"Not too much soy sauce."
"Um...ah! Too many..." Chen Yuan was annoyed.
"Salt."
"Yes... yes!" Chen Yuan's eyes were full of tears. She turned her head to look at him, as if she wanted to get praise.
"Focus and grasp it evenly."
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Fang Ming threw the pickled pork in the corner of the rooftop with satisfaction, and jumped over to the building opposite with a big jump.
A rental building that has never been here, I wonder what is hidden inside.
With twenty points of force, he violently broke the lock on the rooftop door.
As soon as he went down the stairs, he smelled a strong smell of blood.
When he went down to the fifth floor, he saw blood seeping out of Room 501, staining a large area of the floor in front of the door red.
Fang Ming looked out the window and saw two bodies lying on the floor in the room. There was a hideous gap on each of their necks, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off by a wild beast.
He opened the door, went in, and turned around.
There was no living thing in the room.
The two bodies belonged to an elderly couple. Their skin showed no signs of decay or decay, and their expressions before death were filled with fear and disbelief.
There were no signs of zombies, and the doors and windows were closed. What kind of wild animal could have broken in and killed them?
He went to the other two rooms on the fifth floor and found them empty.
After going down the fourth floor, the smell of blood became even stronger.
There were two zombie corpses lying in the corridor, with most of their heads eaten.
People who like to eat brains will eventually put their own brains on other people's tables.
There were survivors in the two rooms on the fourth floor, but they were also lying on the ground.
Their deaths were even more horrible, with their internal organs scattered all over the ground and their faces chewed off.
Why do they die so undignifiedly even though they are human beings?
No! It should be said that the two old men on the fifth floor died so dignifiedly. Why didn't that thing eat their bodies?
Is that monster quite picky?
"Ah!" A scream came from the second floor.
With curiosity in his heart, Fang Ming went down the stairs with a hammer in his hand.
In the corridor on the second floor, a zombie surrounded two men, and a corpse was lying on the ground.
Zombies? No, no, zombies don’t have that ability.
The moment he was thinking, the zombie noticed him and actually abandoned the two people and pounced on him.
Can my meat be more chewy?
Fang Ming kicked it against the wall and hit it on the forehead with the claw hammer in his hand.
The feel is wrong!
Before he increased his strength, he could kill a zombie with just 80% of his strength.
But now his strength increased significantly, and he thought he could knock the zombie's head open with just 40% of his strength, but the zombie was just knocked dizzy.
Not dead!
Have the zombies become stronger too?
In an instant he figured out the reason, and then gave it another try.
Six points of force, explosion!
"Fuck, why is this zombie acting crazy today? It was soft yesterday, but hard today."
The two men who escaped from danger breathed a sigh of relief and cursed loudly.
One of the tall and thin men stared at Fang Ming and grinned, "Hey, kid over there! You have a nice hammer in your hand, lend it to me!"
Fang Ming raised his eyebrows.
No, there are other experts? !
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