Apocalypse: Zombie Elimination Expert

The man with the painted face on the other end of the walkie-talkie was completely bewildered.

Who doesn't know KFC?

I remember when I was fighting in underground boxing matches, I was so busy that I often didn't have time to eat, and my underlings would order takeout from this restaurant for me every few days.

In terms of scale, it is indeed quite large.

But what the hell does this have to do with fighting?

Are you fucking kidding me? Do you think I don't know anything about this industry? What kind of competition has that name?

Seeing that Hua Lian was angry, Fang Hui immediately became anxious.

"Brother Hua, I really didn't lie to you. This is what his partner told me himself. It's called KFC. I didn't quite believe it at the time, so I asked him several times to make sure."

This isn't really Fang Hui's fault, because that's exactly what Li Wenwu said.

In contrast, the others, even the most friendly Zhang Shanhai, kept quiet about most of the information about their side at Chen Tuo's prompting.

The painted-face man didn't reply, but Green Hair and Red Hair could be heard whispering to each other over the walkie-talkie.

【Hey, your wife might not be lying to you. There are so many random fighting events, not just overseas, but even in China, there are quite a few that just randomly pick a few letters and start making money. They might just be some low-quality event trying to ride the wave of popularity. Many small brands like to do this.】

[Exactly, maybe that boxer on the other side is just some amateur from some shady tournament. With Hua Lian Ge's skill, he could easily take on four or five of them.]

After a long while, the painted-face man's voice rang out again.

How good are you at assessing his abilities? How skilled are you?

"I'm not really sure. There aren't many zombies around here anymore, but I heard they're planning to go to the basement tomorrow. Maybe there are zombies down there, and then we'll see how skilled he is."

[Alright, you'll go down with him tomorrow and show me just how strong he really is.]

Fang Hui tensed up upon hearing this, but still nodded: "Understood, understood..."

[Hurry up and get up there, don't arouse suspicion. If all goes well, I'll be able to bring you back by tomorrow. If you can handle them, you'll get the credit!]

Fang Hui's face lit up with joy, and she readily agreed. She quickly hid the walkie-talkie in her bag and tiptoed back upstairs...

……

The next day.

Chen Tuo was awakened by the sunlight shining on his face.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that Shu Yao, who is usually busy in the kitchen early in the morning, was sleeping in next to me today.

He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

That's quite a rare thing...

As soon as I turned my head, I saw something on the bedside table.

A pair of gloves.

At first glance, it was extremely rough, covered with crooked stitches, and the gloves themselves were pieced together from scraps of material of varying sizes, making them indescribably ugly.

If you were to sell it outside, unless you had a fetish for the ugly, no one would want it even if it were given away for free.

But Chen Tuo was stunned when he took it in his hand.

He was very familiar with this leather; it was the leftover scrap from when he made armor last time.

Although it was just scrap material, it was skillfully sewn into a pair of gloves.

Even though it looks terrible on the outside, it is very soft on the inside, and even has a layer of skin-friendly cotton fabric sewn on to prevent the rough leather from rubbing against your hands.

Put it on your hand...

It fits perfectly, neither too big nor too tight.

The properties of the iron-skinned zombie make the gloves both tough and slightly elastic.

Feeling his hands, which were more agile than when he was wearing boxing gloves, and looking at the sleeping Shu Yao beside him, a subtle feeling spread through Chen Tuo's heart...

No one knows better than him how difficult it is to deal with the skin of a metal zombie.

It took Chen Tuo three hours just to make two leg guards and hand guards, not to mention the gloves, which were made with a more complex process and required more cutting and punching.

With Shu Yao's strength, she must have been busy for most of the night.

The gloves may be ugly, but the sentiment behind them gives them a unique meaning.

Chen Tuo's eyes held a complex expression, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips...

……

"Brother Tuo, I'm ready!"

On the first floor of the fire escape, Jiang Xin was still wearing the same shiny leather suit, with a machete and hammer slung at her waist.

Zhang Shanhai changed into a new set of clothes, but remembering yesterday's lesson, he padded the magazines inside even more.

Even her neck was wrapped with a scarf that she had somehow found somewhere.

Chen Tuo and Shu Yao stood together.

The former was checking his equipment and helmet.

The boxing gloves were gone, replaced by a pair of rough and ugly gloves.

Chen Tuo liked it very much. Compared to boxing gloves, gloves were closer to bare fists, making punches more powerful and allowing for greater hand dexterity.

At the same time, the characteristics of the metal-clad zombie also make his hands safer, preventing them from being injured by sharp weapons or other zombies.

The latter was yawning, with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Why are people on such high alert?

Besides anticipating that there might be many zombies in the underground parking garage, it was also because they had previously opened the door and peeked inside.

It's better not to look at it, because once you do, it gives you goosebumps.

The underground parking garage is practically teeming with zombies.

Not to mention they're everywhere, you can at least spot one zombie every two or three cars on average.

There should have been few people in the underground parking garage, and given the time when the zombie crisis broke out in the early morning, there was even less chance of finding any living people.

Unfortunately, the entrance to the underground parking garage connects to the outside of the residential area.

There are security guards there normally, and no one has ever been able to break in.

But now that the zombie crisis has broken out, the entrance is exposed directly at the street entrance, except for a barrier.

The number of zombies roaming outside is far greater than that inside the residential area. Even if not all of them have entered, the underground parking garage is like a fishing trap, easy to enter but difficult to leave. With their mindless wandering, the number of zombies in the underground parking garage has accumulated considerably over the past few days.

"Aren't you two going in?" Chen Tuo turned around and glanced at Li Wenwu and Fang Hui.

Li Wenwu was stunned, then shook his head frantically.

"Tuo... Brother Tuo, I didn't plan to leave the neighborhood. When I said I'd help, I only meant knocking on doors in the stairwell, I didn't say anything like that..."

Chen Tuo ignored the subsequent explanation and looked at Fang Hui.

Fang Hui quickly shook her head as well.

Although Hua Lian had told her that she should go down to the underground parking garage with him to see Chen Tuo's skills, she still couldn't help but think of the scene she had just glimpsed, which was no less than the number of zombies on the ground in the community.

Since the painted-face man doesn't even know if he's following along, why risk his life?

Just make up a few random lines when the time comes. Anyway, judging by physique, he can't possibly be stronger than the painted-face guy, so why be so cautious...

Chen Tuo was not surprised by their reactions.

"Shuyao, you stay behind the door and open it when we come back."

After saying that, Chen Tuo whispered something in her ear.

"Keep a close eye on these two, and be careful they don't cause any trouble..."

Shu Yao paused, gripping the blood-stained entrenching shovel, and nodded firmly.

"clear!"

"Okay, let's go."

Wearing a helmet and the most complete protective gear, Chen Tuo took the lead.

Without wasting any words, he took off his goggles, threw down his backpack to avoid being too cluttered, squatted down, and went inside.

Jiangxin followed suit, producing the same product.

Zhang Shanhai also threw his backpack aside and followed at the very back, just in case his tail was attacked.

As the three entered through the gate, the fire door closed gently, and everything went dark...

The underground parking garage usually has lighting, but with the water and power outages, it naturally became unusable.

However, thanks to some reflective signs on the ground and the faint light coming from the garage exit not far away, it wasn't completely dark inside.

Visibility was limited to within ten meters; beyond that, only blurry shadows could be seen…

As soon as the three stepped into the underground parking garage, before they could even adjust to the dim environment, a roar came from not far away.

Without a doubt, the sound originated from a zombie.

What's even more alarming is that the roars were extremely close, and there were multiple of them, all within five meters of the three people, as if they had vaguely sensed someone had intruded...

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