Those who couldn't get involved even had a feeling that nothing in the world could make the madman back down, especially on the battlefield!
Unless he's dead!!
This scene made Zhao Youliang's blood boil, and he took the initiative to lift his shirt to reveal the large waist on both sides of his body.
"Brother Dao, chop down those bastards over there!"
Upon receiving Zhao Youliang's summons, the small wooden knife that he had secretly hidden in his bosom immediately flew out.
It was still the young general's cheeky voice: "Little knife, little knife, floating in the sky, to kill someone, first stab yourself in the waist."
"Seven Wounds Blade, here I come!"
"Ah!" Zhao Youliang screamed in agony; "Ah, ah!" the backward-walking corpse screamed...
The reason there were two shouts wasn't because the backward-walking zombie's loud shouts echoed.
It was because, at the same time the small wooden knife pierced his waist, the shackles of the mad prisoner also slammed heavily onto it.
To be precise, it was because the small wooden knife hit first that the Mad Prisoner's attack succeeded.
The injured backward-walking corpse staggered back, and for the first time, fear appeared on its eerie, yin-yang face.
After a brief hesitation, he immediately straightened up, turned around, and fled.
It was so fast that even if Zhao Youliang and the others wanted to catch up, they would never be able to.
Seeing this, Li Mao, who had been acting as bait and doing nothing, was overjoyed.
"Quantum, quantum, we actually won?"
"We actually drove away the androgynous zombie?!"
After a moment of no response from Zhao Youliang, Li Mao turned around to check.
"Hey, Quantum, where are you?"
"Oh dear, when did you faint?!"
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