"Catch them! Don't let them run away!" the young man suddenly shouted.
"Go ahead! Catch the zombies and share the money!"
The old mayor also said: "Those who work hard...will get a bigger share of the profits later."
Fang Zhiyi added promptly: "Over there are some talisman paper and sticky rice I prepared. Each of you grab a handful, and be careful not to get bitten..."
Before he had finished speaking, more than a dozen people had already rushed out, followed closely by a group of townspeople, who were afraid of being left behind.
The zombies were also stunned. First, they were hit by something unknown, and now the food was rushing towards them?
"Will there be any danger?" Yan Wushuang was a little worried.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "Maybe, but who would be so hard on money?" He patted Yan Wushuang's shoulder again and said, "I can detoxify corpse poison and treat scratches and bites, but the fee is a bit high."
"You..." Yan Wushuang was speechless for a moment. He suddenly began to wonder if those who took the lead in rushing forward and inciting the emotions of the townspeople were arranged by this unscrupulous master...
Fang Zhiyi continued with a smile and picked up the loudspeaker to direct the townspeople to press their hands and feet.
"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change." Fang Zhiyi watched as the remaining zombies were pinned down one after another. Their hands, feet, and necks were all restrained. Someone even pulled out a lasso for catching wild boars. Even the extremely powerful zombies couldn't struggle. More and more people rushed forward. Dozens of people pinned down a zombie, and the zombies had no chance of fighting back. "Generally speaking, it's fear that defeats humans, and courage and unity that lead humans to victory."
Yan Wushuang looked at Fang Zhiyi suspiciously, and just as he was about to speak, a terrifying roar was heard.
Another tall figure appeared in the darkness.
Fang Zhiyi narrowed his eyes: "The appetizers are over, and the main course is here." He suddenly rushed out, so fast that Yan Wushuang didn't even react.
"This big one belongs to me!" Fang Zhiyi shouted. He knew that if the townspeople retreated at this moment, the situation on the scene would immediately reverse and the situation would immediately turn into a massacre.
These words startled the fearful townspeople. Seeing Fang Zhiyi rubbing his hands in excitement, they suddenly remembered the economic benefits that zombies could bring. "Master Fang! You can't do it alone, right? I'll go with you!"
But they all underestimated Fang Zhiyi's speed. The burly zombie could jump very far with one leap. It only took two breaths for it to be in front of them, and almost at the same time, Fang Zhiyi also stood in front of it.
"A zombie." Fang Zhiyi's eyes lit up. He hadn't seen anything new in a long time. "And it's just a hairy zombie."
The tall zombie was a little at a loss when Fang Zhiyi looked at him.
But looking at the person in front of him, it was obvious that he didn't take him seriously. The hairy zombie roared and suddenly rushed towards Fang Zhiyi. Fang Zhiyi nimbly dodged and just flicked his hand. A peach wood sword appeared in his hand and instantly stabbed the hairy zombie.
The hairy zombie reacted quickly, dodging sideways and swinging his backhand, creating a gust of wind. Fang Zhiyi stumbled and nearly fell. He quickly steadied himself, muttering something, and a yellow talisman appeared in his left hand, pressing it towards the hairy zombie.
The hairy zombie opened its mouth and sucked, swallowing the talisman paper. Fang Zhiyi was shocked. You really are not picky about food! When you reach the level of a hairy zombie, you are not afraid of these things at all.
After swallowing the talisman paper, the hairy zombie attacked again. Fang Zhiyi dodged left and right, but still got several bloody marks on his body.
Just as the hairy zombie approached again, Fang Zhiyi suddenly pulled a handful of sticky rice from his pocket and threw it at the zombie. The zombie cried out in pain, its movements slowing slightly. Fang Zhiyi seized the opportunity and rushed forward, stabbing the zombie's chest with his peach wood sword. The zombie, in pain, grabbed Fang Zhiyi's arm.
Fang Zhiyi struggled hard to break free and kicked Mao Jiang in the stomach. He used all his strength in this kick, but it felt like kicking an iron plate. Mao Jiang was kicked back a few steps, and the two sides were in a stalemate again.
"It feels great." Fang Zhiyi suddenly laughed. He hadn't fought in many worlds, and now there was something like this that allowed him to show his skills. It was a pity that there was no such thing as cultivating immortals in this world. He had to try to see if the means of cultivating immortals could be used in fighting. But it was just a thought. If one could cultivate immortals, this thing in front of him would probably be a real monster.
"Roar!" The hairy zombie pounced again, Fang Zhiyi dodged sideways, stretched out one hand, and put the other hand behind his back, posing a classic pretentious pose from a martial arts movie.
This look attracted the townspeople behind him to shout in unison, "This is Master Fang! Even such a powerful zombie is so elegant!"
The hairy zombie turned around and pounced. Fang Zhiyi took out his hand from behind his back, and then there was a gunshot.
The bullet lodged itself between Mao Jiang's eyebrows.
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