Suddenly seeing this situation, Xiao Yi was stunned.

How can this happen when he is already a dead person, but now he is looking at himself, and the color of his eyes has changed?

The fear of the unknown intensified, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble slightly.

"Brother Shui, Brother Shui......"

Xiao Yi stumbled his mouth.

The older man in the suit called Brother Shui turned his head impatiently, "Why are you so ......?"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, he was stunned in vain.

In the trance-like vision, the person who was supposed to be dead actually used two fingers to clamp the knife in Xiao Yi's hand.

Xiao Yi was so frightened that he forgot to exert force on his hands, and he just watched Chen Yuan slowly sit up straight while lifting the blade of the knife little by little.

Subconsciously letting go of the handle, he took two steps back in a panic.

Brother Shui stood in place, his brain blank.

The situation in front of them is too unbelievable, and the two of them can't accept it for a while.

Chen Yuan had already stood up from the ground, his two fingers still holding the blade between them. If you look closely, you will see that behind the clothes on his chest that have been poked through countless holes, new skin has grown, and all those shocking wounds have healed.

He looked at Xiao Yi, his eyes were empty like a pool of stagnant water.

Xiao Yi was furious by Chen Yuan's heart, and it felt like a character in a horror movie suddenly encountered a ghost. Sen Ran's cold fear filled his body, and he didn't know what would happen next.

Brother Shui seemed to have come back to his senses, he picked up an iron rod from the ground, and scolded in his mouth, probably trying to give himself courage.

"Fuck, are you a zombie!"

He rushed over in two steps and smashed a stick on Chen Yuan's head.

There was no dodge or defense, so he was beaten with a stick.

Because of the force of the blow, Chen Yuan's head was forced to tilt slightly to the right.

This kind of action does look like a zombie.

Brother Shui tasted the sweetness, and was even more convinced in his heart that Chen Yuan might not know when he was infected by zombies, so now he has become a zombie. In that case, he's just an ordinary zombie.

Thinking of this, he raised the iron rod and waved it at Chen Yuan's head again.

"Fucking zombies, go die!"

There are aircurrents rolling in the air.

The muffled noise that should have been there did not come on time.

The iron rod stopped in mid-air.

Brother Shui's eyes were wide open, and his right hand was firmly grasped by Chen Yuan.

The pain on his forearm came faintly, and Brother Shui struggled to swing his left fist.

However, the pain was magnified in vain at this moment.

"Pain Pain Pain ......"

It was a pain that went deep into the bone marrow and made people desperate.

The left hand that had just been raised softened, and his legs were so painful that he bent slightly unconsciously, and the iron rod he was holding in his right hand had fallen to the ground, and Brother Shui was still wailing.

"Let go of me! let go, let go......"

Brother Shui instinctively used his left hand to break Chen Yuan's fingers, but found that the other party's hand was clasped on his forearm like an iron tong. The pain continued to grow, and his expression became distorted.

The eyes are getting more and more protruding, and the mouth is getting bigger and bigger.

His left hand was weakly on Chen Yuan's hand, and he was still begging for mercy, "Stop, stop, please stop......"

Chen Yuan looked into his eyes, as if he couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

The hand holding Brother Shui's forearm tightened.

The pain was intense, like waves rising higher than the waves.

Brother Shui felt that he was about to faint in pain, he struggled to pull Chen Yuan's hand, and then, an even more exaggerated pain spread all over his body. The sound of bones shattering was like an accompaniment to death, and his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets. In his blurred vision, he watched as his forearm was pinched into a ball of flesh and blood by Chen Yuan little by little.

"Ahh

The heart-wrenching screams echoed in the hall, Chen Yuan let go of his hand, and Brother Shui fell to the ground, he clutched his forearm and twitched continuously. The palm of the hand was drooping to the ground, and the wrist to the third of the forearm had been badly deformed, and the bones inside seemed to be completely shattered, and only the outer flesh was barely connected to the hand.

The scene looked terrifying.

Chen Yuan slowly came to Brother Shui's side and squatted down, holding his neck with one hand, and holding a knife with the other hand and stabbing directly into his chest. Chen Yuan held the handle of the knife and cut out a dark red blood line, then reached in and took out a bunch of bloody things and stuffed them into his mouth.

Brother Shui convulsed twice and died. Xiao Yi's whole face turned pale with fright, he wanted to run, but his legs were weak and unable to use his strength because of fear. Watching Chen Yuan frantically devouring Brother Shui's flesh and blood, Xiao Yi felt a tumbling in his stomach, and he finally couldn't help but vomit.

Chen Yuan, who was eating, seemed to be affected by the sound, and he looked at Xiao Yi with his mouth full of blood.

Noticing that Chen Yuan was looking at him, Xiao Yi coughed violently a few times and then twisted his body and stepped back, he was already scared to pee, he didn't want to die.

The boundless sense of fear surrounded Xiao Yi tightly. Seeing Chen Yuan stand up and start walking towards him. He picked up an iron rod from the ground in a panic, and then pointed at Chen Yuan tremblingly, "Don't come here!

Chen Yuan was indifferent, still walking forward unhurriedly.

Xiao Yi stepped back, noticing how far away the gate behind him was.

Seeing that the distance between himself and the gate was getting closer and closer, Xiao Yi's heart suddenly ignited a hope to live.

He forcibly drove his already limp legs, and if he had only gone a little faster, with a few more steps, he would be able to escape from here. He kept looking back to check the distance between Chen Yuan and him, and finally he came to the door. Holding the doorknob in his right hand, he thought about confirming Chen Yuan's location one last time and then opened the door and ran out from here.

As his hand exerted force, his head turned backwards.

As a result, Chen Yuan's face appeared in front of him abruptly.

Almost a few centimeters away, as if they could both feel each other's snorts.

Chen Yuan's eyes were still very empty, he twisted his neck slightly, and his gaze stayed on Xiao Yi's eyes.

The cold fear stimulated Xiao Yi's nerves from head to toe.

His breathing had become disordered.

Shaking the iron rod in his hand, he gasped and shouted, "Damn me—uh—"

His hand had barely been raised, and the words in his mouth had abruptly turned into another cry of pain.

Chen Yuan bit off his neck in one bite, blood splattered, and Xiao Yi's body couldn't help twitching.

The touch of death is becoming more and more real.

Chen Yuan was still biting, and Xiao Yi's whole body was already soft.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his pupils gradually lost their focus, the world around him began to blur, and soon, he lost his breath.

Chen Yuan helped him and continued to stuff something into his mouth expressionlessly.

Outside the villa, Ma Xiang, Zhao Fei, and Li Qiang helped these men in suits dig holes.

Shortly after they dug up, they heard a strange sound coming from inside the villa.

Zhao Fei stopped what he was doing and looked back at the magnificent villa suspiciously. He frowned slightly, and asked strangely, "Hey, did you hear a strange sound in the villa just now?" ”

Ma Xiang scratched his head, "It seems that I heard a little." ”

Li Qiang added next to him: "Is it that Brother Shui and Xiao Yi don't dare to cut off Chen Yuan's head?"

"Can't you?"

"You've been doing this for a long time, these two haven't come out yet, so they must not be able to do it yet. ”

Zhao Fei nodded, "It seems that there is some truth in what you say." ”

He thrust the shovel in his hand into the soil, "I'll go over and see, damn it, no, I'll help them." With that, he walked to the gate of the villa.

Ma Xiang and Li Qiang didn't care much about it, they just cut off their heads, just like killing chickens and slaughtering sheep. As long as you overcome your inner fear, it's fine. They lowered their heads and continued to dig with the group.

The sun shone on the earth, and everything seemed calm and normal.

Suddenly, a scream rang out from behind him.

The sound continued to distort in the air, and then there was a bang, the glass shattered, and Zhao Fei flew out of the villa. Everyone looked up, and they were all stunned.

"Grass, what are you doing?"

One of the young men in a suit looked impatient, and he threw down his shovel and walked towards Zhao Fei. The other two men in suits next to him also threw their shovels on the ground, muttering, "Why are Brother Shui and Xiao Yi so inky." ”

"Why are there still fights?"

"Who knows, I don't know what kind of plane they're working on. ”

As they talked, they walked away, and when they were about to reach the main entrance, a figure suddenly came out of them.

"Xiao Yi ......" He just wanted to open his mouth when he realized that something was wrong, the other party was just very similar to Xiao Yi, but the clothes were all different.

The man in the suit who walked in the front froze in place.

His eyes were filled with horror, doubt, and the dazed face of the unknown.

Chen Yuan actually walked out of the villa, his body was covered in blood, and he was holding a long piece of something like intestines in his hand, which was chewing and looking at him.

The urge to vomit and the seeping fear merged, and the man in the suit trembled and pulled out the dagger at his waist.

"Damn, this guy looks like a zombie!"

Another bold man in a suit behind him scolded, "Damn, whatever he is, him!"

The man in the suit yelled, and rushed forward with an iron rod.

Chen Yuan looked like he was still immersed in the food. The iron rod smashed down on the head, and there was no dodge, and the hand holding the knife was like a stroke. The sharp blade shimmered with a cold cold light, and blood churned in the air. The man in the suit flew into the air with an iron rod in his right hand, his eyes widening and his movements completely stalled.

"My hands, my hands, my hands—"

"Ahh

It seemed that he didn't like this noisy sound very much, Chen Yuan raised the knife in his hand again, and the cold light slashed over.

The man in the suit began to rise in vain, and the scene in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him, and he felt like he was flying in the air. His consciousness quickly weakened, and the power that propelled him gradually dissipated, and he fell to the ground with a "click". Then he realized that standing in front of him was his own headless corpse.