[Hunter] How to kill a zombie

ignore it.

After visiting several traffic police centers in Youkexin City and watching the surveillance video for a day and a night, Zoe felt a headache that she hadn't felt for a long time.Physically.

After all, there are quite a few people in each police station, and to watch the surveillance video, one must continue to activate abilities while concentrating.When was the last time you used your abilities so intensively?As if it had never been.Mental exhaustion made Zooey's footsteps a little weak, but fortunately, she had locked on Lucas's location, and they moved him to a hotel.

At night, the streets of Youkexin are bustling and noisy, and the sound of police sirens and ambulances can be heard in the distance. These two sounds have become the norm in this city.Zooey ignored the people on the street, but walked firmly towards the hotel.

At the entrance of the hotel, Zooey used her ability to get the room information from the front desk, and then took the elevator.Everything was dead silent except for the hum of the elevator.

September [-]rd.Wo Jin has not returned overnight, he is not a person who is often late.Therefore, he was either caught in the enemy's trap, or he was dead.During the day, Ma Qi and Nobunaga were ordered by the head of the group to lead the Chain Hand to appear, but they did not expect that it was the two children who took the bait.Only the two escaped when most of the brigade went out to find other Nostra bodyguards associated with the Chainhands.At the same time, the head of the Phantom Troupe, Kuroro Rushiru, also found Nyon, and the two entered the building of the new venue for the auction.Killers from all walks of life have also been dormant here, including the famous Hakka who beat the enemy.

The night gradually opened.

That event came silently.This is often the case when big things happen.The tragedies and comedies staged in the world are still going on, and the disputes, hatred, and turnover of interests between individuals.For some it's just a normal Friday night.Meet loved ones, reunite with family, or go out for a drink with a couple of friends.Humanity is so ignorant of the impending crisis that normal birthdays continue when it actually happens, but the catastrophe has arrived, sooner, faster, and more brutally than they ever imagined.

"Hey, look at that man," said the white-collar woman who had finally come out on a date with a date after a hard day's work, "...doesn't he look a little strange?"

"You are too nervous." The other party replied with a smile, "Did something unpleasant happen at work?"

"Ah—yes, don't mention it, our leader..."

Human individuality is disappearing.It is said that modern people have more "spare time" than before, but their private life has been invaded more covertly than their work.The individual is dissolved into the grand narrative, drawn into the miracle of the GNP, forced to accept something absurd or hypocritical as sacrosanct.Personality has been disintegrated, and private life has become uniform.Hobbies, clothes, forms of ideal life...including sex, are all being exploited and violated in subtle ways.But even so, people will feel pain when they are hurt, and they will be afraid when they encounter incomprehensible things, and the stories between people will not be eclipsed by this.

The elevator door opened, and Zooey walked towards the closed door step by step.She doesn't have Nion's ability, so she can't know in advance what will be on the other side of the door.But there are always things that can break the routine.Humans are creatures of habit, and they can live without many changes in their daily lives, and some people may even be unwilling to change.Stillness and ease, these are the happiness that can be expected.But society is changing, the world is changing, these things are always changing.Nothing stays the same.

Zoe also thought that this kind of life can also be obtained by Lucas.She can do it, her word.As long as there is no clue left, all the relevant personnel's memory about them will be erased - this may be a huge and complicated project, but she believes that she can do it.That way they can one day live together like a normal family.

Maybe.

Beyond the door is a vast unknown, a bed soaked in blood and the smell of death.She knows because she can feel the living.Zoe Corleone could smell blood before opening the door.

Lucas lay there, quiet and alone.

Sadly, she actually found the smell of blood alluring.

"Breaking news! There is a suspected zombie crisis in Youkexin City? The incident happened in a famous tourist attraction, and several citizens attacked people! Our reporter will continue to follow up and report for you..."

Paris Stone Ending: In the Name of Love

Lucas is dead.

Some things just don't seem to matter that much anymore.

Night fell, and a thick black blanket hung over the city like a velvet blanket.Instead of starlight, the night is lit by the blinding white lights of helicopters and burning buildings.The night was thick, as if the sun would never shine again the next day.But none of these seemed to affect Zoe's nerves.The streets of Youkexin were chaotic and chaotic, and the screams of people and police sirens kept coming and going.Is that the sound of guns around the corner?Did those screaming people turn into zombies?Is the red liquid under your feet blood?Is the thick death in the air because of the end?

There were so many ridiculous things that Zooey thought she was in a dream for a moment.It was as if she was still in that lonely house, traveling at night to the wilderness where the morning dew had not yet dispersed, the cold air seeping into her clothes, the winter snow no longer melted, and spring was nowhere in sight.

Hell is like on earth.

She didn't remember doing those things—she didn't remember turning so many people into zombies.Why did it turn into this scene now?She didn't know it, but there was a picture of her on the big screen on the street news, many years ago at Buffalo and Arthur's house.Zooey walked through the chaotic crowd and walked into a building.

The agreed place is on the top floor, but someone in the building has already been attacked by zombies.Everyone fled in panic, some took up weapons, but many more were crying.Some of them suddenly lost everything: security, family, friends; perhaps, like Zoe lost Lucas.

The moment she stepped onto the roof, she saw Pariston's back, and for some reason Zooey was not surprised.The person who left the note was Pariston, which seemed to be a matter of course.

"You're finally here," he said, turning to her, smiling. "We need to have a good chat."

"Indeed." Zoe replied.

"You saw the note, you already know about Lucas?" he said.

"Did you do it?"

Pariston didn't speak, but looked at her with those smiling eyes.

"Not."

"But you pushed from behind," Zoe stated.

Pariston knew that she had read his memory, and he was very familiar with the feeling of his brain being violated, but at this moment, he was content with it.The anger and hatred burning quietly behind those eyes was exactly what he had been pursuing all along.

Zoe didn't take any further actions, but just gestured to the chaos that occurred below:

"Did you do this?"

"No. I wish it was me, but unfortunately, no... no, I wouldn't do something like that."

"Yes, after all you 'love' human beings." Zoe said sarcastically, her spirit was sinking into Pariston's mind, and that kind of distorted love was the driving force behind him.This is a sick person who mistook sickness for temperament.She could even hear his unspoken words.

"I love everyone's tragedies, their struggles and their choices, their ugliness and their good intentions. But not like that. Not turning them into meaningless numbers. You know? I've always hated that. Or rather, hate Systematic system - balance and stability. Some people in the association firmly believe in this, such as Chido.

"Do you remember that time? People celebrated death like a carnival, and every death was thrilling. Every scene didn't disappoint. It was a time of passion. People used to be like that, weren't they? The strong will strangle the weak by the throat and tear their flesh. Cruel, bloody, and vicious. Compared with that era, the death of modern people is too gentle. Such deaths, such events, only increase the number of anonymous, Until all things perish. No, this is not my wish. This is not what I did."

Open-minded?

Kuroro must have read it wrong.

There was only dark anger in Zooey’s heart.

Corresponding to tolerance is indifference, tolerance because of indifference, and forgiveness because of indifference.

However, there are some things that cannot be forgiven.Parisstone stood in front of Zooey like an open book.He himself seemed to realize that the memory was disappearing bit by bit.Zooey has never understood this man better than at this moment, and has never hated him more than at this moment.But love and hate are one for him, and gradually, it may become the same for her.

He kissed her at such a time, kissed her on the bones of thousands of people, kissed her in the stinking hell, mixing hatred and love together.She devours fiery lips as bloody fruit,

In the flames of hell, everything about him danced in her body, and the two dicks were entangled, where he sowed the seeds of evil.

Everything about this man is dissolving into her. His thoughts, memories, and emotions are entangled in every cell, every blood vessel, and every mucous membrane of hers.Just like mist, a little bit of penetration and blending make two completely different colors completely mixed together.He was really in her body, fused with her, the two of them