Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 173: Fuck, I really met relatives!

♂』Before, when everyone encountered zombies or vampires, when Su Bai was by his side, both the fat man and the monk would always tease:

Look, Da Bai, your relatives.

This is just a joke. After all, vampires and zombies are rare in this world, but for listeners who often experience extreme dangerous environments, the probability of encountering zombies or blood is really not small.

However,

This time,

A vampire who was transported here by the British seven or eighty years ago was actually tainted with corpse energy and almost turned into a "big zongzi";

The kinsmen and zombies are really not unpopular in the list of enhanced audiences in the East and the West. However, audiences with kinship and zombie bloodlines, whether they are fat people, monks, or Gyatso, only encounter One, that is Su Bai.

"Amitabha Buddha, this is not a relative, but a relative." Even the monk who had been showing people with a solemn face had to let out a sigh at this time.

Originally, when they knew that there would be a vampire down here, the three of them were actually a little jealous in their hearts, but the three of them, including Su Bai himself, probably did not expect that at the end of the research, there was actually a The corpse of blood.

It's like a beggar walking on the road and picking up a gorgeous dress, and the size of the dress is very suitable for him. At the same time, after wearing it happily, he finds that there is a lot of gold in his pocket.

Su Bai withdrew from the zombie state and restored his original appearance.

"He is in a state of deep vacation death. Although for the vampire, he is not completely dead, but it is basically impossible to wake up. It belongs to the vegetative among humans, but even the vegetative among humans. There is no specific consciousness, but the body is still in an active state. Unlike a vampire, once a vampire enters this state, there is basically no breath and no living body reaction. The only thing that can survive is that the body is not corrupt.

So, when the British transported him here for research, it should be thought that he was completely dead, just like the mummy the British stole from Egypt. "

Su Bai pointed to the blood clan inside and explained to the people around him.

"Even if he becomes a zombie, can he not wake up?" The fat man asked beside, "Zombie, originally a product of Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree, after the corpse, it is equivalent to a new life At the beginning, there is no contact with the body before death, even memory, at most some subconscious instincts remain. [Love ↑Go to △小↓Talk △网wqu]

Since he is dead, he should be a new life?

Moreover, the blood of the Japanese corpses we saw when we came in was all drained. "

Obviously, what the fat man said is right. The blood family has fallen into a state of suspended animation. Based on Su Bai's understanding of the blood family, it is almost impossible for the one in it to wake up, but he has grown white hair and his finger nails have also changed. Become blue and black, this is the sign of a zombie, it has become a new life, it will naturally wake up.

"I don't know the reason why he keeps lying here and can't move."

Su Bai shook his head and looked at the monk. Generally speaking, the way the monk looks at problems does have his unique side. The ancient monks, the upper class can play between the palms of the upper nobles, and the lower can fool the bottom. Hundreds of worshipers can already show how terrifying their minds are. What's more, the monk used the broadcast habit to calculate Ning Cheng's mentality and purpose.

The monk hasn’t spoken yet, but Gyatso is doing it with one hand at this time, saying, "Success is nothing but failure."

The monk nodded, "In the research institute, there is a group of horrible corpses, and they are all people who died tragically, with majestic resentment, so their resentment and corpse aura were taken by the one lying here. Although he entered the suspended animation state according to Su Bai, he is not a vegetable among ordinary people after all. Even if he lies there motionless, he must have another mystery;

He received those resentments and corpse qi, and under the nourishment of these resentments and corpse qi, he transformed the corpse.

But if you become a corpse, you can also lose a corpse;

Su Bai, even if you switch to the zombie state, you can at most sense a little pressure from Mr. Zhongshan above your head. That is because of your strength, because your level is no longer a tomb that can be suppressed. Even the awe-inspiring spirit carried by Mr. Zhongshan and the luck of Nanjing, the companion capital, can't push you down. "

What the monk said is naturally right. Otherwise, any listener with the enhanced Darkness would not dare to go to temples or tombs of great men. [Love ↑Go to △Xiao↓Talk △Net wqu]

The monk paused and said, "But those corpses are different from you. They were ordinary people before they died, and after death, they were ordinary ghosts and ordinary zombies. They were scattered sand, so it happened. The Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum above your head can suppress them one by one, and even as the years go by, they can constantly dispel their grievances.

So, this blood race, even if it attracted those corpses and resentments to corpse, almost gave birth to a new life of its own, but his corpses, his resentments, and everything about him came from that cold storage. Thousands of corpses inside, those corpses were suppressed by Zhongshan Mausoleum, and even their derivatives, this one, were suppressed together. "

Su Bai pursed his lips. After listening to the monk's words, he finally understood that the blood in front of him, even if he was in a state of suspended animation, even if he had been dead, but Su Bai could still feel the nobility in the blood of the other party. At this time, Su Bai was like a grassroots seeing a nobleman.

This kind of existence, once the corpse is deceived and turned into a zombie, it is estimated to be no less terrifying than the legendary drought. It is definitely not simple for the four of them to join forces to suppress a awakened person. thing.

But the other party's corpse was the corpse in the freezer, and his own was completely suppressed, so he naturally couldn't get up, let alone wake up.

There has been a saying in China since ancient times, that is ancestor blessing. Many people think that this is useless. It is feudalism and superstition, because ancestors did not bless them to be admitted to prestigious universities, and did not bless them to get promoted and make money. But here, here In the research institute, if it hadn’t happened to be suppressed by the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum on the Purple Mountain, it would be a disaster for thousands of zombies and blood zombies to awaken, for the entire Nanjing, and even for most of Jiangsu and Zhejiang;

Even when these zombies and blood zombies emerge from the ground, the induced rules of the heavens will fall under the thunder and annihilate them, but the ecological disasters they lead will be immeasurable.

"Then I, can't eat him?" Su Bai grabbed the railing with one hand, and with a little effort, he broke a section of the railing.

The current situation is really embarrassing. For Su Bai, it is no different from a delicious meal in front of him but he can’t eat it.

At this time, the fat man has recovered from the initial "three knives and six holes". No matter what the other three brothers think of himself, he has restored that kind of character first.

"Dabai, Dabai, now Fatty, my heart is more balanced, this guy is lying here, but you can't eat him, hahahaha;

It's like a beautiful ocean horse stripped naked and danced to you, all the chickens under you are stubborn, and it turns out that you don’t have a suit around, and this woman is still carrying AIDS. Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh. "

Fatty's words are not rough. Now, this blood zombie has basically formed a kind of "dynamic balance", or a food chain, with the seven or eight thousand corpses in the freezer and the Zhongshan Mausoleum above its head. If Su Bai wants to To **** the opponent's blood and swallow the opponent's power is equivalent to binding oneself into this ecological chain.

When the time comes, how come this person is lying here motionless, Su Bai will continue to lie here motionless instead of him after swallowing that person.

Of course, it's not that there is no way to break this balance. For example, after letting Su Bai swallow the blood zombie first, and then let others go up to demolish the Zhongshan Mausoleum, Su Bai will naturally return to freedom.

But if Su Bai is surrounded by other enhancers this time, there is still a great possibility that he can do it. But now Su Bai is surrounded by two monks, let them destroy the Zhongshan Mausoleum?

They don’t know how to do it at all, and they don’t even have the slightest room for negotiation. Unless they want to deny themselves of their beliefs, others can dismantle them. If they dismantle, they will be condemned by God. The Buddhist and Taoist families will pay attention. This one.

And if Su Bai first went up and smashed the Zhongshan Mausoleum, and then came to find this unchained blood zombie and the seven or eight thousand corpses turned into zombies, then this realistic mission would fail, and the broadcast is for you to come. The danger was wiped out in the bud, but you detonated the nuclear bomb. Okay, let’s go to the next story world and be judged. Let’s go gg. Even if Su Bai is selfish and obsessive, even if he is sick, the monk Fatty and Gyatso are sure. Su Baihu is not allowed to come.

As for solving the seven or eight thousand corpses first, even if the monk and the fat man sit in the seven-seven-forty-nine field, it is estimated that it is a drop in the bucket, and the broadcast cannot give them so much time. Since the broadcast has released a realistic task, Naturally, it is estimated that the balance below will not be maintained for long.

"Amitabha, let's work together to destroy this blood zombie." The monk suggested.

Now, since there is no way to pick peaches, naturally there is only one last step, which is to honestly complete the task, and four people shot at the same time, unleashing their strongest attack methods, and destroying the blood zombie , Even if this task is completed, the seven or eight thousand corpses below are suppressed by the Zhongshan Mausoleum. There will be no problem. Even if the developer develops it, dug up the research institute, alarmed the government, and disappeared. That blood zombie, nothing happened.

Those corpses will be properly handled. They will be transported out into the country to receive the grief and mourning of the people, and there will be no more corpses, and this research institute may become a A museum that records the crimes of beasts in Japan.

Su Bai gritted his teeth, full of unwillingness;

The fat man made no secret of his schadenfreude, and lighted a cigarette and smoked happily;

Even the monk and Gyatso, the corners of the two monks' mouths were uncontrollably twitched a little. In fact, Su Bai's opportunity before made them all envious, and even a little jealous, so he was not worried about it. Is it uneven?

Now, the big guy is finally more balanced and more comfortable.

"Go destroy him and complete the task."

Su Bai is also a decisive person. Since he has decided on things, he will stop dragging his feet. After breaking four or five railings in a row, Su Bai walked in. Fatty, Gyatso and the monk all followed in.

However, when Su Bai just stood in this room,

A vicissitudes and weakness voice suddenly came from this blood clan who could not move:

"Ansest...Ansest...is that you?"

Su Bai was taken aback~IndoMTL.com~ Then, as if thinking of something, his hands opened, and a phantom tied to the cross was revealed.

"Anseth...It's really you...I sensed your breath...I...respected...friend...have you finally...come to rescue me?"

The monk suddenly felt a pain in his chest, which made him feel a little uncomfortable as a monk,

Gyatso clenched his teeth subconsciously and made a rubbing sound.

The fat man even forgot to spit out the cigarette he had just inhaled, swallowed it, and then retched his neck.

This idea flashed into the hearts of all three people:

Fuck,

This Nima is fine!

Fucking a relative! (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.