Chapter 15 - 15

In the crowd of onlookers, with a shout, they were pushed away.

A dozen young people rushed in, each with a baleful aura.

"Brother Peng."

Cry out in unison, with the steel pipes in the hands of the dozen or so young people, some timid owners and workers quickly left in fright , dare not be a melon eater here.

...

Zhang Depeng, who took a few steps back, stopped.

"Bah!"

fiercely spit, but Zhang Depeng laughed ferociously in the face of zombie uncle who was striding forward.

To monopolize such a large community, it is impossible to have just three or several little brothers. Does the other party think that he has only so many people? How naive.

These days, fights must be ruthless if they are not big men. The real ruthless ones are young people.

Young, passionate, impulsive, doing things without thinking about the consequences. This kind of person is the most terrifying.

These young people are not married and have children. Everything is about being chic. As long as they have money, it is very common for them to fight. Compared with the family members who have a family, these young people are his support for Zhang Depeng.

Seeing the arrival of his subordinate younger brother, Zhang Depeng's arrogance rose to the sky.

Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes, but in the dark he stopped zombie uncle, Guo Zheng and the others also let go.

A dozen young people surrounded Lu Chuan and the others without Zhang Depeng's orders.

"Kill him to death, dare to run wild here."

"This kid is so rude, beat him."

"Dare to bully Brother Peng, he is In courting death."

"This old fart is the old birthday star who hanged himself."

The young people have angry expressions on their faces, waving their arms holding steel pipes, Under the courage of many people, it turned out to be eager to have a try.

"Arrogant, why aren't you arrogant?"

Zhang Depeng, who thought he had the chance to win, walked up to Lu Chuan.

Zombie Uncle was in front of Zhang Depeng, and he took out a fruit knife from his pocket with a blank face.

Zhang Depeng complexion changed, subconsciously took a few steps back, staring at zombie uncle.

A dozen young people were even more excited when they saw the knife being used. They were more than a dozen of them, and they used a long steel pipe, and they were afraid of a small fruit knife from the other party? They are not afraid to make things bigger, only in this way can they be stimulated and their heroes will appear.

zombie uncle ignored Zhang Depeng's retreating motion, but the fruit knife he was holding did not hesitate to stab it into his thigh.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Depeng and more than a dozen young people had their eyes almost popping out.

What's the matter, the other party is self-harming?

The power of the zombie uncle, its straight-line thinking, without any flexibility, executes Lu Chuan's instructions 100%, this blade is also 100% power, the consequence is that this two The ten-centimeter fruit knife was inserted directly into the handle.

Zombie uncle's thigh was directly penetrated, exposing the tip of the knife.

The melon-eating crowd composed of owners and workers also stared at this blade with their mouths open.

Through the thigh, how hard is it to do this?

But...

Zombie Uncle's face, as always, has no expression, cold and old-fashioned, extremely cold.

It's as if... it's as if this blade was inserted, not in my own thigh, but in someone else's thigh.

Without waiting for everyone to come back to his senses, zombie uncle pulled out the fruit knife with his arms again, and brought a spout of blood, making the place bloody and hideous Chilled.

"gu lu..."

Some timid, couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, it was really scary.

"pu!"

Before they could react, the knife went up and down again, and the zombie uncle stabbed the other thigh with a knife, also directly piercing the thigh .

"My mother!"

No matter how fiercely ruthless, seeing zombie uncle's actions, he wouldn't dare to say that he was ruthless.

This self-inflicted self-mutilation, not a ruthless person, can't play at all.

Sister, this is your own thigh. You can do it as soon as you say it, and you just don't let go of your left and right legs. This ruthlessness, wherever it is placed, is one of the very best characters, absolutely ruthless.

Against this ruthless, who doesn't feel a chill in their hearts?

Looking at how ill the other party is, depending on the degree of blood loss, death from hemorrhagic shock is possible.

Zhang Depeng was frightened and looked at the fruit knife that penetrated his thigh in horror.

In sharp contrast, Zombie Uncle's expression is the same as before, indifferent as if the thighs are not his own. this severe pain, didn't even snort.

The strong contrast gave Zhang Depeng a sense of fright.

This ruthless, being so ruthless to himself, will only be more ruthless to the enemy.

A dozen young people who were fearing nothing in Heaven or Earth before closed their mouths completely, not daring to take a breath.

In front of this ruthless, they felt their guts tremble.

Really conflict, this kind of ruthless, he dares to kill.

No one wants to die.

Looking at the blood all over the floor, things seem to be getting bigger.

Zombie Uncle pulled out the fruit knife again, held it in his hand, and glanced over Zhang Depeng's body with empty, emotionless eyes, and the chill caused Zhang Depeng to shudder.

It seems that this person can use a fruit knife to stab him again at any time.

Not just zombie uncle, that brat, the old man...looks exactly the same.

"No way these are ruthless, right?"

Zhang Depeng was scared, who would have thought of a small decoration company's supervision, such a good fork, you can pull as much as you want. Ruthless people come?

The face was cloudy and sunny, Zhang Depeng clenched the teeth: "Let's go."

Zhang Depeng saw that some owners took pictures, and some called, I am afraid they reported police.

It's good that the other party self-harmed, but when the police came, they couldn't get rid of it.

A group of people left in despair.

Watching the other party leave, Lu Chuan showed a meaningful smile.

...

Lu Chuan planned it all when the zombies were made.

Zombie is a person with a name and a surname.

But zombies have no identity, no household registration, so they are black households. From the very beginning, Lu Chuan didn't plan to force it. If the police came, how would zombie uncle their identity problem be solved?

Deterrence became Lu Chuan's method.

zombie uncle The identity of their zombie, the special existence of the undead, is Lu Chuan's method of deterrence.

You can't hurt people, so let's do it. Anyway, zombie uncle can stab a few times in the heart, and a few stabs in the thigh can only be said to be a piece of cake.

Lu Chuan tried zombie uncle on the bus, and there was not even a drop of blood.

On the bus, it can be said to be magic.

It is necessary to deter Zhang Depeng and his group, saying that magic will definitely not work and needs realistic effects.

Before arriving at the community, Lu Chuan had packed two bags of red ink in plastic bags and tied them to zombie uncle's thighs. Covered with pants, this blade went down, the bag burst, and "blood" naturally spewed out.

Realistic effect, coupled with zombie uncle, which runs through the thighs, Lu Chuan gave 100 points for this forceful effect.

Looking at zombie uncle's actions, even Lu Chuan, an insider, is jumping with caution, let alone other people.

As soon as Zhang Depeng left, Lu Chuan said, "It's gone."

Not staying here any longer, Lu Chuan took the zombie uncles to the elevator and left the place. A place of right and wrong.

The zombie uncle, who had just been extremely ruthless, walked away without a trace of abnormality, holding the fruit knife and strode away, looking at the way it was walking, where is the person who just had two knives in his thigh?

The owners and workers who have not yet dispersed, saw this scene, eyes opened wide.