctured the eardrum.

Japanese kimono women are angry, no longer pay attention to Wang Qiang, faster change handprints, the frown of the eyebrows is more abundant, the light of the white chrysanthemums is suddenly strong.

I could see that the ghost king had been extremely hard, he was full of cold sweat, his clothes were soaked, and he was dripping on the left of the photo.

At this time, Zhang Hong flew up, tucked Chen Long's head to Wang Qiang, and said loudly, "Quick, start."

Who knows, Wang Qiang did not take over, but gently probed his hand and reached out to the woman in the kimono.His hand touched the yin.

The woman suddenly turned back, screaming, and a hand was covered on Wang Qiang’s head.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that Wang Qiang had become "empty".How to say, the powerful mind is gone, the soul is gone, only a body!

I took a breath and suddenly realized that the opportunity was coming, the mood was ecstatic, and the small forest government that occupied Wang Qiang's body was gone!

I drilled out from Shirley and entered Wang Qiang's body, that feeling could not be described, refreshed, and comfortable.There is a sense of the thrill of landing in the absence of the fall, and finally landed smoothly.

I opened my eyes, and for an instant, it was really a moment, all the sensations of the body came, and the audio-visual smelled, and the tingling of the ribs beneath my chest.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back, and my ass sat on the ground, so I felt that my whole body was soaked.

Zhang Hong hugged me and said, “King, are you okay?”

I looked at him, and I looked at the ghost king not far away, and could not speak for a while.