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All the places where Rosa could have gone have been searched, and there were no news reports about accidents, etc., and Rosa seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news for three consecutive days.

At this time, the assistant quietly came to inform Luo Yichen that the first batch of customized imitation blood had been notified by the preparation institute that it had been completed.

"Okay, so be it, you continue to do your work seriously, and the rest will be left alone."

Luo Yichen briefly and clearly told the assistant a few words, and left in a hurry.

So, what should you do next? Luo Yichen drove all the way to the preparation center, extracted the batch of liquid, stuffed his car back and forth, and then drove in the direction of T City without stopping.

It was dusk again, and when I arrived at T City, it was a quiet night. Luo Yichen didn't have time to care about anything else, and drove straight to the direction where the big black pit was located. At this time, it is naturally quiet and secluded.

So, where should you choose the right address?

Luo Yichen parked the car to the side and paced around the big black pit, finally focusing on a smaller pothole on the side of the black pit, which should be a good experimental site if there were no problems with the planning steps.

Luo Yichen turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, carefully observed this little pit several times, and then looked at the time, it seemed that it was still a little early, so he lit a cigarette and walked silently.

As the minutes ticked by, the night of T City, which had been quiet and terrifying, became even more eerie and deadly at this time. Just when the cigarette was dyed, Luo Yichen extinguished the cigarette butt and looked at the time again, and the clock was pointing to twelve o'clock at midnight.

Well, it seems like it's time to get started.

Luo Yichen jumped out of the small pothole, returned to the car, carried a packing box in one hand, and began to transport the liquid back into the pothole one by one. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is naturally able to do these ordinary manual jobs.

After transporting all the liquids, Luo Yichen began to unpack the boxes one by one, and then opened the bottles, pouring the liquids into the potholes at a fast speed.

A fresh smell of blood instantly spread around with the breeze, and then it became stronger and stronger, so thick that Luo Yichen had a feeling of wanting to vomit later.

After pouring all the liquid, Luo Yichen found a nearby hiding place and began to wait silently for the prey to appear.

The wind was a little stronger than it had just now, but it was just right. This was originally part of Luo Yichen's plan, and the just right wind was like a booster, pushing those fishy smells into the air in all directions without hurry, slowness, or lightness.

It was already close to one o'clock in the morning, and according to the relevant description on "Qimen Dunjia" and the previous experience, at this time, it should be the time when those things were going to come out for activities.

Luo Yichen waited there quietly, and sure enough, ten minutes later, a bulky body suddenly jumped from the big pit next to him, and on that ugly and ugly head, a pair of mung bean eyes were scurrying around, emitting a strange and greedy light in the darkness.

Luo Yichen stayed there silently, watching it sniff left and right and finally moved into the small pothole. A good show seems to be about to be staged. A few minutes later, a second and a third followed、、、、、、

In a few moments, dozens of monsters had gathered in the pothole, probably excited to be surrounded by the smell of blood, howling, jumping, waving their grippers and scratching and licking in the pothole.

So, can the next protagonist who will appear still come as planned?

Luo Yichen looked coldly at the actions of those monsters in the pothole, and then looked at the time, and couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

But at this moment, a sudden flash of familiarity suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and something obviously jumped over quickly.

blinked and looked at it again, and sure enough, a black strange shadow had jumped straight into the pothole.

Then before he could see clearly, he heard a monster suddenly howl terriblely, and when he looked closely, he had already bitten with the black shadow.

Hehe! It seems that there is a play!

Luo Yichen hid there and sneered, silent.

Then, dozens of figures floated over his head one after another, but without exception, all of them jumped straight into the crater with the smell of blood, and then spotted a prey and pounced on it.

After a while, I saw that there was already a roar in the pothole, and it was biting! The zombies and monsters are like two teams of red-eyed warriors, trying to tear each other apart and fly their flesh and skin. At first, they kept their enemies in the melee, and after a while, probably because they were so excited by the strong smell of blood, they began to completely enter a chaotic state of tearing when they touched and biting when they touched.

Luo Yichen still didn't make a sound, just hid there and watched the show. Almost two or three hours passed, and when the time was almost up, when he saw that only the last few "warriors" covered in the pothole who were covered in slimy and stained with the same kind of liquid were still panting for the final showdown, Luo Yichen straightforwardly helped them get it done, and sent them back to the west one by one.

This battle was really beautiful, and after careful calculation, the snipe and clam competed with each other and the fishermen profited and solved the scourge of hundreds of fish. Before dawn, Luo Yichen used his internal strength to knock down a pile of sand and gravel on the edge of the pothole, and completely buried the corpses of those monsters with bloody flesh and blood below, which was considered a good place for them to go.

Looking at the pothole that has been filled, the migrant workers who come to work at the construction site tomorrow morning will only think that the workers have completed it one day, and will not leave the slightest trace.

Luo Yichen lit a cigarette again, took a puff, and then drove away. The first victory in the first battle is not to say that there is any relief or anything else, because he understands very well that the real problem is urgent to the point that there are not just a few monsters. Running wildly, a bigger and more thorough plan had begun to take shape in his mind.

It was a plan on how to catch all these guys without knowing it, and bury them in the depths of the place, and whether it succeeded or not, it depended on this fight.