The scarred poker face turned livid. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now it seemed that the young man opposite him was wearing long clothes and trousers, which covered up the black lines inside, so he didn't immediately notice that the other half was half human. The identity of a half-zombie.

He squeezed the fire ability in his body, but was affected by the sound wave device in his hand and couldn't control it. He tried his best to gather a little spark in his hand, but they were all extinguished by the growing rain.

The young man has already picked up the hatchet in his hand and is approaching the scar. Something was stuck in his throat, and the words he spoke seemed to collide between stones.

"Sure enough, it's not very effective against zombies."

He walked a little wobbly at first, and then his steps became more and more steady, his eyes with almost no black eyes were aimed at the scar.

Scar's hands holding the instrument trembled a little. He seemed to want to run away, but his steps seemed to be stopped by something, and his heart seemed to be at war between heaven and man.

"Perform the mission," Scar's eyes were blank, and he murmured these words repeatedly in his mouth, "The mission must be executed perfectly."

With a low growl, he took out a long knife from the tactical backpack behind him, raised his hand to block, and abruptly took the oncoming hatchet.

With a sound of "clang", the knife gave off a subtle flame between the collisions.

The young man was almost desperate to fight, the hatchet in his hand danced imperceptibly, and the knife went straight to the fatal point of the scar.

The black streaks climbed all over his body like vines, quickly spreading from the wrists to the fingertips holding the hatchet.

Scar tried his best to block the opponent's attack, his eyes showed fear, but his body involuntarily carried out the order of the mission.

His left arm and shoulder hurt, and Scar knew that part of his shoulder had been cut off by the opponent. In this sudden pain, he unconsciously let go of his left hand, and the small instrument he was holding fell into the wet grass.

In the next second, the young man crushed it with one foot, and the strongly disturbing sound waves stopped instantly.

"Damn it!" Scar yelled violently, and the ability affected by the sound wave gradually recovered. He hastily condensed a ball of fire and threw it behind the young man.

There is Qiaoqiao, who is recovering from the gods, and is about to carry Zhao Qinghan who is still in a coma to fulfill Yinhua's instructions.

Scar knows that the special ability user is already at the end of his battle, and if he is burned by the fire, he will immediately go to see Hades.

However, in the next second, the flaming fireball was abruptly caught by the young man who rushed over, and the flames quickly moved up the opponent's clothes, before being extinguished by the rain.

There was a burning smell in the air.

The other party's shirt was burnt to tatters, and the upper body covered with black lines was burned by the high temperature so that the wound festered. The young man didn't even frown, and he didn't even notice it.

"Quick... go!"

His words were so slurred that it was hard to hear.

In the increasingly heavy rain, Qiaoqiao didn't dare to turn her head back. She tremblingly picked up Zhao Qinghan who was drenched all over, and stumbled towards Huaihua Village.

The young man clenched the hatchet in his hand, and slashed at the scar again, aiming at the opponent's neck.

Scar felt the sound of the gap between the neck, and hurriedly backed away, the machete slashed on the side of the tree, and the small tree broke in response.

Scar also gradually became aware of a little trick. Although the strength of the opponent's wielding the hatchet has always been strong, it is obviously becoming more and more disorderly. During this period, the opponent's black lines have quickly crawled from the neck to the cheeks. Zombie Instinct Replaced.

just drag on...

During this time of thinking, Scar's right arm felt severe pain, and he saw a bleeding forearm lying on the ground in the dark sky.

He looked at his bloody broken arm and screamed in pain.

"Use this...hand to shoot...at Mengyun...?" The young man could hardly speak a complete sentence.

He raised the hatchet, wanting to strike a fatal blow to the still screaming scar. The hatchet had just been raised in mid-air, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

The young man couldn't control his body and slammed his whole body to the ground. He kept making a "hehe" sound in his throat, and his hands covered with black lines stretched so hard that he seemed to be trying his best to resist the deterioration of his body.

Dark clouds were densely covered, and the long-brewed torrential rain arrived as scheduled, scouring the forest and gradually extinguishing the ignited wildfire.

It was dusk, but it was as dark as night.

Scar gritted his teeth, took out an injection from his backpack and injected it into his arm, the surging pain eased instantly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He clenched the long knife in his left hand and walked quickly to the side of the young man who had fallen to the ground.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the rain, and the scar only felt a pain in the abdomen, and he flew out along the strength, and the body hit the big tree behind him before it stopped.

"Huazi!" Cheng Mengyun, who arrived, wiped the rain off her face. With the help of the flames that had not yet been extinguished, she glanced at Yinhua who was lying on the ground and kept shaking. She gritted her teeth and rushed towards the scar that had stood up and was about to escape.past.

She slashed from the side, and the other party's reaction was very fast, but the butcher knife in her hand still drew a long bloody cut on the other party's chest.

The sound of "Haha" came from behind, Cheng Mengyun hesitated between staying or chasing. At the moment when she was stunned, Scar seized the opportunity and used the supernormal speed of the power user to flee into the firelight.

"Your mother!" Cheng Mengyun scolded angrily.

Who knows that in the next second, the rain in the area of ​​several square meters around the scar that escaped more than ten meters suddenly changed shape. fall down.

After a few screams, the scar was tied into a hedgehog, and his whole body was covered with dense long knives, and after turning into a bloody man, he fell to the ground.

Cheng Mengyun didn't have time to study why the situation had suddenly reversed. She quickly ran forward to make up for the opponent, and after confirming that the opponent was completely dead, she tore off the opponent's backpack and ran to Yinhua's side.

When she was running back with her backpack, she barely saw in the rain that a tall man with an umbrella was walking towards Huaihua Village.

Judging from the figure, the other party should be someone in the room where she was just resurrected.

Realizing that the other party helped, Cheng Mengyun hurriedly said: "Thank you! But please don't go any further!"

She didn't dare to tell the stranger who helped that Yinhua's body was deteriorating into a zombie. Some people hated those who were deteriorating. In order to prevent the other party from becoming a zombie, it was usually the first thing to do.

The man holding the umbrella in the rain stopped in place after hearing the words.

Seeing that the other party didn't move, Cheng Mengyun couldn't care less, she hurriedly turned Yinhua over and put him on her lap.

When she turned the person over to see the other person's appearance, Cheng Mengyun's eyes were sore, she couldn't tell whether it was rain or something else on her face.

The mountain fire has not been completely extinguished, and the dense tree canopy blocked some heavy rain, allowing the fire on the ground to survive.

With a little firelight, she saw those hideous black fine lines spread to the corners of Yinhua's eyes, and they were still growing upwards like they were alive.

The burning festering wound on his chest has not healed, and his skin is turning into a gray texture.

"Huazi! Hold on!" Cheng Mengyun cried to the person in his arms in the torrential rain.

She kept rummaging in the backpack of the deceased man in camouflage. She had just seen the man in the distance unearth a potion in the backpack.

These people with eccentric origins may carry precious special medicines.

With Qi Yi in her arms, she found a small medicine box in her hand. She opened it in a panic, but there were only 2 needles filled with liquids of different colors left in the 4 grooves.

There was no hint about the effects of these reagents in the backpack. Cheng Mengyun looked at Yinhua, who was speechless, took a needle and pushed a little liquid into his arm.

She had heard someone say at the base in K City that the central hospital had initially tried it on normal people in order to test the properties of the special drug. Normal people would not feel anything after the injection, but at most their arms were a little swollen.

It didn't take a few seconds for Cheng Mengyun to feel a sharp pain in the arm pierced into the medicine, and a mouthful of sweetness rushed to his throat.

This is a poison needle.

She turned her head and gushed out a mouthful of blood, resisting the pain of her internal organs being disturbed, put the needle tube in her hand back to its original position, and picked up another one.

"Huazi, you'll be fine!"

Please, please, this medicine is effective...

As soon as he advanced a little, a dizzy feeling of drowsiness surged up, Cheng Mengyun bit the tip of his tongue, and used the pain on the tip of his tongue to pull back his will to fall asleep.

"Anesthesia needle..." She put down the needle in her hand in a trance.

In just a short while, those black fine lines had already forced to the corner of Yinhua's eyes.

Cheng Mengyun looked at Yinhua in his arms, a suffocating colic came from his heart.

If only she had come earlier...

The person in her arms seemed to be talking, she hurriedly lowered her head, pulled the wet braid behind her, and listened sideways.

In the pattering rain, the male voice was hoarse and vague: "Mengyun... hurry up... go away..."

Cheng Mengyun clenched his hands tightly, his body did not move.

Suddenly Yinhua's voice was filled with uncontrollable longing, mixed with a low roar that was no different from a zombie: "Hungry, so hungry..."

A huge force came from his shoulders, and Cheng Mengyun was pushed back to the ground. The wet stones on the ground slid across his palms, causing them to sting.

In the darkness, she saw Yinhua struggling to stand up and staggering towards the depths of the forest.

After a brief glance at each other, she saw that the other's peach eyes were red, and the fangs that began to change were biting their lips with blood.

Holding back the sourness in her nose, she quickly got up from the ground and chased in the direction Yinhua left.

Just after a few steps, she felt her arm being pinched, and the man's strength was so strong that her movements were interrupted abruptly.

"Big sister, your friend is about to become a zombie, he is no longer your companion." The man holding the umbrella grabbed her arm and persuaded.

Cheng Mengyun looked at Faxiao's disappearing back, and angrily threw away the hand of the man holding the umbrella.

"roll!"

She ran desperately into the night, and by the faint light, ran in the direction of that person.

She didn't go far before she found Yinhua who was panting while leaning on the tree trunk.

"Hungry..." He lowered his head, as if smelling something good, his face covered with black lines raised.

"You..." He tilted his head, his throat stuffed with a gritty hoarseness, "It smells so good..."

Cheng Mengyun suddenly laughed, her moist eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and she walked briskly in front of him.

Resisting the colic pain in her body caused by the potion, she rolled up her sleeves and pressed the back of her pale hand to the other's lips.

In the torrential rain, her voice was coaxing.

"If you're hungry, eat me."