When he returned to his residence, Wang Jie did not go up to sleep. Instead, he was doing Tai Chi downstairs. The power of his true energy was further improved. He took the opportunity to carefully explore the thoughts in his mind, but he was constantly thinking about one thing, as if there was a devil.

Temptation is the same.

Killing the remaining sacrifice targets is the simplest way. He now has the most intuitive understanding of Xie Xun's speed. In fact, it is far inferior to his own running speed. If we rule out that he does not dare to pursue too quickly because he is prepared for a melee counterattack.

, he is actually not afraid of "competing" with Xie Xun.

Do you really want to kill someone? Wang Jie suddenly burst into tears.

He couldn't imagine that he would reach out or shoot to kill those strangers, but if he didn't take action, he would have to consider running away eight days later, or before.

"Why are you crying?" came a voice.

Wang Jie opened his eyes, and it was Natalie. She was holding a backpack, dressed neatly, and said, "Are you going home? The plane should take off on time today. The weather is very good."

"Yeah, I just happened to see you and say goodbye. The question is, why are you crying just standing here."

Wang Jie looked at Natalie's simple and refreshing ponytail and said: "I was thinking, and then I unknowingly brought in the characters in the novel, and then I didn't know how to write, so I just cried like him.

stand up."

Natalie became interested this time. She was still very interested in Wang Jie. He was different from other boys of the same age she met in Hollywood. He was also different from the nerdy Chinese Americans in school. She said, "Tell me, tell me,

What kind of plot is it, is it still the zombie?"

Wang Jie was silent for a while and said: "Absolutely. First of all, it's like this. Well, I haven't figured out the identity of a person, the protagonist. I haven't decided yet. It's the one you girls like the most. What kind of football team quarterback, height,

Or something like that, okay, you are either an ordinary girl, or a certain protagonist, whose identity and character are yet to be determined." Wang Jie thought for a while, frowned and said, "One day, he learned about a certain conspirator, you know, the kind that destroys the earth.

, to destroy humanity or something, that kind of old Hollywood conspiracy. He knew that in a community, 100 residents had been fed a virus that could turn people into zombies. Within an hour, they would turn into zombies.

, when the chain reaction occurs, millions of people in the entire city will die. He has only two choices. The first is to use various methods, such as making the police, doctors, and the one hundred residents in the city believe in him.

, and then imprisoned them, and asked doctors to help them as soon as possible to try to treat them, but it was difficult. The second option was that he directly used weapons to kill these one hundred people, but after the incident, he was very

It will obviously face attacks from the entire human society."

Natalie thought for a while, seemed very involved, and said: "A very tragic hero."

Wang Jie said: "Here, my idea is that in the first plot, he tried hard but failed, and the people did not believe him, leading to the destruction of the city. In the second plot, he chose to carry out massacre, but his friends and girlfriend all opposed it. In the end,

I had to choose myself and betray my faith, but in the end, the city was still not saved, but had to bear the resentment of everyone."

"Wow," Natalie said, "It's such a good story. If it's published, remember to let me know and I'll buy a copy."

Wang Jie said: "Well, if it can be published, I will mail a copy to you."

Natalie said: "Is this your purpose? Ask me for my address and phone number."

Wang Jie smiled and said: "That's right, okay."

Natalie took out a pen and paper, wrote down her address and name, and said at the same time: "By the way, what you were thinking about yesterday was the huge, mutated zombie. Have you ever thought about using the zombie's sensitivity to sound to deal with him?

"

Wang Jie's eyes shone a little and he said, "How do you do it?"

Natalie finished writing the address, handed the note to Wang Jie and said: "The first movie I acted in a few years ago was called The Killer Isn't Too Cold. I remember the villain uncle in it, who liked to kill people while killing people."

, imagine yourself listening to Mozart's music. Of course, he is still very good. Since according to your settings, the zombie has no vision, only hearing, then use the speaker to lure him to a special place and lock him up.

"

Wang Jie shrugged and said, "It will attract other zombies."

"Did you know that the frequency range of sound waves that the human ear can feel is 16 to 20,000 Hz, and if you set that the huge zombie's hearing range exceeds that of humans, then you can make a fuss about this. Of course, specifically

You can see for yourself how to write it."

Wang Jie was stunned, and after a moment he said: "Thank you, have a nice trip, Natalie."

Wang Jie should really thank Natalie. His misunderstanding all along was that he was afraid that in the process of stopping Xie Xun, he would make too much noise and attract attention from the people around him, so he never thought the other way around.

Xie Xun's ears are amazing. Xie Xun's walking relies mainly on hearing and secondarily on smell. Incense can basically suppress his smell part, while the hearing part...

Where is Wang Jie now? The crew.

What is the most lacking thing for the crew? Talents in various fields, including recording talents.

For a whole day, Wang Jie used the excuse of "doing homework" to ask several recording assistants various questions about broadcast speakers and the frequency of human ears.

At night, he stole the equipment from the warehouse that he had already installed and looked at. After preparing it, he took a rest and secretly left the temporary accommodation place. He rode his motorcycle and found a secluded grove next to the road.

for a while, waiting quietly.

Looking at the stars shining in the sky, Wang Jie stroked the "gem" in his hand. At this moment, the gem would not light up without Wang Jie's instructions. It was just an ordinary stone. He only had one question in his mind, was Li Zhenfan...

Who? Why did he leave the gem in that house, and who made the gem. Why is it so magical and wonderful, but there are countless strange people who come to snatch the gem.

He shook his head, it was 12 o'clock and it started.

Today, Xie Xun's targets for the ten blood sacrifice missions were all in North Hollywood. He rushed there quickly. This time, it seemed that Wang Jie was walking in front. He threw some of the equipment he had prepared long ago into many areas in North Hollywood that were difficult to detect.

After everything was done in the corner, Xie Xun still didn't succeed in sucking blood from anyone.

Wang Jie thought for a moment and murmured: "The people are in the south."

Wang Jie ran quickly and suddenly saw a hesitant figure at a street corner.

The reason why you can still clearly see that it is Xie Xun from a distance is because the traces of Wang Jie's glow-in-the-dark bullets on Xie Xun's body last night are still there. From this point of view, Xie Xun suffered a lot from his blindness.

It's too big. Even if a flash bomb is thrown, only Wang Jie will be harmed, so there is no disadvantage in being able to move it back.

He slowly approached Xie Xun, raised the pistol in his hand, and said, "Let's talk, old man."

Xie Xun tilted his head and said nothing. He seemed to pounce on him, but he still didn't move. Wang Jie said: "If I remember correctly, I have the right to take the initiative in every battle, and now as long as I don't take action, it seems that you can't

Deal with me."

Wang Jie took a step back and looked around. This was not a bar street or a place where gangsters gathered. At midnight, there was no one at all. He calmly pointed his pistol at Xie Xun and said, "Look, it's the third day now."

, what can you do? The air is filled with aroma, which will affect your sense of smell. Now within a few kilometers, as long as you are near the target person, there are speakers that only you can hear, and that prevent you from hearing other sounds.

, I think your ears must be hurting a lot."

Wang Jie observed Xie Xun's expression. Taking a close look for the first time, he could tell that he had gone through many vicissitudes of life. His eyes were tight and the wounds on his eyes were not big anymore. His muscles were very thick and he looked powerful. Thinking of what this person had

With the use of force, Wang Jie said: "You can no longer win. From what I think, after setting a trap based on your physical defects, what can you do now? If you can't hear or smell clearly, how can you fight? Let's negotiate."

"What to talk about?"

This was the first time Xie Xun spoke in front of Wang Jie in several days. In the previous two days, Wang Jie had directly shot people and had no time to talk. Xie Xun's voice felt hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Wang Jie said: "I urgently need to know some secrets about gems and your world. In exchange, I don't know what I can do for you, except gems."

"You said the same thing about More."

Wang Jie said in surprise: "Have you seen it?"

Xie Xun said: "Of course, the whole world, our world, is whispering about the gem in your hand."

Wang Jie pondered: "This gem can make you realize certain wishes? Who made it? Also, your son Zhang Wuji won't be following behind, right?"

Xie Xun said: "For the first two questions, I don't know. Of course Wuji kid also wants to get this gem."

Wang Jie said: "You may not know that in my world, your father and son are also considered one of the idols. Let me guess, do you want to resurrect your family?"

"That's right."

"Zhang Wuji wants to resurrect his parents?"

"That's right."

"I really don't understand why in my world, they are characters in novels, but in your world, they are real people. Can you talk about it?"
Chapter completed!