But before it could react, several more gunshots rang out. Yan Wushuang's eyes widened. At this time, he was first puzzled as to how his service pistol ended up in Fang Zhiyi's hands. Then he was amazed. Every shot of Fang Zhiyi hit the same spot!

At the fifth shot, the bullet at the back forcibly pushed the bullet in front into Mao Zhuang's forehead!

That is to say, the defense is broken.

The zombie's howling suddenly spread throughout the surroundings.

Fang Zhiyi was not careless at all. He was just kidding. This was not a movie. If champagne was opened in the middle of the show, it would be the end!

The bullet had long been smeared with rooster blood, and he did this without Yan Wushuang's knowledge.

So a group of people watched Fang Zhiyi chasing and firing at the fleeing hairy zombies. During this time, he even ran over and grabbed a machine gun, and then continued to chase the tall zombie and fired.

That scary-looking zombie now looks a little... pitiful.

Everyone swallowed their saliva when they saw this. They had never realized that Master Fang was so cruel before.

Even the zombies that seemed to be struggling seemed to have stopped.

They sensed a greater fear.

Finally, looking at the hairy zombie with no head, Fang Zhiyi spat: "Times have changed! Try to be invincible again! Don't you know that great strength can make miracles happen?" After scolding him, he turned around and saw a group of surprised and admiring eyes.

"The gunmanship is also a method, the trajectory is also a way, good, good..." Fang Zhiyi said casually. He had won this fierce battle, Qingxi Town won, and won because of courage.

The scene in the plot where you are scared and chased by these zombies will no longer appear.

This night was recorded on the stone tablet of Qingxi Town. Sheriff Yan Wushuang led the townspeople to capture several zombies. The zombie king refused to be arrested and was killed on the spot by Mr. Fang using "Taoism".

The next day, the townspeople were still talking about what happened that night. The public trial was held immediately afterwards. Looking at the thieves Nightingale and Lin A-Dai who were tied up, the townspeople's sense of justice was awakened again.

"Hang them!"

"Hang!"

"Shoot!"

"Hey zombies!"

"Huh?" Everyone looked at the person who shouted this sentence. Don't say it, don't say it!

Nightingale looked at the townspeople who were shouting at her to kill her, and said with a look of grievance: "I stole things for you! How can you repay kindness with hatred!"

"You're talking nonsense! Who wants your filthy money?"

"You caused me, an innocent man, to spend a whole day in jail! If it weren't for Master Fang, I wouldn't be able to get out now!"

"You are a big idiot for using stolen goods to do evil things."

"You, you ungrateful bastards!" Nightingale was almost mad. She looked at Lin A-Dai who was standing beside her, "Your master is so cold-blooded that he didn't even save you!"

Lin A'dai didn't say anything, but just kept searching the crowd, hoping to find his master.

"Whatever you do is just using the excuse of robbing the rich to help the poor to cover up the guilty conscience you feel after stealing things." Yan Wushuang gave a conclusion.

Nightingale refuses to accept this, she is the savior! Big man!

Fang Zhiyi also showed up. He first sighed and complained that he was not good at judging people and had accepted two disciples who did not follow the right path. He also announced on the spot that he would sever the master-disciple relationship with them.