There was no longer any sound coming from the other end of the intercom, leaving only the harsh grinding sound of receiving bad signals, which made people irritated. After waiting for a while and not seeing a reply from any human voice, Yun Mo could only helplessly stuff the machine into the big bag of his sportswear, and then propped his hands down and easily climbed onto the narrow railing.

Standing steadily on the guardrail about ten meters above the ground, Yun Mo looked up at Gao Tian, who was swallowed up even by the glimmer of starlight, and the depths of his eyes crossed with a dark light of unknown meaning.

A moment later, she quickly ran along the spine of the guardrail towards the westernmost area with the Tang knife in her hand, and the cat-like shuttle neatly shuttled through the lowered roof, without even a superfluous sound.

Although Zhao Yi's guy looked cold, he didn't expect that once he met on a narrow road, he would be more active than anyone else in rushing to the front line of the battlefield to kill the enemy. She thought he was a good soldier who was calm and steady, guarding against arrogance and rashness, but she misestimated his enthusiasm and resolute fighting spirit.

Tsk, in the end, he is a young man, a soldier who has not experienced the battle of hundreds of millions of biochemical species, and there is always a little bit of under-pumping nature. She didn't mind letting him go and test the battle and suffer a little, and it would be good for him to get rid of his mild frizz.

Following the rancid smell of blood in the wind, she ghostly leaped into the confines of the West End, a detention center where suspects were usually held at the moment. The doors and windows creaked by the cold wind, the dilapidated corridors stained with black and brown blood, and the strong fishy stench came from a certain room, with a faint sound of gnawing and biting.

Yun Mo was able to step into the place with an extremely thick smell, and in an instant, she felt a piercing chill surging up from the tail vertebrae of her back, tickling the hidden feelings in her heart like a hook, as if she was determined to suck her evil thoughts, like maggots on tarsal bones, she couldn't get rid of it.

This feeling...... Is it a grudge?

Resentment, the spiritual power with persistence condensed after death, is made up of countless negative feelings, and it is indeed a tonic for most spiritual people, but if you take it rashly, you are afraid that it will cause indigestion.

It's like the resentment she once gathered after devouring the eighteenth layer. If it weren't for the strength of her own soul body, she was afraid that she would be blown up by the endless energy, and similarly, the memories of others that automatically came into her mind after sucking it also made her confused for a while. There is always an illusion that you can't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

If you don't have a firm mind and perseverance, don't try to absorb such a huge but filthy energy as resentment, otherwise, the consequences will never be borne by ordinary spiritual people.

There are so many dead people in the bureau, and it's really creepy to look at the resentment that pervades the entire corridor.

The dead air in the floor was flooded, the blood was innumerable, and a commotion that made the sense of smell could not be ignored spread in the air, making Yun Mo subconsciously frown, and pulled out the cold and faint Tang knife beside him in disgust. I want to kill the pickles that have been confirmed here.

But just as she was about to make a move, there was suddenly a touch of human sweat in the environment where she couldn't see her fingers, and then, a man with a night vision device cautiously turned around the corner.

Putting away his breath, a donkey rolled and retracted into the low bushes around him, staring at the familiar figure silently as he slowly approached the danger zone. Yun Mo calmed down and calmly watched from the sidelines, deciding to wait for Zhao Yi, a junior, to support it before making a move.

After all, only by knowing the limits of his force value can she maximize his value potential.

Zhao Yi cautiously approached the westernmost door, which was originally used as the bureau's old goods storage room, placed at the interface of the detention center, which was regarded as a thrift dump.

Available now. The inconspicuous area was bubbling with the smell of fish, and the scraping of the fangs of wild beasts against bones. In this deathly silent corridor, even the slightest breath becomes unusually heavy, and the dull five senses of human beings are infinitely magnified in the fear of the heart, and a few supernatural hypotheses that usually disdain will emerge from the depths of the mind.

When he stepped into this dark corridor, he felt extremely cold. The cold air pierced into his lungs, making him, a soldier who has experienced wind and rain all year round, shiver involuntarily.

But he didn't care about that, and after getting used to the cold environment, he approached the door with a noise, and the miniature submachine gun lay across his chest. The left hand is on the doorknob, and the index finger of the right hand is lightly pulled on the trigger, making a move that is ready to attack.

This is the westernmost corner of the first floor, and there are no windows or crumbling walls nearby, so he can't observe the interior in a convenient way, so he can only put his ear to the door and listen carefully to the movement inside.

Inside...... There was the low crunch of beasts, the messy stampede, the licking of tongues on the ground, and the sound of something stacking on top of each other and hitting the ground......

Somehow the key word "grenade" that Yun Mo reminded of in his mind crossed his mind, and after thinking for two seconds, he still took out one of the few grenades from behind his waist, ready to strike at any time.

The doorknob turned slightly, hanging in the air without making a sound, as if it had been specially trained, even if the door had been opened a gap, it did not alarm the things inside, it was just ......

I'm afraid Zhao Yi himself never thought that this "door-breaking style" that has subdued many cross-border drug lords has no effect on dark creatures, and at the moment when the door was opened, a breath that he couldn't control that belonged to the living slipped into the old storage room full of blood corpses along the gap and the circulation of air.

"Whoop......" The beast spilled a low hiss from its throat, and the special language spread rapidly among its kind, and they opened their eyes with a pair of blood-red pairs. [,！ Lifting the bloodstained head from the cold abdomen of the corpse, he shook his nose vigorously to sniff a wisp of fragrant fragrance in the air, and then stared at the door that had not been opened for a long time.

Many corpses stacked under the small skylight collapsed at the moment when the heavy objects landed, and the sound of human bodies rolling on the hard ground was very abrupt in the dead night, and at the same time that the heavy movement was drowned in the sound of landing, those beasts lurking under the corpses suddenly launched an attack!

"Boom╠╠"

The door was slammed open from the inside out, and the huge impact force made Zhao Yi subconsciously lean back, and immediately turned three hundred and sixty degrees with one hand, and at the moment when the military boots landed, he raised his eyes, but he faced a dog face with extremely rotten skin and flesh.

Police dog? No! It's a zombie!

This thought flashed through his brain, and in the next second, Zhao Yi instinctively raised the submachine gun in his hand, stuffed it into the zombie dog's bloody mouth, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The bullets slammed through the walls, creating rows of dense bullet holes, shattering entire pieces of glass, killing zombie dogs with precision, so that they didn't even have a chance to cross this corridor.

"Ying Tianyang." Yun Mo outside took out the Tang Dao at this time, took the walkie-talkie to his mouth and commanded, "Evacuate the survivors in the hall on the second floor in an orderly manner, be sure to be fast, the number of other parties is more than I imagined."

"Huh? Got it." A lazy voice came from the other end, and then he cheered up, "What happened to you?" Zombie? Not like. I say...... it! Why is it closed again! "

Yun Mo turned off the walkie-talkie, looked at Zhao Yi's gradually exhausted figure, and understood that he was tending to the limit of the rhythm. It's easy to get physically and mentally exhausted when he uses all his energy to fight a zombie dog that is far superior to human GIs in both strength and speed, and besides, he should be running out of bullets in his magazine.

The gun without bullets is just a lump of scrap metal, and he doesn't have much time to replace it with a new magazine, and this gap gives the zombie dog an opportunity to take advantage of it, she has to seize an opportunity to make a move, which can not only save Zhao Yi, but also stimulate his potential.

The virus aura on Zhao Yi's body is getting stronger and stronger, and he can be awakened just by waiting for an opportunity.

She didn't know if it was because Zhao Yi's qualifications were really great, or because her virus breath leaked too much and led to the "soaking" of several people who had evolved in advance, in her memory, the awakening of the supernatural has always been a small probability thing, where did so many mass-produced goods come from in the early stage of the biochemical war?

However, the increase in the number of supernatural people is a good thing after all, just let it be, and entangled too much history in memory is just a mediocre self-disturbance.

Pulling out two snow-bright Tang knives, Yun Mo got up slightly from the bushes, crawling like a leopard looking for a chance, and his entire pitch-black eyes took on the shape of vertical pupils in an instant.

Zombie dogs, which still maintain a keen sense of smell after death, will instinctively look for traces of living people according to their smells, not only with first-class speed and body, but also with strong attack power, the interaction of fangs and claws, few prey can escape its pursuit, not to mention...... Now they are not one, but a group!

If they are allowed to wander out, not to mention the survivors in the hall on the second floor, even if they sweep through an urban area, as long as they don't run into peak powerhouses such as aliens, they can completely jump for a long time.

She has seen the combat power of a group of wild wolves in the primeval woodland on the border of Vietnam, and the combat power of a group of zombie dogs is not worse than that of wild wolves. They are all homologous species, and if they really evolve, it is not necessarily who is strong and who is weak.

"Roar╠╠" The hungry roar of the zombie dog masked the isolated gunfire in the corridor, and just as Zhao Yi fired the last bullet in the barrel, a police dog with half of his body rotted fiercely pounced on his shoulder.

Reacting quickly, he reached out and twisted the zombie dog's front paws, and with a pull, he threw the zombie dog out with an over-the-shoulder fall, accompanied by a muffled sound of the other party hitting the wall, Zhao Yicai suddenly realized, Oops! He actually made it through this corridor by mistake!