Shout!
The giant zombie let out an angry roar, as loud as a dragon elephant, rolling up a layer of snow and dust.
Pulling out the mountain, the giant zombie hit the sign of the caf é with a fist like a tire from a fifty ton heavy-duty locomotive.
The impression of Meilun\\u0027s exquisite decoration and splendor is that the caf é has turned into rubble under the fists of the giant zombies.
The scattered wind chimes were scattered all over the ground, the ingenious furniture was torn apart, and even the painted pink message wall was destroyed. The tragedy was even more terrifying than after the demolition team swept through.
The shattered caf é is ravaged by a giant zombie\\u0027s seven meter tall body, like a young girl without any underwear, how can it be tormented!
Not far from the caf é on the street, an elderly monk with blood dripping down his body was staring at the giant zombie and trembling all over.
Younger Martial Brother Dingyuan... Ah, you evil ghost running out of Shura Hell, you dare to harm my younger martial brother\\u0027s life. I will never give up with you
The old monk let out a hoarse roar, threw away his Zen stick, and removed the tattered cassock wrapped around his body, revealing the high explosive bag that was bound all over him!
Laozi, no, I\\u0027m fighting with you! \\\"The old monk rushed towards the zombie.
Fixed body senior brother, absolutely not. \\\"Another skinny old monk quickly jumped up and grabbed the senior brother with the explosive bag on his back.
During the entanglement, a person rolled out of the ruins of the coffee shop, like a field mouse, cleverly sneaking through the crotch of the giant zombie and arriving at the two old monks.
Senior brothers, why are you still here? Quickly retreat
The speaker is still an old monk.
However, this old monk had no need for black eyebrows, a short and sturdy figure, with a bare arm wrapped in a cassock, and his strong muscles emitting a shiny radiance. The whole person was also quite energetic.
Junior Brother Dingyuan, you are still alive! Great, Amitabha. \\\"The old monk with the explosive bag on his back showed surprise and praised my Buddha\\u0027s mercy, so he decided not to die together anymore.
Giant zombies are still pounding the building, crushing the coffee shop to pieces with all their heart, but they don\\u0027t realize that their target has quietly slipped away.
The three old monks, holding onto each other in the shape of a rabbit, quickly ran a hundred meters away. Just as they were about to escape from the Heavenly Sky, the remaining blood stains on their bodies were discovered by giant zombies.
The large zombie, who was engaged in demolition work, suddenly realized that Gouri\\u0027s target had run away and was in a state of anger. He bounced on the ground like a wild ox injected with stimulants, charging towards the three old monks.
As the three monks were stunned, one sounded.
Three senior brothers, dodge! \\\"A large monk appeared at the intersection in front of the street where the monks were fleeing, wearing a missile launcher.
It\\u0027s a monk again!
This monk is extraordinary. He is 2.2 meters tall and has a surprisingly large physique, looking like a sturdy giant.
The giant was carrying a missile launcher, with four Nipton guided missiles flashing terrifying lights on the launcher.