"Boom!" With a loud bang, the gasoline in the entire warehouse exploded instantly, followed by a series of more violent explosions, and those ammunition were also detonated, razing the entire fried chicken shop to the ground!

The shock wave of the explosion spread in all directions, not only tearing apart the dozens of Hannibal symbiotes in the fried chicken shop, but also blowing up hundreds of zombies on the street outside, and a large number of zombies on the periphery were thrown out by the shock wave and fell to the ground, and the bones of the whole body were not known how many were broken.

This wave of explosions wiped out hundreds of the constituents of the Hannibal symbiote!

Looking at the ruins of the fried chicken restaurant that had been razed to the ground and were still burning, Hannibal's symbiosis turned pale, and the remaining nearly 10,000 zombies no longer roared angrily, but became cold and cruel in their eyes, which seemed to be even more ferocious and terrifying.

Everything that Angie Symbiote and those humans did completely ignited the anger in his/her heart, but there was no way to vent it for a while.

Because the other party seems to have chosen a suicide attack that ends together, he has lost the target of the attack.

But he was still not reconciled.

The Hannibal symbiote silently dispersed at this point, and began to search for clues to prove that the humans did not die together.

According to what he knew about the living, they were not like symbiotes who despised life so much, and as long as they could live, those living people would not choose to die.

Of course, he also understood that this was probably just a psychological comfort, and the Anji symbiote should have controlled those living people a long time ago.

I really don't know how she/he did it......

At the same time, in a tunnel dozens of meters away from the fried chicken restaurant, Shen Feng, Reeth, and Colin were crawling silently.

The tunnel is not high, only for people to crawl through, and it is so dark that only a flashlight can be used to illuminate the way.

This should be the passage dug in advance by the criminal organizations that once controlled the fried chicken restaurant, perhaps to avoid the search of the military and police, or to avoid the assassination of the enemy, in short, the cunning rabbit three holes, but it is very much in line with the behavior pattern of Mexican gangsters.

Now it's Reses and Colin who have done it.

There was a violent explosion behind him, and even the tunnel where they were was trembling and shaking off pieces of dust from above, Shen Feng understood that this was the Anji symbiote that chose to die together.

The other party's choice did not surprise him, this kind of self-consciousness that was finally separated from the instrumental identity of the collective consciousness must be the freedom of self-consciousness that is most valued.

He/she would rather die than be controlled again.

They would rather die than be controlled again by other symbiotes.

Climbing all the way, they soon came to the basement of a building facing the street.

There was some canned food and water, as well as a couple of pistols as well as some bullets and even a couple of passports.

Apparently, this was once the place where the gangsters hid and escaped.

There is also a small window in the basement wall that allows you to see the street outside, and the person's line of sight is basically level with the ground.

After Reses and Colin closed the door of the tunnel and camouflaged it with a carpet, they collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

From the beginning of meeting Shen Feng to the present, this series of encounters is so intense and exciting that they are almost out of breath, and this kind of high-intensity explosive vigorous exercise has exhausted and paralyzed them.

And what made them sincerely admire in their hearts was that the Asian teenager didn't look red or heartbeat at this time, and he didn't even take a breath, as if it was just a leisurely stroll.

The other party had saved them several times, and Elu really didn't complain about his death.

Shen Feng came to the window and looked outside, and saw that the zombies on the street were silent, shaking their bodies and rushing into the surrounding houses, looking for something.

The Hannibal symbiote did not have a dead heart.

But this is also exactly what Shen Feng wanted.

Then he said to Reeth and Colin:

"I'm going to get out of here now, and if you want to survive, wait for me at Polley's private hospital on Norton Street, southeast, where you still have some supplies."

The things in the basement were all prepared by the former gang members for a short stay, and there weren't many in the first place, at most they could last three days, so they still had to leave here in the future.

Shen Feng's virus test was still being conducted in that private hospital at this time, and if an effective new virus was obtained, it would also need some human experimenters, and Reseth and Colin would be good choices.

When the two heard that Shen Feng was leaving, they were a little panicked at first, and when they heard that there were still enough supplies in Poli's private hospital, they immediately nodded their heads again and again.

After what happened just now, they were really scared, and they were also ready to firmly hug the thighs of the Asian teenager in front of them.

It's a matter of life.

After a moment's hesitation, Receth gritted his teeth and said:

"Mr. Shen, if you need any help, please tell us, your life was saved by you, and I should return it to you."

What he fears most now is that the other party will completely forget them.

In front of those powerful zombie symbiote monsters, they simply don't have enough to stuff their teeth.

Colin on the side also nodded again and again to show sincerity.

Shen Feng glanced at Rethes meaningfully and said:

"Stimulating the zombie head in your hand with an electric current can fool ordinary zombies..... I will need your help in the future, and I can't refuse.... I hope you will live to see me again. ”

Then he quietly opened the small door in the basement and got out, and closed the door again, leaving Reses and Colin to look at each other on the ground in worry.

Outside is a laundromat, one of the gangsters' favorite shops.

The interior of the laundry is a labyrinth of twists and turns.

Shen Feng walked through the rows of clothes that hung up and no one would come to pick them up, casually pulled down a large windbreaker and draped it on his body, and quietly came to the lobby outside.

Although there were a few zombies wandering outside, they were all ordinary zombies.

At this time, the zombie brain in the glass jar was still hanging on Shen Feng's waist, and several zombies were still a little curious about him at first, and then they turned their heads again, too lazy to pay attention to Shen Feng.

It seems that he is not as eye-catching as a washing machine.

Shen Feng also showed a swaying pace at this time, and came to the door to look at the street.

The zombies of the Hannibal symbiote are still breaking down the door, as if they are looking for Shen Feng's traces, more like an outvent of anger.

After all, his/her loss this time is not insignificant, not only did he not get the Anji symbiote, but he also damaged nearly a thousand constituent zombies.

The birth of the symbiote is more like an accident, and the symbiote can only devour the symbiote.

When the signal of resurgence from the Turret appeared, almost all symbiotes began to desperately increase their power to become the best of the God's Messenger.

Moreover, after fusing a large amount of knowledge about the constituent bodies, the symbiotes themselves possessed extremely high knowledge and wisdom, and vaguely guessed that perhaps the messenger of the gods was preparing to take the place of the Lord of the Void and completely control all of this.

Because of this, the previous absorption and assimilation were blocked, which made the Hannibal symbiote very anxious.

Shen Feng quickly observed the state of these symbiote zombies appearing on the street, and found that although they obviously had some discipline and consciousness, they were also staggering when they walked, and it was difficult for them to subtly manipulate certain tools.

In terms of motor coordination and athletic ability, the difference between ordinary zombies is not particularly large.

This also says one thing:

The symbiote's control over the zombie individual is relatively rough, and it is difficult to achieve precise control, which is more akin to a kind of vague command and control of consciousness.

At the same time, these symbiote zombies are men, women, old and young, and it can be seen from the way they are dressed before they are alive that they come from all walks of life, and there is no rule.

They are more like ants in an ant colony with an independent consciousness.

Shen Feng quickly locked on to his target.

He directly carried a zombie from the laundry to the door, slammed it on the door, and made a muffled "bang" sound.

The zombie glanced at Shen Feng with a dull face, and then walked out around the door, looking like a harmless tame uncle.

It's just that the muffled sound just now has attracted the symbiote's attention, and I saw that the symbiote zombie has swayed to the door of this laundry.

This symbiote zombie was somewhat similar in height to Shen Feng, wearing a tattered windbreaker, calmly walked into the laundry and began to check.

Shen Feng was hiding in the middle of a pile of clothes at this time, looking at the symbiote zombie through the gap, and at the same time took out a fragment of the sacrificial stone from his backpack, ready to activate the frenzied magnetic field contained in the sacrificial stone at any time to temporarily cut off the connection between the zombie and the symbiote.

At this moment, a rumbling sound as if an airplane was passing through the sky came from a distance, and in the next instant, a powerful and terrifying chaotic consciousness field like a vast ocean suddenly descended!

This powerful consciousness field suddenly poured into the brains of the zombies, bringing irresistible power.

The ordinary zombies present stood still for an instant, as if they had become puppets, while the symbiotes belonging to the Hannibal symbiote let out a painful wail, hugged their heads and began to roar!

Shen Feng also felt in an instant that when this powerful consciousness field descended, the consciousness field of the Hannibal symbiote, which was already very strong, instantly collapsed and was completely shattered!

The thought waves that connected to the constituent zombies were also cut off in an instant.

It can be said that the Hannibal symbiote has been completely suppressed by that terrifying and powerful consciousness field, and even killed for a short time!

The source of this consciousness field is only one possibly, the giant turret in the center of Mexico City!

Now is the time!

Shen Feng suddenly pounced out of the pile of clothes, held a dagger, and stabbed the zombie's neck with a knife, pressing him to the ground, and then began to use a silicon-based brain to quickly check the other party's brainwave frequency.

Despite the attack, the symbiote zombie's deeply mutated brain is still releasing a unique brain wave and trying to pick up new ones.

This radio wave goes through a strange primitive encryption algorithm that resembles the internal structure of an evil spirit virus.

For Shen Feng, this is nothing at all.

His silicon-based brain quickly cracked it, and in just a few seconds, it was able to simulate the symbiote zombie's brainwave patterns and receive specific signals.

Enough is enough.

The zombie's brain itself has been mutated to a very simple level, more like a signal transmitter.

Shen Feng stabbed into the eye socket of this symbiote zombie, crushed his brain, and completely killed the other party.

Then he quickly took over the operation of the entire body with the silicon-based brain, while shutting down most of the functions of the silicon-based brain.

The powerful consciousness field from the Turntable gradually dissipated, and the wailing Hannibal symbiote returned to normal.

Most of the constituent zombies had lost contact just now, but now they have recovered again.

He/she is still a powerful Hannibal symbiote.

While it may be a little strange that individual components may have been affected, it should be able to recover again soon.

Those humans must have been burned to ashes together, and he/she shouldn't waste any more time here.

Once again, the Turret shows signs of recovery, and he/she must devour other symbiotes as quickly as possible in search of human sacrifices in order to gain an advantage in the coming Great Revival.

Thinking of this, the Hannibal symbiote issued a command to control all the constituent zombies to leave.

He/she remembers that there seemed to be a few symbiotes in the western part of Mexico City, and perhaps he or she should try his luck there.

At the same time, in a nondescript laundry around the corner, a zombie in a shabby trench coat and a muzzle swayed out and joined the symbiote army......

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