"Come."

Liu Mengchao's answer was brief and straightforward, like a stabbing dagger, passing through the sunlight and directly reaching the enemy's throat.

"I'm waiting for you, Liu Mengchao. Kill me and save Louise." Makoto Ito said with a smile, "or kill Louise and save the people around you."

Ito Makoto talked freely, and Liu Mengchao looked at him coldly.

Zombies in the distance covered every inch of land in Liu Mengchao's vision. Whether the original place was a small flower bed or a tall building, the only one that could appear in front of Liu Mengchao's eyes was the zombies standing on the ruins.

Lowering his head, Liu Mengchao looked at the two-story hotel and couldn't help but smile. This scene was really not funny, but Liu Mengchao still wanted to laugh. This small hotel, like the only isolated island in the surging sea tide, raised its head pitifully and swallowed the sunshine scattered from the sky.

His hands slowly reached into his arms, Liu Mengchao frowned slightly, and then narrowed his eyes.

Black ebony and white white ivory appeared in Liu Mengchao's hands. He held his hands flat and pointed them at Makoto Ito in the distance.

"Just using a pistol alone can't kill me, Liu Mengchao."

Makoto Ito said with a smile.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Liu Mengchao responded with his gunshots. The unhappy gunshots, like the dull thunder before the storm, suddenly rang in the messy Roman city.

A blood flower emerged from the head of a zombie and fell silently. The bullets flying in the air kept moving directly through the head of another zombie.

Killing two birds with one stone, this book is already extremely skillful.

Mako Ito narrowed his bloody eyes and listened to the sound of Liu Mengchao one after another, and the sound of gunfire with a strong sense of rhythm began to smile.

A zombie fell under Liu Mengchao's gun. Another zombie would fill the gap. These zombies were silent like high walls, standing coldly in front of Liu Mengchao. Ito Makoto's meaning was self-evident.

There are thousands of zombies in my life, and I can’t count them. So Liu Mengchao…I’m waiting for you to kill them!

Ito Makoto didn't say anything. He just raised his head and smiled at Liu Mengchao standing on the small hotel. This smile made Ito Makoto feel hot, making his throat dry, making his breathing heavy, and making his eyes shine.

"Do you like it? Liu Mengchao? Do you like it? This gift I have prepared for you!"

Makoto Ito said, spreading his arms, hugging the bullets shot by Liu Mengchao as if he was hugging his lover.

The golden bullet passed through Ito Makoto's eyebrows straight and ruthlessly. The bullet was right in the middle of the eyebrows, but it was not gentle. When the bullet disappeared into Liu Mengchao's vision with a long tail smoke, Ito Makoto's head exploded with a bang.

"Good job, Liu Mengchao!"

Ito Makoto shouted excitedly.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Liu Mengchao noticed the zombie standing at the entrance of the small hotel. Her long golden hair, plump and plump hair, and her naked lower body...

Only half of the head left.

An arm suddenly emerged from the zombie's mouth. It looked like a poisonous snake that had come out of a hole, and cheered and waved his hands to Liu Mengchao, and then suddenly covered his face.

Catch it hard!

The female zombie's face was grabbed by the hand that stretched out from her mouth. The next second the flesh and blood began to squirm and a face grew again.

A proud figure, a slender figure, and that...a pretty and smiling face.

That was Makoto Ito's face.

Liu Mengchao narrowed his eyes, looked at the face that grew again on the female zombie's face, and remained silent. He reached behind him with his right hand.

"Liu Mengchao, you have also seen it. No matter what, as long as you don't kill all these zombies, I will not die." Makoto Ito said, smiling and raising his head, looking at the blue sky, and laughed coldly and happily.

"The total population of Italy is 61.48 million, and the total population of France is 65.82 million. I will tell you honestly, Liu Mengchao... there are so many zombies in my life." Makoto Ito looked at Liu Mengchao and said with a smile, "You can look at my expression, my body movements, and judge my tone of speaking, and even the subtle expression movement on my face. I believe you, Liu Mengchao, you will definitely be able to see it. What I am telling the truth."

As soon as Mako Ito finished speaking, a scarlet light and shadow appeared in front of Mako Ito.

A silver giant sword roared past the sky and directly cut the head into the sky. Blood soared into the sky, like a beautiful and cruel fountain.

The head flew in the air, Makoto Ito smiled and looked down at Liu Mengchao, holding the silver giant sword. Makoto Ito felt happy. Ito felt like he had come to Yunxiao.

OK.

With a light sound, Makoto Ito's head fell to the ground. The head rolled gurglingly and rolled to the feet of the zombies.

The heel of the white high heels pierced heavily on Makoto Ito's head, and then the owner of the shoe bent down. This was a charming black-haired woman. If she had any consciousness now, she would definitely vomit until the sky was dark. But now, she was just a zombie.

So he held up Ito Makoto's head in his slender hands, and his plump breasts set off Ito Makoto's head, and slowly and hungrily opened his mouth.

Click!

The yellow teeth bit on Ito Makoto's head.

The flesh and blood were chewing in her mouth. The female zombie patiently looked at Liu Mengchao in the distance, waving the rebellious sword in her hand.

There are too many zombies.

This is the first thought in Liu Mengchao's mind.

The rebellious sword waving his arm only changed into a silver light in the blink of an eye, cutting the zombies in front of him into pieces, setting off a layer of blood rain. Liu Mengchao's steps kept walking towards the zombies holding Ito Makoto's head.

Liu Mengchao walked very slowly. Every time he went further, there would be at least one hundred zombies in front of him blocking Liu Mengchao's path. Whether forward or right, there were zombies in all directions.

This has become a true sea of ​​zombies, and Liu Mengchao is a small sailboat sailing in this ocean. This sailboat is doing unreasonable things.

He wants to cut off the ocean and evaporate the boundless ocean.

So Liu Mengchao's speed became faster.

The black ebony and white white ivory were alternately held by Liu Mengchao in his hands, constantly spitting out bright flames, and one zombie after another fell down in front of Liu Mengchao.

The rebellion held in his right hand also began to dance. The wide and hard sword turned into a slender branch in Liu Mengchao's hand. The branches kept sweeping over the zombies in front of him, gradually covered with blood.

The expression on Liu Mengchao's face remained unchanged. He neither frowned nor felt bored. At this moment, the zombies in front of Killing seemed to be breathing. Who would be bored with breathing? Liu Mengchao had neither vomiting nor soft arms. He seemed to have become a robot, just moving forward mechanically.

This small boat sailing in the ocean really began to destroy the ocean little by little.

After a while, Liu Mengchao's mouth finally turned up contemptuously. Behind him was a long red carpet, with flesh and blood limbs that were even more tragic than the battlefield.

In front of Liu Mengchao, Makoto Ito, who had a woman's body, smiled and nodded to Liu Mengchao.

"Your speed is very fast, Liu Mengchao." Makoto Ito said with a smile, "You just walked to me from the small hotel and killed at least a hundred zombies."

Ito Makoto's words came out of his mouth, and more zombies stood quietly behind him. This boundless zombie was like a vast ocean. No matter who it was, he would feel fear after just a glance.

Liu Mengchao was unmoved. He just squinted his eyes and looked at Ito Makoto's pretty and disgusting face.

"But I have a total of 127.3 million zombies," Makoto Ito said with a smile, his eyes narrowing happily, "At your speed, you will have to do at least 1.27.300 more times."

Liu Mengchao was still silent, as if he had no feelings. He just raised his head, stared at Ito Makoto in front of him coldly, and slowly raised his left hand.

"bass!"

The thin cicada-winged sword poked out from under Liu Mengchao's wrist, passed through Ito Makoto's throat, and peeped at the blood-stained sunlight.

"very good."

As Makoto Ito said, blood flowing out along the corner of his mouth.

"It takes about two minutes each time. If you calculate this way..."

"Twenty-one,216 hours." Liu Mengchao said coldly, and raised his left wrist suddenly, completely lifting Makoto Ito's brain. Liu Mengchao watched Ito's head flying again in the air, and said coldly, "I will kill you, Makoto Ito!"

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