Xuan Feng watched the puppet warrior enter the mall, Ying Leng'er never gave an order, and she was anxious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If they don't do it again, if they find out about the power grid system, I'm afraid it will ......," Xuan Feng reminded softly.

Of course, Ying Leng'er knew the consequences, if she was discovered, it would be small to give up fighting these pseudo-warriors, and it would not be able to form an effective deterrent, and if she provoked them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, the members of the special combat team who were hiding on the roof of the building were obviously not all the way to Ding Hong, and they couldn't do anything to ordinary people......

"Wait!" Ying Leng'er said categorically.

Xianglan and Xuanfeng looked at each other anxiously, but they didn't know what Ying Leng'er was thinking.

"Why hasn't there been any movement yet?" Ding Hong said angrily staring at the door of the mall.

He looked at the time with a faint uneasiness, so many martial artists entered the mall, with the heart of those who were supernatural, they would inevitably make some movement. There was no movement in the mall, and Ding Hong felt a little surprised.

Feng Tian on the roof of the building also discovered Ding Hong and the martial lieutenant, so he simply lurked on the roof of the building and stopped moving, which made Ying Leng'er a little angry.

The power grid system that was finally arranged, in order not to let Feng Tian and the others become funeral objects, Ying Leng'er had to choose to give up. She stared at Ding Hong with great reluctance, wondering what Ding Hong was going to do next.

"Sister Leng'er, those pseudo-martial artists have come out!" Xianglan reminded softly. She saw that Ying Leng'er's face was different, and said softly and obediently.

"I see!" Ying Leng'er responded softly, her eyes still looking at Ding Hong.

Ding Hong's domineering voice came from the street: "What's the situation!" ”

"Mr. Ding, there's no one inside!" A puppet warrior who came out of the mall stepped forward and said with a blank face.

"Huh?" Ding Hong instantly felt that he had misjudged, and frowned and thought, "But what did you find?" ”

"There are quite a few corpses of our people in the mall!" The puppeteer continued.

Ding Hong's brows furrowed even tighter, he had long known that some pseudo-martial artists were missing, and guessed that they were killed by Ying Leng'er and other supernatural people, but now that it has been confirmed, he still doesn't believe it in his heart.

"How many are there?" Ding Hong asked.

"Forty or fifty people!" The puppeteer replied.

"How did you die?" Ding Hong asked.

The puppet shook his head!

Ding Hong hesitated a little and said, "Find two corpses and bring them out for me to see!" ”

The puppet warrior agreed to leave, and it wasn't long before he and another puppet warrior came over with two corpses.

After the body was placed on the ground, Ding Hong put on gloves and the martial captain stepped forward to inspect it.

Ding Hong was the first to break open the necks of the two deceased and look at them, and his brows furrowed again. The scorpion-shaped tattoos are still on the two warriors, which makes Ding Hong a little puzzled.

Obviously the program has a part to find the host again, why didn't they move? Ding Hong couldn't figure it out, and touched the corpse of the pseudo-warrior with his hand, like a forensic doctor, from the arm to the heel.

In addition, the second lieutenant of the martial artist was also fiddling with the martial artist, and after the two of them finished checking, Ding Hong opened his mouth and asked, "What did you check out?" ”

"The deceased had no external injuries, his body muscles were tense, and he was obviously resisting in the end. The internal organs of the deceased are all damaged...... "The puppeteer kept telling about his discovery.

Ding Hong followed what the second lieutenant of the martial artist said and checked the body of the pseudo-martial artist again, and waved his hand to let the body be carried down.

"What's the conclusion?" The puppeteer asked.

"Not only did they damage the warrior's body, but they also damaged our control system!" Ding Hong sighed and said.

The puppeteer nodded in agreement.

The words here were too far away for Feng Tian and the others on the roof of the building to hear them, but when they saw the corpse of the puppet warrior who was carried out, they guessed something.

"The bodies of those warriors don't seem to have died just now." The lieutenant said.

"Yes! I found out too! It turns out that they have already fought each other, and it seems that this Rongcheng is still not peaceful! Feng Tian said.

After the puppet warriors withdrew from the mall one by one, they formed a neat formation, waiting for Ding Hong's order.

Ding Hong took out a device from his arms and clicked it a few times, and those pseudo-martial artists scattered and began to act.

Seeing that those puppet warriors walked to the Quartet on their own without orders, Feng Tian looked at this scene in amazement, and couldn't understand what the situation was.

Ying Leng'er missed the opportunity to annihilate the pseudo-warriors in the mall, and secretly scolded Feng Tian and the others in her heart for not succeeding enough and losing more than anything!

"What now?" Pandan asked.

"Wait! Let's rest first! Seeing that she had missed the opportunity, Ying Leng'er walked to the side of the sofa and sat down quite confidently in her fortifications, "If I guessed correctly, the instrument in Ding Hong's hand just now is the controller that controls those pseudo-martial artists. ”

Hearing Ying Leng'er's words, Xianglan hurriedly took advantage of Ding Hong's retraction of the controller to take two more looks. The controller was about the size of a regular hand-held device, but it seemed to have a lot of computer-like buttons......

Ying Leng'er lay down on the sofa and closed her eyes to recuperate, constantly scolding those members of the special combat team in her heart. Xianglan and Xuanfeng saw that there was nothing to do, Xianglan was fine, but Xuanfeng sat aside in great disappointment, looking a little listless.

The power grid he had worked so hard to set up didn't work, and he was a little disappointed. It's like being confident about sprinting for the championship, only to hear about the cancellation of the results.

Ding Hong and the warrior lieutenant sat in the open-top Humvee and did not leave, but waited for these pseudo-warriors to find out the news they wanted.

Feng Tian, who was on the roof of the building, saw that Ding Hong did not leave, so he continued to lurk in the shadows with his own people.

When martial artists appeared on almost every street, Feng Tian felt that something was wrong.

"Do you think Rongcheng is very different from Liulin City?" It was at this point that the lieutenant asked.

"It's different! Liulin City is not occupied by zombies, it is full of human footprints, and Rongcheng We just entered the city when we saw a few female citizens, no, it should be a female ability. I haven't seen any citizens since then......" Feng Tian said thoughtfully.

"That's right! Not only did I not see the citizens, but the martial artists shuttling through the streets felt a bit like zombies! The lieutenant warrior pointed to the warriors all over the street.

Feng Tian looked at the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, it was a dense array of martial artists.

"How can there be so many warriors?" Feng Tian asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid this has to ask those supernatural people or Ding Honghe!" The lieutenant replied.

"What do you think we're sending guns for?" Feng Tian suddenly asked.

"There's no explanation for anything other than equipping them!" The lieutenant said.

"And what kind of medicine god mysterious did that martial lieutenant give! Where did these warriors come from? And those zombies have never seen it......" Countless questions surfaced in Feng Tian's mind.

Lieutenant Warrior spreads his hands, I don't know......