Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The three Lu Qiang men had not yet begun to do so. Zhao had already swept his eyes towards the evolutionary corpse.

Yes, sand sculpture skills are predicated on requiring the target zombie to be within sight.

“Ding! If the target zombie is detected, can the host develop skills? ”

Zhaofei blinked quickly.

The next moment, as if there were countless invisible lines, appeared in Zhao's perception.

And the other end of these lines is the evolutionary zombie.

The man in the suit was stiff.

However, none of the three men, including those surrounded by men in suits, noticed this fact.

Even Zhao knew what he was going to do without even thinking about a systematic reminder.

[Lie down. She gave orders to the zombies.

This directive, however, has not entered into force.

The system ruthlessly dismissed her skill instruction: "Sorry, the skill instruction is not sand sculpting enough to make a zombie sand sculpt for a second. Ask the host to reissue instructions. ”

Zhao: “...”

What the hell is that?

Not enough sand carvings?

She looked at the marshmallows.

Marshmallow Friendship Reminder: “This phrase means literally. You're going to have to change the sand sculpture a little bit, like letting a zombie strip dance or something, how the sand sculpture works. ”

Zhao: “...”

The brain replenishes the scene where a zombie dances striptease with a stiff limb.

She felt suffocated for a while.

However, the skill system is urging her.

Zhao is losing his mind. When he heard the words, he passed on one thought: [Dance.

“Ding! Skill instruction in effect. ”

Zhao a spiritual came back to God and realized what he had just said.

Her eyes opened slightly and she quickly looked at the zombie herd.

At this moment, a riot broke out in the zombie colony.

Those ordinary zombies, who had gathered together because of evolutionary zombies, also began to break apart and become irregular again.

A zombie found four people standing on this side, making an exciting howl.

However, Azhao's gaze is on the evolutionary corpse.

The three men also found something wrong, and they frowned and looked at the evolutionary corpse.

The man in the suit evolved the zombie, slowly, step by step, into the middle of this little courtyard.

Lu Qian's three eyebrows became more wrinkled.

The suit man's evolutionary zombie stride stopped, and he lifted his hand slowly, lifting it slowly, rigidly, toughly to the top of his head.

All three Lu Xuan showed vigilance.

They have never seen a zombie do such a thing.

What mysterious orders does this evolutionary zombie give?

Lu Xuan's knife had come out of his sheath. Zhou Ping held the gun in his hand tightly. Zhou Noo reached out and removed his sunglasses.

The group of ordinary zombies who were supposed to jump this way also felt the atmosphere of tension, looked in the direction of the Azhao Four people, and blindly looked at the evolutionary zombies who stood in the center of the courtyard with one finger.

Everyone and the zombies are waiting for this evolutionary zombie's next move.

Except Zhao.

If anyone pays attention to Zhao at this moment, they will find this little girl unbelievable.

But nobody looked at her, and at this point, the suit man evolved and the zombie moved.

He pointed at the hand in the sky, very dull, but with some strange rhythm, slowly, circled around.

And the other hand, sitting in a very painful position, forked between his waist.