Zombie Evolution System

"How is it? Does your heart hurt? Jiro is your only son now. If you don't come to save him, then I will torture him to death."

"Oh~ I see. Is it because the visual sense has no impact? If so, then I will let you enjoy the visual feast."

On the screen, Wendu grabbed Jiro's hand, and then broke off his fingers one by one, and even twisted his wrist in the end.

"Pricking is not stimulating, violence is not violent, don't worry, there are more powerful ones."

"what--"

Jiro screamed again, because this time, Wendu used a short knife to cut open the skin on his face bit by bit.

Immediately, the blood on Jiro's face flowed onto his body.

Now, at a glance, Jiro seems to have just crawled out of a blood vat.

"There's no response, since that's the case, then I'll let you enjoy something even more powerful."

"what--"

In the picture, Jiro continued to scream, he wanted to resist, but every time, Wen gave him no chance to resist.

Soon, Jiro fell to the ground covered in blood, leaving him dying.

But it's not over yet.

In the picture, someone handed Wendu a hemp rope, and Wendu laughed ferociously. He tied one end of the hemp rope to Jiro's feet, threw the other end across the bridge, and pulled it hard, and Jiro fell Hang upside down in the air.

In Daoxiang headquarters, all the people were watching this cruel scene. They were all shaking and staring at the phone screen trembling.

Finally, Muramasa couldn't help but yelled: "Emperor Zong, what do you want! I order you to release my son immediately, and then kneel obediently in front of me!"

"Haha..." The Chinese on the screen burst into laughter: "Munzheng, Muramasa, I thought you didn't respond, but it turns out that you are not angry enough."

"What exactly do you want?" Murata said angrily into the phone.

"Are you here to save your son? I only have a dozen people here." Wen Du gestured to Shunzi and then the phone rotated.

Soon, Muramasa saw all the people around him, and of course he also saw Shunzi and Meimeng.

In the picture, Wendu had already put Jiro down, and then they stepped on Jiro's bloody face and said to the mobile phone: "Muramasa, I will only wait for you here for half an hour. If you don’t come here, then you will never see your son.”

Then, he motioned for Shunzi to turn off the phone.

Putting Jiro down ahead of time was because Wendu felt that Jiro couldn't hold on any longer, and despite the constant input of energy into it, Jiro's life was too short.

After 5 minutes, Wen Du finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally done."

"How is it, brother? Jiro..."

Wen Du nodded, probably waking up soon.

Just after finishing speaking, Jiro who was lying on the ground jumped up suddenly: "What do you want to do, to torture me like this!"

After finishing speaking, he himself was the first to be surprised. She looked at her intact hands, touched her intact face, and felt that her body still had inexhaustible strength. He yelled excitedly. .

"what--"

"Stop screaming, remember, the former Jiro is dead, and now you who have been reborn are the real you."

"Yes, my master."

Excited, Jiro actually knelt down in front of Wendu.

Of course, Wendu ignored it.