In the dark

Koyoshi ran cautiously through the woods, but his large body made it almost impossible for him to do it quietly.

As time passed, Xiao Ji gradually became able to control his body perfectly.

It's a big park, and the gate has been smashed by a large bus. There is only a large broken stone tablet at the door, and a few big characters are faintly seen on the stone tablet - Xiushui Lake Park.

This park is located near Xiaotianfen, that is, to the west of the government building, this park is particularly large, and it can be seen on the public notice board at the entrance that this park occupies at least nearly 100 acres of land, and the Xiushui Lake next to it also has nearly 100 acres of land. It is also a very beautiful tourist time before the apocalypse, but at this time it has become a paradise for zombies, and Xiao Ji hears the roar of zombies everywhere in the dark night.

However, due to the fact that this park has not been taken care of for a long time in the apocalypse, the whole park is like a dense grove, but there are mountains, rivers, forests, and the environment is also beautiful.

At this moment, Xiao Ji is lying on the top of a mountain, which is artificially carved, and there is only a curved stone staircase up the mountain.

And the span of this stone step is particularly large, which can almost guarantee that no zombie can come up.

Xiao Ji has been running just now, and he has not collected food for the past few days, he is very tired at this moment, he just wants to rest for a good night, as for the food and drink, he has to wait until tomorrow, he does not have any strength and mind to deal with these things now.

"Step on ...... Trample...... Step ......"

Suddenly, Xiao Ji, who had been transformed by biochemical drugs, heard a very rhythmic sound, which seemed to be the sound of leather shoes stepping on the stone steps, Xiao Ji's body tightened, and he clenched a thick branch, the top of which had been sharpened a little.

"Step on ...... Trample...... Step ......"

The voice going up the stairs, getting closer and closer, seemed to be coming towards him.

Xiao Ji looked at this only way to climb to the top of the mountain suspiciously, could there be a zombie coming up? But shouldn't the zombie's walk be tilted everywhere? It's possible to walk so rhythmically, and it's still such a high stone staircase. Since the road up the mountain was crooked, he couldn't see who was coming down the mountain.

But no matter what, Xiao Ji is no longer the one who was in XZ City at that time, and he is no longer the Xiao Ji who needs to rely on Zhang Jiuhu to survive. At this moment, his heart is full of violence, and he is now a cruel and cold-blooded person.

The voice drew closer, and soon, a figure came out of the dim woods, what seemed to be a man, and a particularly thin man, who was dressed in a black trench coat. But the funny thing is that he actually wore a hard hat on his head, this nondescript dress reminded Xiao Ji of the armored zombie that Uncle Li had researched.

Could it be that someone has also modified this zombie? Or a coincidence. If it's a coincidence, who would wear a trench coat but a hard hat? Engineer? It's also possible.

Xiao Ji frowned and stared at the zombie.

However, since the end of the world, let Xiao Ji know that it is better to strike first. Now Xiao Ji no longer has any psychological burden, and he is no longer under the control of Dr. Li. Before, Dr. Li forbade him a lot of things, and many times he didn't let him take the initiative, and he was very passive when he was in the Gelao clan.

But now he's going to be himself, he's free now, he's going to do what he wants.

Tired, he stood up with his hands on his legs, clutching the wooden thorns in his hands.

This slowly approaching zombie was wearing a safety helmet on his head, of course it was impossible for Xiao Ji to stab him on the head, he didn't think that the wooden thorn in his hand could penetrate the helmet. So he chose this person's chest, and he hoped to pierce it through a wooden thorn, because this person made Xiao Ji's heart furious.

If this person is not a zombie but a living person, he will also die this time. If it is a zombie, then Xiao Ji only needs to stir the wooden thorn that pierces into his chest vigorously, and he can break the zombie's spine. That way, he had enough time to deal with a disabled zombie.

Xiao Ji was a resolute man, he did whatever came to his mind, and in the dim moonlight he took a step forward, walked up to the man, and stabbed him in the chest.

The moment he stabbed it, he knew that it was not a living person, and at this time, a zombie, because he knew that it was stabbed into his body, did not react and resist at all.

However, in the next second, "click......"

A familiar sound rang in my ears, the sound of rough wood rubbing against bones.

Xiao Ji immediately realized that this was indeed a zombie, and this zombie was still a zombie that had been gnawed clean, because there was no meat on his chest at all. But why do you still have a clean trench coat? How did other zombies eat this person's flesh without getting dirty or breaking their trench coats?

However, Xiao Ji didn't take care of these things. He subconsciously wanted to pull out the dagger and continue to stab, and with the next blow, he planned to stab the zombie from the chin to the last time, so that it could be stabbed directly into his brain, but when the chick looked up at the zombie, he was instantly stunned, and then had goosebumps and sweat all over his body.

Why? Because he made this zombie laugh at him, yes, he was laughing, and he was satisfied that Sen Bai's teeth were clean, no blood, no carrion.

At the same time, it was found that the zombie's face was intact, without a single injury, only a creepy smile. This smile made Xiao Ji feel as if he had been electrified, and he was stunned and there was no next action.

And from the crack mouth laughing at the same time, two words popped out: "Hello! ”

Xiao Ji looked at this talking zombie, and the wooden thorns in his hand were gone, and he took a few steps back in a row, and fell directly on the grass.

"You...... Who are you? ”

The zombie, or human, pulled out the wooden thorn from its chest and threw it aside, and then Xiao Ji heard and saw that the wooden thorn was stained with black plasma. It was all out of his mind.

"Who am I? I've long forgotten who I am, but I've become interested in you, and I don't know who you are. ”

Xiao Ji didn't answer him, because he felt that the sudden appearance of this man almost disrupted his fantasy of the zombie apocalypse. So he still sat on the grass in a daze, staring at the man dumbfounded.

"Hello...... What am I asking you? The face of the man wearing a safety helmet on the opposite side showed a hideous smile again, and at the same time, there was a trace of impatience in his eyes, and even his body involuntarily took several steps forward, almost beside Xiao Ji.

"You...... Hello......" Xiao Ji did not run, but tried to calm down and greet this man.

"Good ......" The man nodded when he saw Xiao Ji who was gradually coming down cold.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and Xiao Ji can't believe that he is actually talking to a zombie. Although this person did not take off his trench coat, he still saw the hands that had rotted out of shape, this person was definitely a zombie.

At this moment, the moon suddenly disappeared from her figure, making the surroundings even darker, and Xiao Ji, who had just calmed down, became panicked again.

The man in the trench coat unhurriedly typed a computer from his hand, pressed it a few times, and the surroundings brightened up again with a strong computer light.

But this computer instantly knew that this person was a member of the organization. Because he knew that Uncle Li and Dr. Li had a handheld computer that looked similar.

Now that he knew who this person was, Xiao Ji was still not very relieved, because he knew that he had just escaped from Dr. Li, and now he was in the hands of another organization. It's ironic. However, Xiao Ji is not a person who can be caught with his hands, and he gently grabs a handful of soil with his right hand, waiting for the opportunity.