I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

It is said that no harm comes to the family, but now the survivors just want to take out the crimes committed by Song Wuli on his family!

Their resentment towards Song Wuli cannot be fully relieved no matter how Song Wuli dies. In their hearts, Song Wuli will die no matter what the outcome is. Why not let him see his family being tortured by them before he dies? ?

Insulting his wife and killing his children, all people related to him must use the most cruel and vicious methods!

But it is a pity that all the torture people think of have no effect, because Song Wuli has no relatives.

Except for the harem he raised.

But when he thought of his harem, countless people in the crowd glanced at each other tacitly. At this moment, any man could see the lustful and evil look among his peers!

Immediately, a few "frank" people expressed their thoughts.

"Song Wuli, you bastard who killed the whole family, your women belong to us! We will take good care of you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed, and the expression on Song Wuli's face became distorted. He couldn't help it anymore, roared violently, and rushed towards the crowd!

"You are a bunch of trash, you are just a bunch of beasts that are not even worth a piece of bread. I should really kill you all! Feed you all to the zombies! I want you dead!"

Crazy Song Wuli rushed into the crowd, raised both arms at the same time, and grabbed a survivor who had no time to react!

Under his horrified gaze, Song Wuli smiled ferociously and used his strength.

Hiss!

The poor man couldn't even scream, his whole body was torn in half by Song Wuli's huge power, and blood suddenly spurted out, splashing on the face of the person next to him.

There was a brief silence in the air, and then several sharp screams rang out. The survivors not far from Song Wuli hurriedly backed away from the crowd, not daring to be noticed by his eyes.

Although there are people who are backing them up, maybe the person who is still alive today doesn't care about his life?

If you shoot the leading bird, the leading bird will naturally be the first to die. Who doesn't want to be the first to die?

The reason why they betrayed Song Wuli was nothing more than the pack of biscuits that Bai Huipeng took out. Biscuits are food, and people are like iron rice and steel. Only by eating food can they keep their bodies alive.

In the last days, food is their livelihood and the hope for all survivors to survive. To do this, all they need is one word.

live!

The crowd began to disperse. In front of the crazy Song Wuli, no one dared to look at him!

People wanted to escape, but Song Wuli's heart was already filled with anger and he would not let them escape at all. He wanted to kill them now!

Anyway, they are all dead, so it’s better to kill a few more. Kill one without losing money, kill two with profit, kill three with extra profit, killing everyone is naturally the best!

The people who fled seemed to have lost their fighting power in an instant, and they only focused on fleeing. No one dared to take action, giving Song Wuli a great opportunity to kill wantonly!

For a moment, Song Wuli's arms were like two butcher knives. Anyone he pinched was strangled to death. With each punch, the person was beaten until he vomited blood and fell to the ground and died on the spot. Some who were not dead were also carried by Song Wuli. He used his foot to make up for the blow, using the most bloody method to crush the person's head and cause blood to spurt out!

The smell of blood with a little bit of weird sweetness dissipated in the air around him. Song Wuli's nose kept twitching, and the smell of blood entered his nostrils, making him even more crazy, and the strength in his hands became stronger, and he swung to kill. It all stirs up a bit of fishy smell!

He wished he could have more hands, kill more people, and have these people buried with him!

However, there are really few hands, and the number of people killed so far has only been a dozen.

The blood is mixed with blood, very thick, and the smell is very strong. Different people and different blood types, all the blood is mixed together at a low level, with some dark colors, shocking!

Song Wuli wanted to kill a few more people, but Bai Huipeng and the others would let him continue killing like this?

The person who was killing didn't see that the people running away from him in front were moving to both sides, and dozens of people with weapons walked straight over!

The leader in front was Wu Pingzhan. He had a ferocious face at this moment. When he saw Song Wu who was killing, he raised the shotgun in his hand and fired!

boom!

The shotgun made a sound like a war drum. Song Wuli, who had just torn a man's body apart, felt his body go cold before he could put down his hand.

Looking down blankly, he saw half of his body burst into a cloud of blood mist, and then the object in front of him lowered, and his upper body fell to the ground.

Song Wuli subconsciously supported the ground with both hands, and the crazy and evil look on his face suddenly turned into fear of death!

All this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that Song Wuli couldn't even feel the pain when his lower body was separated from his upper body!

After a while, the severe pain came like an overwhelming force. The pain caused cold sweat to break out on Song Wuli's forehead. The vitality of the second-level new human beings was tenacious. Although the lower body was missing, it could not be regarded as a critical injury after all, so Song Wuli was still alive. Alive, but unable to do anything!

The chilling smile on Wu Pingzhan's face was still there, and the long and narrow scar trembled to both sides with his smile, like a crawling centipede! Of course he is not a good person, and he has no burden in his heart about killing people.

At this stage of the end of the world, everyone you meet on the way to survive will not be a good person. Even if you meet them, they are just pretending and have ulterior motives.

The truly good people have long since been assimilated in the darkness of the apocalypse, and those who have not been assimilated have gone crazy and died.

Wu Pingzhan walked up to Song Wuli and looked at him condescendingly. The two were silent, but one had hope in his eyes, and the other was completely cold.

After a while, Wu Pingzhan raised his foot and stepped on Song Wuli's head, leaned down and whispered to him: "It's time for you to die!"

After saying that, amidst the cheers of everyone, he moved his feet back, reached Song Wuli's neck, and then exerted force.

Click!

There was a crunching sound from the bones, and Song Wuli opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out, and he just crawled on the ground like a dead dog.

In the eyes of everyone, Wu Pingzhan took out Song Wuli's evolutionary crystal core and handed it to Bai Huipeng respectfully.

At this point, Song Wuli, the boss who used to dominate here, was killed, and all the food he saved was evacuated and transported to the south of Yudong. Three trucks went back and forth twice before moving everyone there. The survivor base south of Yudong.

Before Bai Huipeng left, he looked helplessly at the two tanks parked on the roadside. The two tanks he brought over had no effect at all. They just fired one shot.

As for how to fire the cannon, Bai Huipeng still needs to ask carefully.