"The fog is in!" Just when Leng Yan was about to bow his head and take a closer look, the ugly door standing by the door whispered eagerly.

"What's going on?" Leng Yan found that the zombie with only the head left, the rich and ruthless color in his eyes.

"Do you think I'm scared?" Leng Yan looked at the mist that squeezed in through the crack in the door, and stomped on the head of the corpse. Although he was a little curious about the situation that this corpse had become like this, he didn't feel any surprise that in this zombie-infested world, it was very likely that any kind of monster would appear.

The corpse was keenly aware of the danger, and twisted its head desperately in place, but it had no other focus on it, and could only stare at the still intact eye and watch the black shadow fall.

There was a cracking sound similar to the cracking of a watermelon, and white brains splashed all over Leng Yan's soles.

Leng Yan thought that after killing this corpse, the fog would dissipate, and the mist that was pouring in was obviously paused for a moment when the corpse died, but soon it continued to pour in again, and the speed was a little amazing.

The glass door that blocked everything had already appeared with countless black-green spots on it, and the glass seemed to melt, turning into a viscous feeling similar to snot, and it was slowly sliding to the ground.

Where the fog touched, the things there seemed to melt and instantly became viscous water, seeing this situation, Leng Yan would stay longer, and directly pulled his legs and retreated to the back door of the clinic.

"Let's go!" The three of them slammed into the back door at a very fast speed, and there was a huge lock hanging on the back door, and the lock was already covered with rust, and Leng Yan kicked the door directly, and the three of them rushed out at a very fast speed.

Although the speed of these fogs is spreading very fast, Leng Yan obviously found that its visibility has improved a lot, and the visibility of the white fog behind the white lines before is extremely low, which can basically be said to be unable to reach out and lose five fingers, but now the fog you can clearly see through them what is behind them.

And since they left the clinic, the speed of the spread of the white mist has slowed down significantly, as if all their strength has been exhausted, and the fog scattered outside is somewhat limp on the ground, clumps and clumps, like cotton.

"Was it controlled by the corpse just now?" The two women saw the fog passing, and everything instantly turned into a puddle of black water, and said with some palpitations.

"If the corpse dies, the abilities it uses should naturally fail..."Leng Yan squinted his eyes at the dark clinic inside, the danger of wanting to go back and check at this time was too high, and he was sure that he must have stepped on the corpse's head, because the brains on his shoes had not yet fallen off.

"Detour?" The ugly door looked at the weak fog and asked with a frown.

Leng Yan carefully observed the very high fog wall in front of him, and when he walked away, he found that the height of this fog wall was not high, and if he could go up to the tall buildings next to him, he should be able to see the whole picture.

Leng Yan smoothly climbed up to the office buildings next to him, probably because of the fog, there were not many zombies nearby, except for some zombies in the hall, he didn't even see a shadow of a zombie in the corridor.

Leng Yan went upstairs, only to find that the fog wall below looked like it was in the shape of a cube, neatly covering the road in front of him, as well as the location of some of the buildings that originally belonged to the street, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.

Leng Yan was a little itchy at this time, he felt that he could make this level of fog, whether it was a zombie or a corpse, the level should not be too low, maybe this was the high-level zombie he was looking forward to the most.

It was a moment of hard work, and Leng Yan made up his mind.

"I'll go in and take a look, you guys are waiting for me here, if there's anything wrong, just leave quickly," Leng Yan looked a little excited and was about to leave, but was grabbed by two women on the left and right.

"It's too dangerous..."

"No, I don't know what is there, it's too dangerous for you to go in so rashly..."

The one who talks a lot is always the first to fall ugly, although Yun Comb Tong has less words, but it is the first time that he has made the same move as a woman.

"Don't worry, you guys find a place to hide first," Leng Yan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but thinking that the two women were also well-intentioned, he decisively suppressed the trace of dissatisfaction in his heart.

He didn't care how many women were around him, but no matter who it was, he couldn't slow down his progress or hinder his decision.

Looking at the man's disappearing figure, the two women glanced at each other, and both understood the helplessness and worry in each other's eyes.

On the other side of the dense fog, there are also many people who are distressed by this inexplicable layer of fog.

In an office building next to it, the glass that was originally bright and clean was tightly blocked at this time, and the outside could not see anything inside. Blocking can not only block the light, but most importantly, it still has a great effect on zombies with low intelligence.

As long as you get closer, you can hear the suppressed voices of conversation, laughter, men's scolding, and crying, which makes people feel very confused.

"Boss, boss, that wall is moving!" A dirty man, with a wooden stick in his hand, rushed into the room with a frightened face, without even having time to knock on the door.

Now that the power has been cut off in the building, the height of the sixteenth floor is simply a torment for an ordinary survivor, especially now that there is no food at all, the man is sweating profusely and panting, and his face is so pale that he feels like he will turn his back at any moment.

"What!" Wu Xiliang's face sank, and he just wanted to scold, but when he heard this, he jumped up from the bench and directly knocked the mahjong on the table to the ground.

The faces of the four men playing mahjong around the table instantly became frightened, and they all rushed out of the room with Wu Xiliang and came to the street.

The wall of fog still stood tall there, and there was no sign of any change, but there was indeed some fog that stretched out from the wall of fog like tentacles, whether it was a car or a wall, it turned into a pool of black water in an instant under their collision.

Wu Xiliang stood on the side of the road with a solemn expression, how powerful these fogs were, they had experimented, and now they were also watching those things turn into pools of black water, where did they dare to approach.