"Sales from a demon."

Ho Ying-woo's eyes were bright and righteous, and she looked so simple and unpretentious.

It doesn't seem like he's talking lies at all.

The handsome young man glanced at the black bread and fell from Jianbing.

It seemed to have no weight, gently fell to the ground.

Lifting weights as light.

As the time fell, the sword inserted into the zombie man returned to the handsome scabbard.

Returning to the sword, no drop of blood was stained.

Pure and flawless, loneliness and cold.

What happened to Ho Ying-gun, his pupils contracted slightly: "You are from Jianmen."

"No, he is our man."

Several men in suits with sunglasses ran out from all directions. One of them had a messy hair and a big cigarette in his mouth, looking very sloppy.

After taking off my sunglasses, I became even more sloppy, and the dead fish eyes looked like they were funny.

Ho Ying-gun felt that she might laugh out loud, and the strong aura of waste fire emanated from it. Why can it be so funny...

The dead fish eyes didn't talk much nonsense, so he took out his own ID: "We are police... special police, who are responsible for this part. As for which part you know."

"Yes, the government, I know."

"Hey, it's still the government, like an ancient man." The dead fisheye was happy and put away the ID and said, "We have dealt with this matter... We will also contact your master. You don't need to do the things that are chivalrous and righteous. We can do it. In addition, if you have to live in the city, please come here to register your identity and ability parameters, so that everyone can be convenient..."

The dead fish eyes were talking a lot, and Huo Ying-po didn't even listen to a punctuation mark.

I just looked at the staff members wearing white gloves and preparing to deal with zombie men. This is the first time I have seen people dealing with such things in the city.

At this moment, the zombie man had no idea where the power came from, and he suddenly burst out again like a rebirth.

"I want...I want to live! You all die!"

A burst of corpse gas erupted, forcing the staff to retreat.

However, because the corpse gas was too weak, these staff members were just wearing black suits and were corroded a little, revealing the defensive talismans inside.

The handsome swordsman looked at this scene with a calm expression. He wanted to draw the sword and slash it, but was stopped by the dead fish-eyed uncle.

The dead fish-eyed uncle smoked and muttered, "Don't be so excited, Xiaobai, it's at the end of his strength, isn't it good to let it burst into a wave of excitement... Anyway, we can't escape, we set up a net of heaven and earth, take a step back, what can it do if it runs away? The corpse gas burst out, and it has no power to hurt people, and if it hits you, it wants to run... Haha."

"Don't want me to take action?"

"Of course, who told you to charge for the number of times you draw the sword..."

The swordsman named Xiaobai did not speak, but took back his sword indifferently and looked into the distance with his eyes.

He didn't see anything, and it was no difference whether to kill or not.

The purple mist formed by the corpse gas lasted for almost a minute.

After one minute, the fog dissipated.

There was no zombie man on the spot, only men in a blinded suit were left.

"It's time to finish work, it's just a dying zombie. Everyone goes for midnight snacks, and go for midnight snacks." The dead fish-eyed uncle lit a cigarette. If it weren't for a suit, Ho Ying-gun thought this guy was very suitable for the word "scrap". His face and speech were so strong.

The staff around were still a little worried about the zombies.

The dead fish-eyed uncle sighed.

"Our special consultant is very strong..."

The staff around me will not say much.

They understand this, too.

This special consultant.

Very strong.

So a sword is enough.

At this moment, Xiaobai turned around and stared at Huo Yingmeng.

Those eyes that could only accommodate the sword contained other things.

Female Ho Ying--

Black bread in hand.

But this time Xiaobai didn't ask again.

......

"call..."

"call..."

"call..."

Dirty, rotten, and all kinds of odor fill the sewers, all the ultimate stench that can be experienced in the world is reflected here.

The seriously injured zombie man crawled forward below, dragging all the way, leaving green blood marks.

Even rats and cockroaches were disgusted with the blood that were stinking, and they would not care about the zombie man. Only some hungry rats would stare at the flesh and blood of the zombie man.

And the aliens living in the sewer are also far away from this zombie man.

The zombie man cares nothing, just drags his wound forward.

Now the zombie man only cares about one thing in his consciousness.

Be alive.

You have to live.

No matter what, you have to live at any cost.

"I can't die... absolutely... not die... I want to live..."

The zombie man was dizzy and his wounds were not only bleeding, but also an energy called sword energy was destroying his already broken body.

Under the destruction of this energy, the zombie man felt that why did he have to live so hard and die, and he would be completely destroyed without suffering such torture that even zombies could not bear.

【Why, I must be alive?】

Yes, I am just a zombie that everyone hates.

Is there anything you care about and what you can do only by living...

Consciousness has gradually blurred.

The zombie man remembered many things.

Or, when I became a zombie, [I] don’t know who I am...

Perhaps, death is a relief...

wrong...

wrong...

I can't die...

Before you figure out something, you must not die...

In consciousness, a small figure appeared in front of the zombie man.

Because of this figure in my mind, the zombie man suppressed the wounds of the sword energy with his will.

Pain seems to be something tolerant.

This made him want to laugh at himself.

I actually have something called [Will]

Are those not human privileges?

At least, it's not something that I can have, this zombie.

In the dim sewer, the zombie man was moving aimlessly.

Moving forward.

Until, a very abrupt door appeared in front of me.

This surprised the zombie man.

In the sewer, a gate appeared that I don’t know where to go.

Originally, the zombie man felt that he would leave quickly with his careful personality.

But...

After seeing this gate, an inexplicable force was driving myself.
To be continued...