PDLP Chapter 202 Furniture
Chapter 202 Furniture
"Fuck! Why are there so many zombies chasing me!!!"
Lin Hun was climbing over the windows of various houses in the Undead Town while shouting and screaming with a ferocious face.
Lin Hun jumped high to dodge the weapons and exploding fire pot behind him, and stabbed the wall beside him with a sword. The originally solid wall was no different from tofu under the sword of Lin Hun. With a strong pull of his arm, he easily left a terrible crack on the originally indestructible wall.
"Damn it! How come you've become so sharp since you came back from "Bloodline"!!!" Lin Hun roared. Some of the zombies under his butt raised their swords again, while others took out a new flame pot from their waist bags, all of them staring at Lin Hun's butt.
The problem was that Lin Hun was sliding down continuously. In a while, without the zombies below raising their swords to stab him, he would have to fall on the swords obediently. It was too late to draw his shield at this moment. Without hesitation, Lin Hun pulled hard with both hands.
"Fuck! I want to go back to the sacrificial site!!!"
Although the altitude dropped sharply again, at the moment when his butt was about to feel the temperature of tetanus, Lin Hun successfully took off into the air.
The zombie behind him had no time to slow down and bumped into the guardrail on the side of the bridge. His center of gravity shifted and he fell headfirst. His arms were waving wildly and the weapons in his hands hit the wall, producing bright sparks.
"There's something fishy about this Undead Town!!! It's biased!! Why can the undead in front of me see in but I can't? I don't accept it!!!"
With fierce roars and strong unwillingness, the four living soldiers fell down like dumplings.
But their contribution was great. They stopped the zombies behind them from falling. But unfortunately, no one cared about the dedication of these four people.
The zombies no longer have emotions or brains, and Lin Hun is busy escaping.
Four souls flew out from below and followed closely behind Lin Hun, but he did not dare to stop at all. The sound of breaking wind and the explosion of the flame pot behind him never stopped.
"But unfortunately the explosion is always one step behind me!"
But Lin Hun also knew that if he dared to slow down and absorb souls at this time, countless bombs would fall on him in the next second.
There were explosions and flames along the way, and Lin Hun's movements had attracted more and more undead. They did not join the team of undead behind him, but attacked Lin Hun from the windows. Those who had fire pots threw them, and those who didn't have fire pots threw weapons to add to the fun.
"Oh my god! Isn't it too much to throw a chair at him?" Lin Hun caught the oncoming chair with his bare hands and questioned the attacker.
The zombie had only a rag on his body, and didn't even have decent clothes, let alone weapons. However, he had enough clothes around him. Ignoring Lin Hun's words, he lifted up a chair from his side and tried to throw it at Lin Hun.
"You'd better put your furniture away!!!" Lin Hun grabbed the chair with one hand and the chair leg with the other hand, "Click!" He removed a chair leg as easily as picking up a piece of Want Want ice cream, and smashed it into the zombie's face.
Lin Hun ran while stretching out his hand. With a loud "bang", the chair leg shot out from Lin Hun's hand like a cannonball.
Without giving the zombie any time to react, he plunged his entire spear into the zombie's face and continued to smash him into the dark house. However, before he disappeared, Lin Hun saw that he had successfully given him a face full of peach blossoms.
Don't worry about the outcome of the zombie. The thin soul floating out of the window is the best answer.
"Little jerk, although I am now in the process of strategic transfer, you dare to interfere. Aren't you looking down on me too much?"
Lin Hun said with disdain, his feet never stopping and his hands constantly removing wooden strips from the wooden bench.
He only had a sword and a shield on him, and the rest were in his waist bag, so he didn't have time to take them out. He didn't dare to throw these two weapons back at will. Ordinary zombies were not worthy of him throwing weapons. If he threw them out and couldn't find them back, it would be a big loss.
But now it’s different. With the chair provided by the enemy, Lin Hun finally has a means to fight back.
Lin Hun kept dismantling chairs and throwing them at the zombies that were gathering on the left and right. Not long after each one hit a target, a soul would float out from there and follow Lin Hun.
So sometimes it’s better not to just join in the fun, because you might be blown to pieces by a “missile” that suddenly falls from the sky.
The entire chair disappeared in Lin Hun's hands at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his results were also quite good. The gray-white soul behind him was as strong as a cloak and followed Lin Hun closely.
This is what it really means when a person flies in front and his soul chases behind!
"The offensive force behind us has weakened, and we seem to be approaching the city wall. It looks like we have reached the edge of Undead Town. But this is good. At least we can find a place to rest."
The flame pots behind him have become much scarcer, and most of them cannot even be reached by the airflow. Lin Hun is ready to find a place to land.
"This location seems pretty good," Lin Hun's eyes suddenly lit up. This window sill is a certain distance from the ground, so it is very suitable for climbing up the eaves or exploring on the ground. "This is the place."
Before Lin Hun landed on the ground, a zombie had already noticed his presence from afar. However, because he had neither a fire pot nor anything to throw, he did not join in the bombardment of Lin Hun. But he never expected that he would fall into his hands.
There was no extra space in his dry brain to compare the difference in strength between the two. Just by seeing Lin Hun's embarrassed appearance with his naked eyes, he felt that he had secured it this time.
The zombie held a tetanus-enchanted spear in his hand and raised it diagonally toward the sky. His withered arm kept shaking, but the tip of the spear was always moving around Lin Hun's lower body.
On that dry and stiff face, Lin Hun could see an inexplicable excitement.
The undead in front of him didn't slow down!
Instead, it rushed towards us!!!
"Roar!" (Your life is like a candle in the wind!) The zombie let out a roar from his dry throat. He had already predicted his hunt this time - it will definitely succeed! I don't know how to lose!
Close! Closer!
"Hey!"
The sound of the sword piercing flesh was heard, and the zombie looked at the tip of the gun excitedly. He had already seen the blood splattering.
"Huh? Why isn't there an undead on the tip of my spear?" Without giving the zombie time to react, he felt dizzy and slammed his head hard on the ground. He looked up at the familiar yet strange ceiling helplessly, "Oh, so I've..."
He just saw the undead on his body out of the corner of his eye, and when the overwhelming souls fell, the zombie's eyes lost focus.
A wisp of soul also emerged from his body and joined the tide of souls.
But don't worry, the zombie can't die. It won't be long before he will be resurrected again, and then Lin Hun will take over the soul in his body again.