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ie heads falling to the ground. the blade and flower were so bright and graceful in the sea of zombies. Lin Shifu, holding Gatlin, seems to be a god ing down to earth. he is angry with Arhat. he stares at the zombie and shoots the bullet out.
Lin Er's jujube colored face was as red as blood, his ligated muscles trembled fiercely, and the Gatling barrel in his hand was fiery red, as if about to melt.
Suddenly, Lin Er's chest heaved violently, followed by a strong gush of blood. Gatling in his hand could no longer hold onto it and flew out of his embrace.
Lin Er's hands were wide open, and the muscles on his arm had burned marks, which were clearly the result of the overheating of the Gatling barrel.
After Lin Er spat out a mouthful of blood, he unexpectedly fell on his back! the Gatling recoil force used earlier was too strong, causing Lin Er's chest to be severely injured and one of his ribs to be shattered.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Er felt much more fortable, his stuffy and swollen chest also slightly reduced the pain, and his mind immediately returned to clarity.
Lin Er looked up at the already battered position and was stunned for a moment. the front line, spanning hundreds of meters, was filled with scenes of zombies slaughtering and eating corpses in a frenzy.
hell on earth, Lin Er thought to himself. he tried to stand up, but felt such pain in his chest that Lin Er tried several times to reach for the h
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