Zombie Evolution System

Wen Du came to the place on the map and stopped the car. He stood at the gate of the community and observed carefully.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, two very strong men walked out of the security room.

Wen Du felt that the explosive power of these two men was extraordinary, and they must have been soldiers kings before.

There is also a faintly felt threat. Wen Du believes that as long as he acts too aggressively, countless bullets will definitely fly towards him.

"I'm looking for Mr. Li." Wen Du suddenly remembered that the Jinlong team leader's surname was Li, so he said quickly.

"There's no one you're looking for here, let's go!" After saying that, the two men approached Wendu.

"No, no, two big brothers, can I make a phone call? I'm here for treatment, really!" Wen Du got out of the car and said to the two majestic men with a smile.

"Cure?" Suddenly a voice came, and then a young man in his twenties came over with a schoolbag on his back.

Wen Du looked over, the young man was really in his twenties, he was wearing an unbranded suit and short hair, but he didn't look like a student, why he was carrying a schoolbag, Wen Du didn't know.

He walked to Wendu's side, scanned Wendu's body from top to bottom, curled his lips and said, "It's just you, are you still here for treatment?"

Wen Du was unhappy at the time, he took a step forward and said, "I'm here to treat illnesses, what's the problem?"

Wendu was half a head taller than the boy, so he could only look up at Wendu.

However, he didn't seem to be afraid of Wendu's approach at all. He asked, "Who are you here to treat, let alone someone who often appears on TV."

"I'm looking for Mr. Li." Wen Du said.

"That Mr. Li?"

"Of course it's Mr. Li who often appears on TV."

"You said my grandfather was sick!" the young man said angrily.

"So that's your grandfather?" Wen Du shrugged, "It's not your grandfather who is sick, but your grandma!"

"Your grandma is sick!" the young man said angrily. He walked up to Wendu's motorcycle and kicked it on it.

"Help up!" Wen Du said angrily.

Seeing the motorcycle being kicked, Wen Du's aura subconsciously radiated out.

"Don't move!" At this moment, a group of men with micro-guns and sunglasses came running over. They quickly surrounded me and the boy, pointing their guns at Wendu obliquely.

"I told you to help me up!" Wen Du appeared next to the boy in an instant, grabbed his collar with one hand, and lifted the boy up.

He doesn't care about the guns around him, even if they shoot, Wen Du is not afraid, he guarantees that it is not himself who dies, but those who hold the guns.

There was a flash of panic in the boy's eyes, but he quickly calmed down: "I order you to let me go immediately, or these people will definitely shoot."

"Hmph!" Wen Du grabbed his neck and said, "I'll let you help me up!"

"Put down Young Master Li, or we will really shoot." Those people with guns seemed to be threatened by a leader.

"Get out!" Wen Du glared at them: "As long as you shoot, I guarantee that none of you will survive."

"Do you want to help him up?" Wen Du said to the boy who was pinched by him.

"No...don't help!" Although the boy was afraid of Wendu, he didn't believe that Wendu would kill himself because of the motorcycle fall.

"Tough mouth, hum!" Wen Du said, clenched his fist with his left hand and quickly hit the boy on the stomach.