"Pooh! Poof!
The man had just turned around and was still unconscious, but he only saw a silver flash in front of him. He wanted to shout, but he found that he could not make any sound.
"Ho, Ho~
At the moment when he just turned around, Wei Ping and Shen He quickly drew the knife. Shen He directly slid the knife to his throat, while Wei Ping straight put the knife into his heart.
"GuZi!
As Wei Ping pulled out the knife, the man had no life, his eyes turned up, as if he had been pulled out of his body by Wei Ping's knife, and he fell back powerlessly.
Shen he reacted quickly, immediately took a few steps forward, reached for the body, and slowly put it on the floor.
"Well done."
Wang Yi looked at the two people who came by and praised them sincerely. Even if his voice was very low, it was not difficult to hear Wang Yi's sincerity.
They nodded their heads in silence and didn't say anything more. Although they seemed to have solved the problem cleanly just now, they also had a hot head at that time. The gesture of waving a knife to help the corpse was basically made subconsciously. Now when they react, they can't help but feel a little irritable. Although they are tired of work, they don't have to face the zombie or the bloody corpse, It's what Feng Shan wants.
In the room, Feng Shan was still thinking about whether to cook porridge, or to cook porridge, or to cook porridge for breakfast today?
"Forget it, it's the same anyway."
With a murmur, Feng Shan pushed the door out, but just pushed the door open, a strange smell rushed into Feng Shan's nose.
"Well?"
The smell in the air made Feng Shan frown slightly.
"What's the matter?"
The smell reminds Feng Shan of the restaurant full of blood.
But this is not a restaurant, is a prison, zombies have already been killed, how can there be such a taste.