Song Ziyu slapped Zhuge Jing in the face: "What are you talking about? If you can't resist, why don't you resist?"

Zhuge Jing was beaten so hard that he lost his temper and could only hesitate and cover his mouth.

Chi Luzhu said: "I'm not tying Zhuge Jing to talk... It's not that we haven't tried to resist. At the most intense time, humans in dozens of cities rioted... But in the face of super zombies, we are still too weak...

There is a price for failure in resistance. The city that led the riot was directly massacred by zombies and wiped off the map. Other families and individuals who participated in the riot were all canned by the zombies and became their blood food."

Song Ziyu’s fists clenched loudly.

But in the end, Song Ziyu let go.

Song Ziyu didn't know that the city-state of Miluo already had its own system.

This is a symbiotic relationship established between zombies and humans.

To a certain extent, the zombie class has become a privileged class. They are above humans, enslaving humans and accepting support from humans.

They keep humans in captivity like pigs, and people like Chi Luzhu and Zhuge Jing are nothing more than shepherd dogs at best.

After thinking about this relationship, Song Ziyu felt that the humans in Miluo City-State seemed to be in an eternal night.

…

Song Ziyu escorted Zhuge Jing through the slaughterhouse filled with blood and maggots, and walked towards the airstrip on the east side of the city.

Sudden!

Song Ziyu stood stiffly on the spot, unable to walk.

This scene made everyone slightly stunned.

Song Ziyu let go of Zhuge Jing and walked straight to a part of the slaughterhouse.

There are piles of corpses of slaves with their throats cut and their blood drained piled here.

These slaves were stripped naked like clipped pigs, and their white flowers were piled together.

According to the slaughtering process, after these carcasses are cleaned and divided, the next step will be sent to the processing plant to be made into

Zombies love blood food.

Song Ziyu rushed into the pile of corpses like crazy and started rummaging through them.

Seeing Song Ziyu's crazy look, everyone was stunned.

"Asshole, what are you doing?"

“Don’t spoil the fresh ingredients!”

Two slaughterhouse supervisors who didn't know the truth came over cursing and wanted to touch Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu slapped him away without looking back, and slapped one of the supervisors away on the spot.

This guy was also unlucky. The force of the slap directly broke the supervisor's neck.

The supervisor lay motionless on the ground, his crotch was wet, and he was already incontinent.

"ah!"

Another supervisor had never seen such a battle before, and he was so frightened that he ran away.

Song Ziyu rummaged among the corpses without looking back, and soon, a thin corpse was dug out by Song Ziyu.

"Xiaoju..."

Looking at the corpse, Song Ziyu showed a look of pain on his face.

This corpse is none other than the little girl Xiaoju who saved his life.

When he left Zhuxu, he left her a lot of supplies. He didn't expect to see her again on such an occasion!

At this time, Song Ziyu was furious and wanted to do something, but didn't know what to do.

"Ah!" Song Ziyu roared, but he could only be helpless and furious.

Grabbing Zhuge Jing, Song Ziyu angrily shouted: "This is what you did! She is still a child, she is still a child! You just killed her?"

With that said, Song Ziyu was ready to send Zhuge Jing to his death.

But Chi Luzhu advised

Song Ziyu was stunned: "You can't change anything even if you kill him... We still need to use him to seize the plane."

After hearing Chi Luzhu's words, Song Ziyu finally calmed down.

That’s right!

Even beating this guy to death won't help.

If you want to change all this, you need to fundamentally overturn the table.

Suddenly, a great idea burned in Song Ziyu's heart.

…

After escorting Zhuge Jing through the slaughterhouse and blood food processing factory, the group arrived at the airstrip located in the east of Hanging Corpse City.

This is a small two-wing propeller aircraft, and its mottled metal texture shows that this thing is definitely not young.

Looking at this classic aircraft, Song Ziyu once thought that he had traveled back in time to World War II.

"Does this thing work?"

Song Ziyu touched the plane and found that the plane was full of bullet holes.

Chi Luzhu checked the performance of the aircraft, then nodded: "It works!"

"Then get ready to go!" Song Ziyu urged Chi Luzhu.

The Hanging Corpse City is really too depressing, and I don't even think about staying in this city for one more minute.

However, at this moment, a small group of grotesque zombies appeared at the airport, led by a three- to four-meter-tall giant zombie that blocked the front of the plane and blocked the runway.

"No, they are high-level zombies stationed in the Hanging Corpse City...these zombies are all taking orders from the Poisonous Corpse King!" Chi Luzhu looked a little panicked when he saw this.

Song Ziyu understood.

In the previous conversation with Chi Luzhu, Song Ziyu knew that the Poisonous Corpse King was the supporter behind the eldest prince's backstage and could also be regarded as the controller.

In other words, it is impossible for these zombies to give Chi Luzhu any good looks.

as expected!

Only

I saw the first zombie wearing a black robe. When he took off his hood, he revealed a shriveled and rotten face. His grinning mouth was full of fangs. Just one look at it would make you sleepless at night.

"You want to leave now? Have you asked me?"

The zombies speak human words, and what they say is so authentic.

"Master Corpse Puppet, please do me a favor."

Facing this high-level zombie, Chi Luzhu kept his status very low, and his words were a bit condescending.

"Little girl, you shouldn't have come to the Hanging Corpse City." The zombie grinned and said, "You clearly know that the Lord really wants to taste you, but he just didn't catch you. Now you can give him a chance.

"

Song Ziyu was confused by the zombies' words, but Chi Luzhu's face was extremely pale.

Chi Luzhu looked at Song Ziyu and said, "Now we are in some trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Song Ziyu asked.

Chi Luzhu said: "If we want to leave, we must chop this guy to death, otherwise we won't be able to leave."

"It's not a problem."

Song Ziyu was already holding fire in his heart, but after hearing Chi Luzhu's words, he drew his knife and slashed at the ugly zombie in front of him.

"How dare you attack me?"

The sharp ears of the zombie called the zombie stood up, and its entire face was split open.

Obviously, this zombie is full of contempt for Song Ziyu.

He didn’t think Song Ziyu could punish him again!

That's why it's such a big deal.

But when the blade fell, this high-level zombie regretted it!

Because it saw the radiant sword light coming down on its head.

"No……"

The zombies screamed.
Chapter completed!