Zombie Evolution System

When he came to the base again, Wen Du felt a little emotional: When he entered the base for the first time, he had to go through the floors. Now, he stopped in the elevator and arrived at the place in a few tens of seconds.

The Golden Dragon headquarters, the martial arts arena, the wine priest stood there, he seemed to be waiting for someone.

After a while, Huo Fenghuang came in with Wen Du.

"Old Taoist, are you looking for me?" Wen Du looked at the mysterious wine priest and asked.

"En." The wine priest turned around, and he raised his head and took a few sips of wine.

"Insect Emperor..."

"Just call me Wendu."

"Wendu."

Wen Du nodded: "You ask."

The wine Taoist glanced at Wen Du up and down: "I want to know, how much do you know about killers?"

"Killer?" Wen Du shrugged: "I don't understand at all."

"For your sake, let me tell you about killers." The wine priest said, sitting cross-legged on the ring.

Wen Du also sat down cross-legged: "Please tell me."

"Killers are divided into two types, one is born and the other is acquired."

"Natural killers, they have been killing things since they were young, and they were adopted, trained, and assigned missions by killer organizations."

"Being cultivated in the early stage, earning benefits for the cultivator in the later stage, such as money, full strength, and everything you want."

"If the mission fails, then his life has also come to an end."

"Most of the acquired killers are out of helplessness and have to rely on killing to earn their own interests. Basically, they are composed of scattered people from the world."

"But there is also a kind of people who don't become killers to make profits, but to enjoy the process. There are very few of them."

"Don't think the killers are too mysterious. They may be gangsters, or they may be the leaders of a certain company."

"Some killers, for the sake of profit, can do whatever they can."

"For others, he may kill all the people involved. For himself, he can also ruthlessly remove his own bones, and even point a gun at himself when necessary."

……

The wine priest talked for an entire hour, and he didn't stop until Wen Du was about to feel sleepy.

After taking two sips of wine, the wine priest said, "I want to know your current strength."

Wen Du was stunned for a moment: "You mean... let's fight?"

The wine priest nodded: "Yes."

Wen Du waved his hand and refused: "Is this not good?"

"Hehe..." The wine priest laughed twice: "What's wrong, even if it's for your own life, you should do it."

Looking at the time, Wen Du nodded and said, "Okay, we can still catch up with dinner after the fight."

"Ha ha……"

The wine priest smiled at what Wendu said, bent down and put the bottle on the edge of the ring, and waved at Wendu.

Wen Du stood up, and he jumped on the spot: "Old Daoist, here I come."

As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the wine priest and punched him.

"..." The wine priest shrank his pupils, and when he heard the voice behind him, he quickly turned around and covered his chest with his arms.

"boom!"

The wine priest was forced to take three steps back, but Wendu did not take a step back.

"Wait a minute!" the wine priest shouted.

Wen Du was about to call up, when he heard the wine priest yell to stop, he stopped and looked at the wine priest strangely.

At this time, the wine priest finally understood what Wendu's phrase "you can still catch up with dinner after the fight" meant.

According to Wendu's style of play, it's not him who falls, but himself!