Wei Tao was a little nervous, Zhao Qiang had just walked for a long time, and the modified bus came back, just swaggering and stopping at the back door, looking fearless. Leaving a few ladies in the monitoring room, Wei Tao took Zhang Yongming and walked out with a serious expression.

Seeing Zhang Yongming ready behind a makeshift bunker, Wei Tao opened the door. Whatever your purpose, today I will settle this grudge once and for all! Wei Tao secretly made up his mind and improved his state to the best, the holster had been loosened, and he could draw his gun and shoot at any time.

The bus slowly drove into the back door, and after many modifications, the outside of the bus was already covered with explosion-proof shields, and Wei Tao couldn't figure out the situation in the car for a while. Soon, the bus was parked right in the middle of the loading and unloading area at the back door.

The handlebar of the cab was touched, Wei Tao's fingers twitched unconsciously, and Zhang Yongming, who was hiding on the side, also opened the safety of the gun, and his palms became wet because of nervousness. The car door opened, and the person who jumped out of the car immediately made Wei Tao and Zhang Yongming breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why did you come back?" Zhang Yongming put away his gun, walked over, and punched the person in the chest.

"What, aren't you welcome?" Zhao Qiang laughed, his face still a little swollen.

"What's going on?" Wei Tao pointed to the bus and asked coldly.

Zhao Qiang glanced back at the bus he drove back, and easily threw a sentence: "Gift!" ”

In the lounge, Zhao Qiang sat on the sofa and told what happened, while Li Zihan stood aside, carefully wiping the dried blood on Zhao Qiang's forehead.

"So, Li Zixin is dead?" Wei Tao asked coldly.

"That's how it should be, I cut his throat with my own hands, and unless he can find a surgeon and full surgical equipment in ten minutes, he's dead." Zhao Qiang said, gratefully glancing at Li Zihan who was busy on his forehead.

"Don't move!" Li Zihan muttered cautiously and did not stop what he was doing.

"What about the others?" Wei Tao continued to ask.

Zhao Qiang obediently sat up straight, and replied motionlessly: "The others will be fine, I just injured them and threw them at the convenience store." ”

Glancing at Zhang Yongming, who was sitting on the side with a gloomy face and did not speak, Zhao Qiang shrugged apologetically and said, "Lao Zhang, I'm sorry for today's incident. They are, after all, your colleagues and friends. I'm sorry. Zhang Yongming shook his head and said with a wry smile: "That's their own fault, no one else's fault." ”

Everyone fell into a short silence, and Zhao Qiang was also a little uncomfortable. The people I killed before were all zombies, things that didn't belong to this world in the first place, but what I killed today was a living person. After the initial excitement passed, all that flashed in front of Zhao Qiang's eyes was those frightened eyes.

"Brother Zhao, are you sure that the blood on your head is your own?" Li Zihan broke the silence, and she found that there was no injury on Zhao Qiang's forehead!

Zhao Qiang laughed, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, "It's not to tell you, it's ......" Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qiang stopped by himself, and after groping on his forehead, his face showed an incredible look. Only a few hours later, the wound on his forehead from the baton struck disappeared.

"It's here." Zhao Qiang was confused, he touched his head, and looked at the bloodstained cotton ball that Li Zihan threw aside.

"Your wounds are healed." Wei Tao still spoke coldly, and he didn't seem to be too surprised.

Li Zihan shook his head and said, "This is impossible!" No one recovers so fast! ”

Wei Tao didn't refute, just pulled away his clothes, revealing his abdomen. A scar appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and seeing that everyone had noticed it, Wei Tao said coldly: "The gunshot wound was left during the shootout last night." I didn't tell anyone, it was already like this this morning. ”

"I don't know what the reason is, but it did happen. You, me, and even others may have superhuman resilience. Wei Tao told what he had found.

"You're saying it's possible for all of us to gain this ability?" Zhao Qiang realized the problem.

Wei Tao shook his head and said, "I don't know what the situation of the other people is, but in the two of us, this thing has indeed happened!" ”

Zhao Qiang jumped up, because he remembered that when Li Zixin fell, there were some other things in his eyes besides fear.

"I'll go out and I'll be back soon!" Zhao Qiang shouted, picked up the gun and hurriedly ran out.

When Zhao Qiang came to the previous convenience store, he realized that he was late, and the roller shutter that he had closed by himself had been opened. The policemen were gone, and Li Zixin's body was nowhere to be found, only a few stalls of congealed blood and scattered bullet casings on the ground proved that everything before was not Zhao Qiang's dream.

Back at the supermarket, Zhao Qiang threw himself on the sofa, and everyone guessed the result of the trip. "He's alive." Zhao Qiang said a little dejectedly: "When I went, they had already run away. ”

Zhang Yongming broke the silence and said, "Since you ran away, forget it." After you left, we did an experiment. We found that everyone else but me had this ability. ”

"What?" Zhao Qiang jumped up from the sofa again, grabbed Zhang Yongming's arm and asked, "You said you all have this ability?" ”

Zhang Yongming stretched out his finger, a clear wound on it was impressive, the bleeding had stopped, and said with a wry smile: "I mean, except for me." ”

Zhao Qiang sat back on the sofa again, more and more changes had already made him a little unable to react, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Since everyone has this ability, why don't you have it?" ”

Zhang Yongming shook his head or shook his head, everyone has a superhuman body, but he still looks useless now! This made Zhang Yongming feel very defeated, and laughed at himself: "I always can't lift my spirits these days, I always feel very tired, and I want to sleep, maybe this is my change." ”

After a long discussion, they did not come up with a satisfactory answer, but on one point, everyone reached a consensus: after the disaster, everything changed, and perhaps all this change was related to the Mayans who had predicted this disaster.

Although it has been recognized by everyone, Zhao Qiang feels a little ridiculous: the Mayans, a mysterious people, have a long history and are mysterious, and the Europeans disappeared mysteriously after discovering the Americas, and no one can know why. They are best known for predicting a catastrophe that would destroy the Earth at the end of the Fifth Solar Age. Now the earth is not destroyed, it is human civilization that is destroyed.

If you want to solve the mystery that happened to you, do you have to go to the distant Americas to explore that lost civilization? Zhao Qiang shook his head, trying to get this idea out of his mind, which now seems to be a little unrealistic, what do you want to do? If you have time to think about this, you might as well think about how to find your wife!