Zhao Dongpo touched his forehead in disbelief.

The undead tribe has no blood. On the day they become the undead tribe, the blood turns white and completely integrates into various tissues of the body.

The bullet passed through his head, leaving a dark hole in the middle of his eyebrows.

The singers were stunned.

The first time they saw someone who was shot in the head and could survive.

"Haha! I thought you had what ability! Our Master Zhao Tian is already immortal. He is invulnerable to swords and guns, and he is not invaded by all poisons!"

"Yes, just surrender! You really disappoint us! You can die under our Dragon Xiangshan Zhao Tianshi, it is your honor..."

Bang!

The gun rang again.

The bullet passed through the man who spoke.

He interrupted.

thump!

The man fell straight to the ground.

The body withered rapidly.

And Zhao Dongpo became a mummy.

"What's going on! The Heavenly Master has become an undead tribe, why does it..."

Bang!

Another gunshot.

Before the man's face could disappear, he withered into a brown-black mummy and fell to the ground, floating lightly.

"run!"

I don't know who called it.

The rest of the people ran away!

But when they turned around, they saw not the stairs!

But a flying sword!

The Breaking Sword with the Breaking Sword hidden inside!

Swish!

The long sword swept through the air.

The head fell to the ground.

And the headless corpses turned into ashes.

When the wind blew, it dispersed directly.

A customer downstairs was bibimbap when suddenly he found some black ashes falling into the bowl.

A bowl of rice is very expensive, it’s a pity to throw it away.

Anyway, he is also a martial artist, so he doesn’t care!

The man stirred and tasted it.

"It smells so good!"

After saying that, he quickly fiddled with chopsticks and ate all the black bibimbap.

He burped with satisfaction.

"boss!"

Bang!

The man slapped the bowl on the table and wiped his mouth. "What's added here? It smells so good?"

"No... don't know?"

The boss has been scared to death. How could he know what is inside?

"Is it a bit familiar to eat?"

The Sang Gou took out a few gold teeth pulled out of the dead man's mouth from his arms and threw them to the hotel owner: "Food money!"

"Oh my mom!"

The boss was scared and trembled. Who dared to spend this money?

It's bad luck!

Pooh!

He spat onto the ground.

Sang Gou didn't care about it, and was still wondering why the smell was so familiar?

I seem to have eaten it, but I don't seem to have eaten it.

It looks like ashes, not like ashes.

Teng! Teng! Teng! Teng!

Sang Gou climbed to the top floor in one breath and saw the corpses all over the ground and the black powder that had not been blown away by the wind. He bent down and crushed it with his hands.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth.

"That's the taste!"

His face was extremely excited. "Brother, what is this? It smells so good?"

"The ashes of the Undead Clan." Li Shier responded lightly, walked out from behind the singers, bent down and picked up the bullets in the dust.

Just as he was about to blow off the ashes on it, he was snatched by Sang Gou. "Oh, don't waste it!"

After saying that, Sang Gou threw the bullet into his mouth and held it for a long time before he took it out carefully, wiped it, and returned it to Li Shier.

"I think you are dirty." Li Shier did not answer.

These bullets were given to him by Sang Gou at Sun Batian's house.

Taking advantage of his identity, Sang Gou needed some materials from Gu Chen, soaked the bullet and gave it to Li Shier.

As a thank you.

In fact, Li Shier wanted bullets directly caused by those materials, but unfortunately, the funeral alliance resources were not so much, so he couldn't bear to take them out.

"Hehe, brother, you're out now." Sang Gou put another bullet in his mouth and licked it, frowned slightly, "What does it smell?"

"This bullet hit the intestine." Li Shier said to be a dog. "Do you know how much business your funeral alliance will have after today?"

"How many?"

The dog was quenched to the ground, with expectations in his eyes.

"Ten thousand people are all from Zuoqiu Mountain and Kunlun Mountain. Think about it, there are corpses everywhere here, how much wealth will you have to make in the funeral alliance!"

Li Shier pointed at Mingyue Villa: "The corpses all over the city are all walking money!"

"But...what if these two families are unwilling to get the money?" Sang Gou was very excited, but he also expressed his concerns.

Normally speaking, after the war, there will always be people who collect corpses.

The price of hiring funeral alliances is too high, and often all forces will take the bodies back themselves.

This is about morale and people's hearts.

If all the soldiers who fought bloodyly were in a foreign land, the living would inevitably feel heartbroken.

They are not ordinary people, they are all very powerful warriors, and they naturally require different things from ordinary people.

"Don't worry, after this battle, they were all disabled. There were not many people who could live. It was impossible to bring back the corpses in the city." Li Shier sat back on the chair, and immediately a sensible girl rubbed her shoulders and back.

"The worst result is that Mingyue Villa will pay you to help me with it. Don't forget that this is their city, unless Mingyue Villa is willing to give up on it and turn it into a dead city."

Hearing words.

The dog's eyes rolled.

wonderful!

Make a fortune!

In this way, his status will be raised again in the funeral alliance!

"But the conditions, I want your Funeral Alliance Pope to do me a favor." Li Shier glanced out of the window. "I can stop this war."

"you say!"

The dog is a little panicked.

After this battle, it was all white money!
To be continued...