At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was covered with a touch of fish belly white.

Such a morning scene is very common in the cold winter months.

In the office, Wu Zhen and Wu Yuan were sitting on the sofa, drinking tea.

"Stinky boy, five hours are almost gone."

Wu Zhen looked at Wu Yuan with a worried expression.

"Hmm."

Wu Yuan also responded in a deep voice.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, five hours are about to pass.

However, now only Wu Zhen's Ministry of Internal Affairs has completed the task.

The first and second regiments have not yet received any news.

Wu Yuan also contacted Hongmeng, but Hongmeng did not respond.

This couldn't help but make Wu Yuan a little worried.

After all, he had received a notice from Wei Dong and Zhao Yue that they were in danger.

This happens to be a group of troops.

Duanmuhua of the Second Regiment has not come back to report yet......

Seeing that Wu Yuan's face was heavy, he seemed to have something on his mind.

Wu Zhen opened his mouth and comforted: "Okay, everyone will be fine." ”

Wu Yuan looked at his sister and sighed helplessly.

As the core pillar of the predestination, Wu Yuan could not leave this building for the time being, and could only obediently wait for the report of victory.

Tuk-tuk.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door.

"Enter."

Wu Zhen said.

Then, Bai Ming's figure walked in.

"Chief, Mr. Wu."

Bai Ming greeted Wu Yuan and Wu Zhen politely.

Wu Yuan opened his mouth and said, "How's the situation?" ”

Bai Ming smiled and replied, "The second regiment has completed the task, but because it has to hold the defensive line, Uncle Hua can't come to report, so he let me come." ”

"What about Hongmeng and Zimo?"

Wu Yuan asked again.

Bai Ming responded: "Zimo and Brother Hongmeng have gone to support Brother Dong, and there is no news for the time being." ”

Wu Yuan nodded, the worry on his face a little thicker.

Tuk-tuk.

Just then, there was another knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Wu Yuan said.

Then, it was Wu Zimo's figure who walked in.

Seeing that it was Wu Zimo, a touch of joy appeared on Wu Yuan's face.

After Wu Zimo entered the office, he clasped his fists at Wu Yuan and saluted: "Master." ”

Wu Yuan nodded, and then asked, "Brother Dong, what about them?" ”

Wu Zi replied silently: "Uncle Dong is nothing serious, but ......"

Wu Zi was silent and stopped.

Wu Yuan frowned and said, "What is there to hesitate about, just say what happens." ”

Only then did Wu Zimo slowly speak: "Uncle Dong and Brother Yue Zheng are fine, but they are a little injured......

"What!"

Then, before Wu Zi finished speaking, Wu Zhen stood up violently, his eyes widened, and asked, "You said Ah Dong was injured?" ”

Wu Yuan looked at his sister Wu Zhen with a strange expression, and thought to himself.

As for it......

Such a big reaction......

However, Wu Zhen didn't pay attention to his brother's expression, but asked Wu Zimo, "Where is he now?" ”

Wu Zi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "In the upstairs bedroom." ”

Wu Zhen hurriedly left the office and headed upstairs.

Wu Yuan looked weird, a little puzzled why his sister Wu Zhen's reaction was so big.

But Wu Yuan didn't go out either.

Wu Zimo seemed to have something to do, and Wu Yuan motioned for him to continue.

Wu Zimo responded and continued: "It's just that this time, a group of zombies encountered a powerful corpse, almost wiped out the whole army, everyone fell into a coma, and there were four Chosen and seven ordinary people who died in the battle......"

When Wu Zimo said this, he stopped.

He lowered his head, as if he was a little lonely.

Wu Yuan could roughly guess.

It's just that the death of the four Chosen One made his heart throb.

After all, these are the four Chosen One!

In addition to the heartache, he also knew that it was inevitable.

After all, not everyone is the protagonist, and life and death are naturally unpredictable.

Then, I saw him stand up and say, "Let's go and have a look." ”

Wu Zimo and Bai Ming nodded.

Wu Yuan was the first to walk out of the office, followed by Wu Zimo and Bai Ming.

Fifteen floors.

Wu Yuan took Wu Zimo and Bai Ming out of the elevator and came to the empty hall.

As soon as I entered the hall, I was greeted by people lying on the ground and sleeping.

There are the chosen ones, and there are ordinary people.

These were carried back.

In the battle with the ghost corpse, some of the people in the group were injured to varying degrees, causing them to fall into a coma.

However, the vast majority fell into a coma for no reason.

There were more than a dozen people in the hall helping to take care of it, and Wu Yuan found Hongmeng's figure in it.

He stepped forward.

Hongmeng saw Wu Yuan coming and said, "I'm late." ”

Hongmeng's expression was a little lost.

Wu Yuan patted Hongmeng's shoulder and comforted, "This is already the best result. ”

With that, he walked over to the nearest lying man, and then crouched down.

Then, he reached out and opened the unconscious man's eyes with two fingers and examined it.

After checking it, Wu Yuan didn't find any problems, so he let go of his two fingers, withdrew his hand, and stood up.

"What happened?"

Wu Yuan looked at Hongmeng with some confusion and asked.

Hongmeng responded: "I have searched the database, and if my guess is correct, it should be the residual breath of the virus." ”

"Virus aftermath?"

Wu Yuan was puzzled, he didn't seem to have heard this term in his previous life.

Hongmeng explained: "The so-called virus afterglow is a gas that can only be emitted by the top mutated series zombies, which is colorless and odorless, but it can make the inhaler gradually feel weak and comatose. ”

"Can you wake up with this thing?"

Wu Yuan asked again.

Hongmeng nodded and continued: "Actually, to put it bluntly, it's a bit similar to Mixiang, it's not life-threatening, and they will wake up soon." ”

Wu Yuan nodded as if he didn't understand.

Suddenly, he realized something, tilted his head and glared and asked, "Did they meet a top zombie?" ”

Hongmeng nodded.

"Which big guy?"

Wu Yuan was surprised.

Hongmeng spat out four words: "Ghost Shadow Kills Corpses." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Yuan's whole person suddenly felt a chill in his back, and goosebumps exploded all over his body.

"How can it be this plague god?"

Wu Yuan was a little incredulous.

The ghost shadow kills the corpse, Wu Yuan had hunted it in his previous life.

In his previous life, the ghost shadow had killed corpses at level sixty-two, but Wu Yuan was already level seventy.

However, the terrifying thing is that even though he was eight levels higher, Wu Yuan still almost died at the hands of the ghost shadow corpse killer several times.

If it weren't for Wu Yuan's dodge talent at that time, maybe those few battles would have been Wu Yuan's death day.

Therefore, when he heard that it was a ghost killing corpse, Wu Yuan felt a chill.

Because Wu Yuan knows the horror of ghost shadow killing, this is the power of the top mutant series zombies.

Skipping the level can scare you!

Hearing this, Hongmeng shook his head and said he didn't know.

Wu Yuan asked again, "Did you kill it?" ”

Hongmeng smiled coldly and said, "If I let it run away from my hand, I might as well roll into your consciousness space and hide, and I don't have to come out." ”

Wu Yuan nodded and didn't ask any more.

Since the ghost killed the corpse, it was no big problem, and it was also exempted from a future trouble.

After all, it's not fun to let the ghost kill corpses grow.

Since it was determined that these people's lives would not be in danger, Wu Yuan did not linger here.

He walked side by side with Hongmeng and led Wu Zimo and Bai Ming away.

Through a conversation with Hongmeng in the elevator, Wu Yuan learned that Wei Dong led a group to complete the task.

Despite the casualties, the supplies were brought back.

So, they took the elevator and prepared to go up to see Wei Dong and Zhao Yuezheng

…………

Bright port.

Ten figures stood in a row.

Behind these ten figures, men and women of different heights lined up in ten teams.

Directly in front of the group, a man stood with his hands in his hands.

With his pale green silk and resolute face, he is the leader of the Shadow Organization, Cangying!

Cangying looked at the ten high-level killers in front of him, as well as the hundreds of low-level killers led by each of them behind them, and showed a smile.

"Little ones, let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, Cangying stepped out first.

And the hundreds of people behind him all silently followed the steps.

A black-and-white canopy, beneath which is a procession of hundreds of people, is moving.

The sound of footsteps is deafening, and the neat and uniform movements all show heroic momentum.

Hundreds of people arrived at a row of large cars and quickly got into them.

The rumbling sound of the cars sounded one after another, and then drove out one after another.

Shadow Organization ......

It's time to kill the martial arts!