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Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, the whole of New York was shrouded in the fear of death.

The alarm calls from major branches in New York are almost non-stop. Every moment there are calls reporting that someone is missing, someone was attacked, or someone saw a monster.

Even major TV stations sent their reporters who were not afraid of death and began to stay in places where monsters had been.

Not to mention, it actually paid off.

"This is CBS News. The footage that will be broadcast below was filmed by our reporters who risked their lives, and our cameraman even paid his life for it."

After a period of tragic reports, there was a scene of a zombie attacking people. It was a zombie covered in white hair, eating a homeless man.

Since the recorded camera is a professional equipment of the TV station, the picture of this video is very clear, so all viewers can see the whole process of the zombie scratching open the skull of the homeless man, grabbing his brain out and eating it, and even the brains are scattered everywhere. The details can be seen clearly.

If there were zombies in New York before, it was just a rumor spread in a small area. Most people just thought it was an urban legend or a prank by some boring people. After all, the United States has too many well-fed people. man of.

But as soon as the CBS news came out, most people believed it. Although various horror movies of this era also made the pictures very bloody, no matter how bloody it was, you could tell from the details that it was fake.

But the scene in the CBS news is one shot to the end. There is no action of cutting the camera to change the perspective. In addition, the miserable scream of the homeless man before his death. Even if he is an Oscar winner, he cannot make it so realistic. So Many people believed it.

And the few remaining people who didn't believe it had to believe it after the police issued an asylum order!

Of course, the United States has anti-intellectual idiots at all times.

"This is all false. This is a conspiracy by those capitalists. They want to take away our houses and drive us out of New York. This is a scam!"

A group of well-fed conspiracy theorists began to use traditional American skills to march in the streets.

They held up slogans full of conspiracy theories and occupied public resources to show off their personalities. More and more people went crazy.

Many of them don't even know what they are protesting about. In short, they will make trouble when someone takes to the street. Once the situation gets out of control, they will take advantage of the situation and loot, smashing several supermarkets owned by Asians and grabbing some supplies and money.

In this chaotic situation, all police officers from major police stations in New York returned to their ranks, all their holidays were cancelled, and they had to work overtime every day, directly realizing the American version of 996!

In the 12th Precinct, Cassel quietly came to Beckett and winked at her.

Beckett got up and walked to the tea room. There was an espresso machine on the table here. It was a benefit that Cassel gave to the police when he first came to the 12th Precinct. It solved the problem of bad coffee in the 12th Precinct.

"How is the situation? Has Wu Tian contacted you?"

Cassell shook his head, his expression more serious than ever.

"I asked the people in the city hall. Now Wu is a wanted fugitive from the FBI and is wanted throughout the country! It turns out that Wu's residence in Hell's Kitchen has been bulldozed and is now a military restricted area. For this reason, many New York gangsters They’ve all been driven away, and looking at this alone, it’s a good thing to arrive.”

Cassel remarked mockingly, and Beckett sighed.

"It's been three days now, and every day there are hundreds of missing people calling the bureau. It's conceivable that there may be even more missing people!"

"Beckett, are you saying that this is all the work of the Corpse King? It is producing a large number of zombies! Are you really planning to create a zombie army to invade New York?"

Beckett nodded.

"In three days, all branches in New York received more than [-] missing persons cases. Even if there are people fishing in troubled waters, the number will not exceed one-tenth. In other words, in these three days, the corpse king, At least [-] zombies were created, and each of these zombies is a monster that can dismantle armored vehicles with bare hands!"

Cassel has fought against zombies, so he naturally knows that Beckett is right.

"How is the elite force formed by Director George?"

"I heard that the force is composed entirely of soldiers. The military will send a colonel to command it. The weapons are provided by Stark Industries. Their strength far exceeds that of the police, but I have reservations about whether it can deal with zombies."

"Hmph, the last time we came was also the army, or the elite special forces. Weren't they killed by the zombie king? Let me tell you, the only way to solve this zombie crisis is Wu, but..."

Cassel was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. Although he had certain connections, and the mayor of New York was his old friend, on this matter, even the mayor had to step aside, and he had no words to say. Right.

"Anyway, let's take it one step at a time. I heard that Tony Stark will build a sun cannon to deal with the zombie army. I hope his cannon can turn the tide of the war!"

Beckett had no favorable impression of America's most famous playboy, and naturally had no hope for him.

"dad"

Cassel turned around and saw that his daughter, who had been away from home for several days, was running towards him quickly.

"Alexis, why are you back at this time?! Now New York is about to turn into a battlefield, you should leave quickly!"

"No, dad, I don't want to escape anymore. I decided to become an immortal cultivator and help everyone overcome difficulties!"

"Baby, I'm very happy that you can make this decision, but now is really not the time. Besides, Wu Du is missing now. Even if you want to become a disciple, you can't find anyone!"

Cassel told his baby daughter what had happened in the past few days. After hearing this, Alexis was shocked and ran out of ideas for a while.

Just when Cassel was about to persuade her daughter to leave New York and come back in a few days, Beckett's cell phone rang, and her expression changed instantly after she answered it.

"There is news from the 6th Precinct that Brooklyn has found traces of the Zombie King. Now that the military personnel have passed, the director asked us to seal off the entire Brooklyn and not let go of any zombie!"

Cassell, who lives in the city, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the Corpse King had appeared in Brooklyn.

"Baby, go home and stay with grandma as soon as possible. Don't go anywhere until the crisis is resolved. Be obedient!"

"Dad, what about you?"

"I am now considered a half-immortal cultivator, and I have the responsibility to stand up."

"But……"

"Obey, you must listen to me this time, do you understand?!"

Seeing her father's unprecedented seriousness, Alexis had no choice but to agree, and then Beckett sent a police officer to escort her away, while she and Cassel drove toward Brooklyn.

Sitting in the car, Beckett handed a Sand Eagle directly to Cassel, who took it in surprise.

"When did you change weapons?"

"After the strength is improved, the previous police pistol was too light, and zombies are not something ordinary weapons can deal with, so I changed it. The barrel and rifling of this Sand Eagle have been modified, and the bullet's exit speed is It’s faster and has a longer range, and the bullets are also tungsten alloy armor-piercing bullets provided by Stark Industries, which are enough to blast the zombie’s head.”

Cassell weighed it with his hands and found that the empty gun weighed ten kilograms. If bullets were added, it would probably weigh fifteen kilograms.

Ordinary people can't use such a perverted pistol, but for these candidate immortal cultivators, it is trivial.

"I really want to use Qingfeng Sword again, but it's a pity..."

"It is better to seek help from others than to seek help from yourself. We can only rely on ourselves in this battle!"

Just when the entire police force in New York was mobilized, the abandoned factory where Wu Tian was hiding suddenly emitted a burst of earthy yellow light, and then ripple-like cracks began to appear on the ground...