"Huh..."
Between life and death, a strong wind blew across his face, and a red shadow threw the black shadow monster to the ground. A big mouth about the same size as Thomas' head and the monster's head bit it mercilessly on its neck. After a tooth-piercing friction sound, the scales on the monster's neck were finally bitten by the big mouth. The mouth bit through, and a large amount of black and thick dark red blood quickly flowed out from its neck, but even so, the red shadow seemed not to let it go. The monster was like an abandoned rag doll, tightly bitten by a big mouth full of fangs, and swung back and forth in mid-air mercilessly.
It's that big dog, it's that big red dog named Michael.
Ashue's strength seemed to have returned to her body. She struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Michael who had saved her life with excitement. She saw Michael chewing on the mutilated corpse of the Hell Ripper and proudly picking at her. The brow was like a terrifying dog whose mouth was full of disgusting black blood. Although it looked a bit ugly, at this moment, Ashue felt that it was so cute. After all, her painstaking efforts of being semi-forced to sleep with it at night were not in vain.
"Be careful, Michael!"
Suddenly, Jack shouted from not far away, and the gun in his hand went off. The dog fur on Michael's neck stood on end in fright. He saw the Hellraiser, whom he thought was dead, suddenly swing its sharp right claw fiercely towards his head. If he got hit, Michael wouldn't have a second head to save his life!
In the blink of an eye, Michael didn't have time to spit it out. Even if he swung his claws, he couldn't catch up with the other party. Just as Michael was anxiously watching Thomas flounder, the bullet Jack fired finally arrived, hitting the Hellraiser's claw with a loud "bang," deflecting it. The sharp claw tip grazed Michael's forehead, leaving a long trail of blood.
"Aww…"
Michael was furious. He stomped on the Hellraiser's body with all four paws, and with a strong push of his dog head, he actually yanked the opponent's head off its body, along with a chunk of black, bloody spine.
"I told you not to scare me, and you pretended to be dead. You fucking don't know that pretending to be dead is more shameful than showing off!" Michael's eyes turned red with anger. He couldn't care less about being shocking and kept cursing the incomplete corpse on the ground. After thinking about it, he still felt unsatisfied, so he spat out a large mouthful of flames, instantly turning the incomplete corpse of the Hellraiser into a dazzling fireball.
"You... you you you... can talk?" A-Xue, sitting on the ground, covered her mouth in shock as she looked at Michael, her expression a thousand times more surprised than when she saw the Hellraiser kill.
"Tch~ I can do a lot more, want me to sing a little song for you?" Michael grinned at A-Xue. Fortunately, most of the people around had already run away, leaving only a few pitiful souls trampled by the crowd.
"Stop the nonsense, this place is no longer safe. We need to hurry!" Jack stepped forward to help A-Xue up and led her to the upper ground.
When they reached the surface, the situation was even worse than Jack had imagined. Although it was midnight and everything was pitch black, the eerie low growls of the living dead were exceptionally clear and echoed everywhere, almost forming a chorus outside the walls.
"Boss Hu, what's going on?"
Jack immediately saw Boss Hu, who was reinforcing the iron gate in front of the door. At this moment, he had lost the imposing demeanor he had when they first met. His meticulously slicked-back hair had turned into a mess, with clumps of it hanging down on his forehead, damp with sweat, resembling a defeated man who had just discovered his wife cheating on him.
"Man, are you out? Did you deal with that thing?"
When Boss Hu saw Jack nodding, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and ran over, cursing, "Damn it, it turns out it wasn't Qiangzi and the others who turned into corpses. That thing must have followed them back all the way, and not only did it come, but it also brought a whole bunch of living corpses with it. I just went up to the wall to take a look, and my goodness, there are at least several thousand outside, maybe even over ten thousand!"
"The Ripper from Hell indeed has a certain level of intelligence. Using a long line to catch a big fish is its usual trick; otherwise, with Qiangzi and the others' skills, they wouldn't have been able to escape. But now, let's not say anything else. We need to quickly reinforce the main gate, and don't forget the surrounding walls; find something to pile up!" Jack frowned upon hearing this. It seemed the situation was worse than he had imagined. With so many living corpses, even if he and Michael accidentally fell into it, it would be hard to escape.
"Okay!" Boss Hu immediately nodded. He had already seen Jack's abilities, and now that Jack said something, he dared not disobey. Besides, he had already lost his own ideas.
But just as he turned around, Boss Hu had just had someone drag over a tractor to completely block the main gate when an unexpected yet anticipated event occurred. A wall on the west side was actually pushed down by the excited living corpses. This kind of wall was originally a standard shoddy project, and it didn't even have a foundation; it was completely designed to prevent gentlemen but not petty thieves. Hundreds or thousands of living corpses squeezed in, and without much effort, a section of the wall about ten meters long came crashing down, crushing several living people underneath.
As the wall fell, the crowd immediately went dumbfounded. A large number of living corpses began to rush in eagerly. Thomas, with his astonishingly large mouth, bit anyone he saw and grabbed anyone he could. At this moment, the crowd, which had been anxiously unsure of what to do, erupted again, crying and screaming, running around like headless flies. Some ran into the factory, some into the office building, and a few even tried to jump into the drainage ditch in the yard.
Boss Hu was indeed worthy of being the leader. In a critical moment, he managed to organize a few subordinates to kill several living corpses and carve out a bloody path. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Boss Hu raised his knife and shouted, "Men, follow me and jump over the wall to the east!"
As soon as Boss Hu shouted, several subordinates who were still fighting with the living corpses immediately came to their senses, threw away their weapons, and ran off. With movements slightly faster than the living corpses, they even managed to climb over without using a ladder. However, the situation outside was far worse than they had estimated.
Although most of the living corpses were attracted by the commotion in the west, there were still quite a few foolish living corpses standing under the wall, scratching at the wall, hoping their hard claws could break the cement wall. This caused several agile individuals who had just climbed out to be immediately surrounded by the hungry living corpses, and in no time, they couldn't even find a slightly intact piece of flesh.
Boss Hu's skills weren't that great; he could only be the boss because of his cunning and ruthlessness. By the time he used all his strength to climb to the top of the wall, a tall living corpse outside almost grabbed his pant leg. He managed to stop in time and didn't foolishly jump down like the others. But this left Boss Hu truly stuck on the wall, in a dilemma on both sides, with many living corpses inside and even more outside.
Standing in front of the factory door, Jack swung the gun handle and smashed a zombie's head, frowning as he looked at the chaotic surroundings. At this point, he had no other options; there were too many zombies, and killing them all was impossible. The priority now was to ensure his own safety.
"Brother Tao, what should we do?" A-Xue, pale-faced, stood behind Jack, alongside Lingling, who had just managed to find her way back. The two girls were dressed very lightly, hugging their arms and shivering in the night wind. Just three minutes ago, their English teacher, who had run with Lingling, had been torn apart by the zombies and devoured.
"Mikael, take the rear. You two stick close to me!" Jack picked up a relatively intact machete from the ground and ran towards the office building across from them. In times like this, a knife was much more practical than a gun.