The crowd of onlookers was squeezed apart with a yell.

A dozen young men surged in, each carrying a fierce aura.

"Brother Peng."

Shouting in unison, paired with the steel pipes carried in the hands of these dozens of young men, some timid owners and workers, scared, quickly left, not daring to be a crowd of eaters here.

............

Zhang Depeng, who had taken a few steps back, but stopped.

"Bah!"

Viciously spat a mouthful of saliva, facing the big step urgent zombie uncle, Zhang Depeng but viciously smiled.

To monopolise such a big district, just three or so minions, simply impossible. Does the other party think that they only have so many people? Really naive.

These days, the fight is not a big man must be ruthless, the real ruthless, is young people.

Young, hot-blooded, impulsive, do things without thinking, do not care about the consequences. This kind of person, is the most terrible.

These young people are not married and have children, everything is about a dash, as long as the money, let them fight is the usual thing. Compared to his subordinates who are afraid of the future and have families, these young people are his Zhang Depeng's dependence.

Seeing the arrival of his subordinates, Zhang Depeng's anger rose to the sky.

Lu Chuan eyes narrowed, but secretly let the zombie uncle stopped, Guo Zheng they also loosened their hands.

More than ten young people, without Zhang Depeng's command, surrounded Lu Chuan and the others.

"Beat him to death, dare to spread wildness here."

"This kid is tuff enough, beat him up."

"Dare to bully Brother Peng, he's looking for death."

"This old fool is a hanged old man."

Young people one by one face with a look of indignation, holding the arm of the steel pipe is waving, under the courage of the crowd, even has a look of leaping.

"Arrogant ah, why not arrogant?"

Zhang Depeng, who thought he was winning, walked up to Lu Chuan.

The zombie uncle, however, crossed in front of Zhang Depeng and expressionlessly pulled out a fruit knife from his pocket.

Zhang Depeng's face changed and he subconsciously took a few steps back, staring at the zombie uncle with a deadly stare.

A dozen young people saw the knife, but even more excited, they are a dozen people, and use a long steel pipe, still afraid of the other side of a small fruit knife? They are not afraid to make a big deal out of it, only then will it be exciting, only then will it look like they are heroes.

The zombie uncle ignored Zhang Depeng's backward movement, holding the fruit knife, but without hesitation a knife in his thigh.

"Grass!"

Zhang Depeng and a dozen of young men, their eyes were almost glaring out.

Damn it, the other party was hurting himself?

The zombie uncle's power, its straight line thinking, without any variation, 100% execution of Lu Chuan's instructions, this knife was likewise 100% power, resulting in the consequence that this twenty centimetre fruit knife was directly inserted at the hilt.

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The zombie uncle's thigh, was directly penetrated, revealing the tip of the knife.

The eating crowd, consisting of the owners and workers, similarly had their eyeballs fall out, their mouths wide open as they stared blankly at the knife.

Through the thigh, how ruthless must this be to do this?

Preferred ......

The zombie uncle's face, as always, does not have any expression, cold and archaic, cold and incomparable.

As if ...... as if this knife inserted, not his own thigh, but someone else s thigh.

Did not wait for the crowd to come back to God, the zombie uncle is again arm force, the fruit knife to dial out, brought up a piece of gushing blood, so that this place has become a bloody piece, hideous let a person chills at the bottom of the heart.

"Gulp ......"

Some of the timid ones, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, it was just too appalling.

"Poof!"

Before they could react, another knife rose and fell, and the zombie uncle plunged another knife into another thigh, again directly penetrating the thigh.

"Holy shit!"

Any more fierce and ruthless people, when they saw the zombie uncle's move, they didn't dare to say that they were ruthless.

This kind of self-mutilation, if not a person who was ruthless enough, could not play at all.

Sister, this is their own thigh ah, said underhand, and still directly is the left and right leg are not spared. This kind of ruthlessness, put where, are one of the characters, absolutely ruthless.

And this kind of cruel people against, who do not heart chills?

Look at the other side of the sickly look, on this degree of blood loss, blood loss shock death is possible.

Zhang Depeng was shocked and looked at the fruit knife that ran through his thigh in horror.

In strong contrast, is the zombie uncle's expression, and before there is no difference, indifference as if the thigh is not their own. This kind of intense pain, even did not even grunt.

Strong contrast, give Zhang Depeng a kind of dead soul lost the feeling of fear.

This kind of ruthless people, to themselves are so ruthless, to the enemy will only be more ruthless.

More than a dozen young people who were not afraid before, completely closed their mouths, the atmosphere does not dare to breathe a breath, just also raised the steel pipe, one by one consciously drooped down.

In front of this kind of ruthless person, they feel that their guts are shivering.

True conflict, this kind of ruthless man, he dares to kill.

No one wants to die.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, things seemed to be somewhat messed up.

The zombie uncle is again the fruit knife to dial out, holding in the hand, empty without a trace of emotion in the eyes swept over Zhang Depeng's body, bring up the chill, let Zhang Depeng a shiver.

It seemed that this person could use the fruit knife to give him another stab on his body at any time.

Not only the zombie uncle, that little kid, the old man ...... looked exactly the same.

"It's not possible that these are also ruthless people, right?"

Zhang Depeng is afraid, who the hell thought that a small renovation company's supervisor, so bullish, casually can pull so many enough ruthless people to come? ...

Face cloudy, Zhang Depeng clenched his teeth: "Let's go."

Zhang Depeng but saw a homeowner took pictures, but also some of the phone, afraid of the police.

The other party is self-inflicted good, but the police came, to pursue, they can not get off the hook.

A group of people, grey left.

Looking at the other side left, Lu Chuan revealed a meaningful smile.

............

As early as when he created the zombies, Lu Chuan had planned all this.

The zombies had a name and a human form.

But the zombie has no identity, no household, to put it bluntly, it is a black black family. From the beginning, Lu Chuan did not intend to do it the hard way, in case the police came, how could the zombie uncle and their identity problem be solved?

Deterrence, then became Lu Chuan's means.

The identity of the zombie uncle and their zombie, the special existence of the undead body, is Lu Chuan's deterrent.

Can not hurt people, then hurt has it, anyway, the zombie uncle even heart can stab a few knives, to the thigh to a few knives can only be said to be a piece of cake.

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

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

But to deter Zhang Depeng's group, saying magic definitely won't work, and it needs to be a realistic effect.

Before arriving at the neighbourhood, Lu Chuan had already packed two bags of red ink in a plastic bag and tied them to the thighs of the zombie uncle. With trousers to cover, this knife down, the bag rupture, "blood" naturally gushed out.

Realistic effect, coupled with the zombie uncle this through the thigh of the ruthlessness, the effect of this pretence, Lu Chuan give 00 points.

Look at the action of the zombie uncle, even Lu Chuan this knower, are small heart in a fierce jump, not to mention other people.

As soon as Zhang Depeng left, Lu Chuan said, "Scattered, scattered ah."

Without staying here any longer, Lu Chuan took the zombie uncles up the lift and left this place of wrongdoing.

The zombie uncle who was just ruthless, without a trace of abnormality, holding a fruit knife and striding away, look at the way it walks, where is the person who just had two knives inserted into his thigh?

Owners and workers who have not yet dispersed, saw this scene, their eyes were rounded.