Zombies don't need to rest

What did Luo Jincheng do?

It's not that Jiang Yang has never been so suspicious.

Because according to Gaolou, except for the liquid gold that they had come into contact with during their research, the rest of the people, whether it was the institution or the organization, didn't know the existence of this thing at all.

But based on what he knew about Luo Jincheng, he always felt that he couldn't do such a thing.

But besides Luo Jincheng, is there any other way to get access to this thing?

Looking at the boy who was still looking for the target not far ahead, Jiang Yang signaled Lao Jiu to prepare for action.

But at this moment, Dong Quanyun's voice suddenly came from his earphones: "Brother Yang, something is wrong."

On the roof of a five-story residential building not far away.

Dong Quanyun, who had already turned on the device, frowned and said: "This child has a strong shield, the device cannot lock him, and there is something above the child's head emitting signals."

Dong Quanyun quickly operated the instrument, and finally came to a conclusion: "Someone is watching him, and he is using the information channel of the military satellite. If he intercepts it, he will be discovered."

Jiang Yang asked Lao Jiu to stay where he was, and in the next second he had appeared next to Dong Quanyun.

Looking at the device, only the signal source was detected, but it did not lock on to the boy who was looking at a zombie tavern below.

He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the child standing in the shadow of the street.

At a certain moment when he turned to avoid the zombies, Jiang Yang saw the white metal reflection the size of a grain of rice on the back of his head.

Dong Quanyun said in a low voice: "Luo Jincheng completely controls the federal army."

Jiang Yang touched his chin: "But this style of doing things is not like Luo Jincheng."

Dong Quanyun didn't speak, he only met Luo Jincheng when he just woke up, and usually only saw him on TV.

Jiang Yang looked at the boy who was sneaking into the back door of the tavern and said, "You and Sun Hai go to Lao Jiu, I'll go over and see what's going on with this kid."

After Dong Quanyun left, Jiang Yang stuffed the belt he had brought into his pocket.

Flipping his palm, black metal spikes appeared, and he stabbed them forcefully into his temple.

Looking at the boy who turned in through the window, his figure disappeared instantly.

Because at that moment just now, he thought of another possibility.

If, this child is not a tool used to achieve a certain purpose.

But one, what about the experimental subject?

ps

Looks like I have a cold, it should be fine

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153 Terminator?Who do you want to end?

This is a zombie tavern located on the outskirts of the zombie living area, and it is already overcrowded at the moment.

As one of the few places in the current zombie living area that is still open for business, zombies who do not want to go home gather here to chat, and it is inevitable to talk about the two cases that happened in the topic.

And it is inevitable that they will talk about the conflict between the two groups of zombies on the street a few days ago.

After all, if they didn't do anything, the zombie living area wouldn't be temporarily blocked.This kind of behavior temporarily closed more zombie taverns, and completely made the small vendors who were hesitant to come to wait and see.

It doesn't matter to those guys who don't want to go out and communicate with other zombies, but it makes them cleaner.

But for zombies like them who are willing to gather and chat with their small groups, this has seriously affected their lives.

Although most of the people here are ordinary zombies, they won't talk much about those Grade A zombies, so the chatting topics mainly focus on those two cases.

However, there are also individual Class A zombies in the crowd, and they will not be timid because of the number of people. At this moment, a few of them are talking loudly about the brief battle that happened inexplicably and ended abruptly.

"Those two guys have fought countless times after living together for so many years. This time, it was because of the tavern owner that they fought again, but it's also strange. Who on earth could do such a thing under the noses of the two of them? ?”

The talking Class A zombie took a sip of the drink in the glass, squinted his eyes and looked at the few zombies who were fast shuttle in the distance.

He has received news that a group of guys are searching in the zombie living area, intending to find the murderer of the two cases.

To be honest, he is not very optimistic about these people.

Because even though they are a well-known zombie organization in the second base city, there are tens of thousands of people, and there are many Class A zombies sitting in the city.

It's true that they are very strong, but such strength is not enough for them to run rampant throughout the zombie living area.

If the case was really done by a Class A zombie, how could they find out?

Shaking his head boredly, another Class A zombie sitting opposite him grinned twice and said: "Anyway, those guys are very angry now, and they came to me this morning. Ask me if I plan to bring you to cooperate with them."

The zombie who was looking around asked curiously, "What cooperation?"

The zombie sitting opposite him whispered: "They also want to govern themselves, but it's not as troublesome as that Jiangyang. They plan to directly control the living area of ​​the zombies first, and then go to the No. [-] base city or talk to Luo Jincheng."

The curtain behind the counter in the tavern was lifted, and the tavern owner came out with a barrel of alcohol in his arms. After putting it away quickly, he seemed to be going in to get the rest.

Seeing this scene, the zombies narrowed their eyes slightly and stared there, and asked casually, "How do they plan to control the living area of ​​the zombies? By force?"

The zombie sitting opposite him turned his head curiously when he saw his movements.

But nothing was noticed except that the tavernkeeper had thrown back the curtain and entered the backstage.

Turning around, he said: "Forcing force is definitely not enough, so they came to me and said that we, Class A, should find a chance to sit down and talk first. As long as we can reach an agreement, the rest of the matter will be easy."

Looking at the unmoving curtain hanging behind the counter, the zombie stood up with squinted eyes and said, "I have time, let's see if they can wake him up, that guy just confronted and fought with a zombie on the first floor. For the rest like Lu Guorong and the others, I feel that it is impossible to agree to negotiate with him."

The zombie sitting opposite him nodded: "That's what I told him, let's talk about it when he gathers the people from their organization, and the guys from Factory 452 by the way. A few lunatics have been holding back for decades, and now they have been quiet for a few months, and it doesn't feel like a good thing, maybe they were responsible for the two recent cases."

The zombie who stood up squinted his eyes and stared at the door curtain, beckoning him not to speak yet, and slowly approached the counter.

Watching his movements, the talking zombie stood up vigilantly, put down his cup and quickly followed.

A zombie noticed the movements of the two of them, and looked curiously at the position behind the counter they were staring at.

The zombie walking in front was very fast, but stopped when it approached the door curtain.

He signaled the waiter next to him to back off, while he himself suddenly released his coercion, stared at the backstage vigilantly and said, "Who are you?"

The Grade A zombies following him didn't know what he saw, because in his feeling, there were no zombies in the background at this moment, and there was no strange atmosphere.

But as a friend, he still bowed vigilantly and turned around, turning his back to his friend and staring at the zombies in the tavern who were watching the two of them.

The two were comrades-in-arms long before the apocalypse, and met again after spending the dark years together.

The threat of two A-levels who cooperated tacitly was too great.

The onlookers didn't go over and didn't provoke further, because the one facing them was just on guard, so they sat quietly and looked at the peaceful door curtain.

The zombie who had crossed the counter and came to the door bowed down, trying to keep the energy fluctuations on his body from causing the guards to martial law.

Shen Sheng said: "You are not a relative of Boss Li, are you? Isn't it a bit impolite to run into other people's room because of a disagreement?"

There was no movement in the room, and in the eerie silence, the zombie with a keen sense of smell suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

The zombie standing in front of the door suddenly opened the curtain, and the tavern owner who had fallen to the ground appeared in front of him.

He squinted his eyes and covered his neck that was gushing blood. After seeing the zombies rushing in, he pointed to the open back door.

Nodding his head, the zombie rushed out of the back door as fast as he could, and then saw a flashing figure at the corner of the street.

"You stay and take Boss Li to the hospital, I'll go and have a look."

After saying something quickly, his figure disappeared in place.

The zombie who rushed out after him glanced at the direction he was leaving, turned around, took out his mobile phone and dialed the emergency number.

While he was trying to stop the tavern owner from bleeding, the zombies in the tavern had already stood up and moved over.

A zombie who had been a doctor before his death and had further studied for a period of time in recent years took the initiative to walk in and undertake the rescue task, while the rest of the zombies left the tavern one after another and scattered towards the streets in all directions.

Before the ambulance arrived, a message had already spread throughout the zombie living area: "The murderer of the first two cases has appeared, and he is currently on the surrounding streets, and a Class A zombie is following him."

In a residential building in a certain alley, the zombie who received the news jumped out of the window.

Looking at the tall Class A zombie who also opened the window, he said, "The man has been found, and you still plan to stop me?"

The zombie with a height of more than two meters shook his head: "I can be sure it wasn't made by zombies."

The zombie standing downstairs squinted his eyes and looked at him: "It seems that we really need to sit down and talk about the next step in the development of the zombie living area. Civil war, everyone will have a bad life."

The two-meter-high zombie jumped out of the window and landed on the ground smoothly. After a short silence, he said, "You are right."

The two looked at each other, the figure disappeared in place, and quickly ran towards the direction mentioned in the message.

In the alley on the edge of the zombie living area, the boy ran quickly in the shadows.

The endless radiant energy from the black sun converged into his body, and the whole person was like a dexterous cat, quickly shuttling through the dark shadows on both sides of the street.

The Class A zombies following behind stared at him closely.

He also saw a flash of shadow when the tavern owner moved things out and opened the curtain just now.

But until now, he was obviously following behind the other party, but he didn't smell anything.

He can be sure that this guy is not a zombie, but he is a little at a loss.

What is this guy's speed, if not a zombie?

Humanity?

Feel the breath carefully, this guy has no smell of human flesh and blood.

What is neither zombie nor human?

Looking at the figure not far ahead, which once again increased its speed and tried to get rid of itself, the zombie narrowed its eyes and increased its speed.

In fact, his speed can be faster, but if he pursues with all his strength, the energy fluctuation will trigger an alarm, and then the zombie living area will be under martial law again, which is the result he does not want to see.

But he forgot that he was not the only Class A zombie in the zombie living area of ​​No. [-] Base City.

And among these Class A zombies, not everyone has so many concerns.

The soaring coercion bloomed instantly.

In the next second, the zombie following saw the figure he was chasing, flew out at an extremely fast speed, crashed through the wall of the next street and stopped.

A pair of scarlet eyes stood directly in front of him.

The zombie, who was only about 1.5 meters tall, licked his lips excitedly and glanced at himself.

The zombie stopped instantly, ignoring the sudden sound of the siren. Two hands grew rapidly, black sharp claws replaced the palms, and a black tail quickly grew out amidst the teeth-gritting sound of bones rubbing against each other.

More than that.

On his back, a pair of black bat-like wings pierced the skin and stretched out.

His hoarse voice sounded: "Snatching prey is an unfriendly act, and you have attracted the guards."

The short zombie standing opposite him smiled excitedly: "Guards? Come, just come, just let them come and see, what interesting little things have been found in our zombie living area."

The two looked at each other nervously.

Both are Class A, and the relationship is not good. If a fight really breaks out in such a dark place, no one knows what the consequences will be.

Especially the zombie chasing after him.

He stared at the short man across from him.

This guy has been restless since he woke up, so he never left the No. [-] base city from the beginning to the end, and Luo Jincheng sent people to strictly guard him all the time.

But he really hasn't done anything excessive over the years, so he can move around freely now.

But the zombies who have been in contact with this guy for a long time know that although this guy is awake, his mental state has not been very good.

I heard that this guy was a mentally ill patient before his death, so everyone will be extra careful when facing him.

In the ruins of the collapsed street wall, the boy stood there and watched in surprise that the zombies following him had changed into another appearance.

He never thought that zombies would transform.

What frightened him even more was the short man standing not far in front of him staring at him.

At that moment just now, I didn't see clearly where the other party appeared from. I just saw a foot appearing out of thin air, and the next second the person was lifted out.

But fortunately.

I moved my body quickly, but I was not injured.