Under the red light, the wine is gone.

The old man said madly that he would take Lin Fan to Beijing, to pursue the legendary imperial literary list, and by the way, to chase after Nobel literature, to see if Lin Fan had really become the legendary clear stream.

The old man is drunk, it's not that the people in the bureau don't know Qingliu and wealth, for him, what is the use of passing tonight.

Ignored it and left in a hurry.

The new rent is in a hurry, an apartment in the back street, on the first floor, one living room and two rooms, and a fifty square basement below.

He didn't understand the building structure and the like, but the landlord obviously charged more money to increase the space, and built it illegally.

But he liked it very much, because the first floor did not let in sunlight, and the shady space made him more comfortable.

The furniture was also ready-made, and it was cold to sit on, and it was so cold that it comforted him.

All in all, nice place to stay.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, click on the system screen.

"System, where is No. 1 now?"

The light curtain is enlarged, and on the map of the east-west railway trunk line, a red dot marked as No. 1 is moving rapidly.

T968 Hope, Car 15, a big fat man wearing red long sleeves smiled at the plainclothes policemen on either side of the seat and pointed to the toilet.

"Zhang Dafu, don't be careful, obediently go back to Shuilian City with us to deal with your debts." An old police officer with a long neck said.

"Of course."

"Xiaozhuang, you accompany him on a trip."

"Hmm."

Zhang Dafudui walked to the carriage toilet with a smile, closed the door, flattened the flesh on his face, and scooped up his shirt.

A red line on his navel made him a little alarmed, a few days ago it was only as thick as a finger, but now the line was not only the width of the wrist, but also changed from white to red.

He touched it with his hand, and the line was extremely protruding.

Pressed hard, and it floated up again.

"Damn it!" The fat man said in fear.

Only he knew the condition of his body, but he didn't dare to ask the police that he was lucky to come out of the isolation center once, and it was not so simple to estimate it the second time.

"Zhang Dafu, what's your name?" Xiao Zhuang outside said strangely.

"Ah, it's okay, my stomach hurts, I can't pull it out."

"Then hurry up."

"Okay."

So fast? Zhang Dafu washed his face and forced himself to calm down.

"The DAD virus of infected body No. 1 is starting to advance."

The water swept across the fat man's face, but in the uphead, the microcosm invisible to the flesh. The DAD virus, hidden in tens of trillions of cells in the human body, has finally revealed its evil tentacles.

They took off the security frame of the fat man's human cells, took off a layer of safety that was detected by the imperial medical institutions, took off their camouflage, showed their sharp teeth, held highly poisonous spears, and camped all the way to the city.

The major defense tissue cells in the fat man's body fell in a few seconds, and the traitorous mission of the DAD virus hidden in the defense cells was completed.

When the last cell of the brain is captured, the DAD virus becomes all that the fat man has.

And the external macro manifestation is:

The fat man's blood was transformed into a white unknown substance, and the skin was all white, and the white was not pure, and there were many small red spots, and a few drops of the color of the dead corpse spots were added to the expired white cream of the whole person.

There was a grunt in the abdomen, and the red line with the thickness of the wrist slowly squirmed, as if it was a toddler who had just woken up, and under the tremendous pressure, the DAD virus surged with a hunger that penetrated deep into the soul, and the fat man's lips burst into the shape of a blood-red chrysanthemum, and a red wrist-long tongue squeezed through the throat and shattered the glass.

The fat man's eyes turned blood-red, and he had long since lost consciousness due to the great pain.

The whole advancement process took less than a minute, and a fat man who was so good turned into a monster.

Bang bang bang!

The huge movement made Xiao Zhuang outside knock on the door uneasily.

Bang!

A blood-red tongue smashed the door and bit Xiao Zhuang's neck.

Red plasma was sprayed on the passenger next to him who was charging his mobile phone at the junction of the carriage, and the man looked at the red blood beads on the mobile phone screen, dumbfounded as Xiao Zhuang was hanging in the air by a tongue and struggling.

"Save, save." Xiao Zhuang trembled all over, and the rapid loss of blood made his brain go blank.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

With a loud scream, the passenger wiped the blood from his face and ran into the car.

The passengers in car 15 heard the sound, and a louder and higher scream followed.

The long-necked old policeman had already rushed over there, and the red-dyed toilet door slammed open, and a huge white monster jumped out and threw the lifeless Xiaozhuang to the ground.

"Xiaozhuang!" The old policeman was furious, and Zhang Dafu's blood-red eyes were directed at him.

Panicked, angrily and fearfully touched his waist, and his heart felt a pimple, only to realize that he had not applied for a mission with a gun this time.

The monster weighing two hundred pounds grew in his eyes.

In Beijing, in the Parkway Street supermarket, a young man with a bag suddenly collapsed on the elevator, and people hurried over to support him, but he was frightened by the young man's white skin.

He tossed, his mouth burst, and a white tentacle wrapped around a salesperson next to him.

Hushan City, Qingshui Old Block, No. 18 Apartment. After cleaning up the candlelight dinner on the dining table, a middle-aged woman went to the children's room, looked at her little daughter who had kicked the quilt away, and kissed her forehead affectionately.

The girl rolled over, pouted in her sleep, and said, "Dad, can I not go to school tomorrow?"

The woman shook her head and smiled, covered her with the quilt, and closed the door gently.

Turning to the living room, I glanced at the light in the bathroom, and it hurt to think that this man couldn't sleep for days on end because of work. Slowly took off his clothes, walked to the bathroom door and said:

"Wei Xing, let's wash together."

I opened the door, and with a muffled grunt, there was thick blood under the pale yellow bathroom lamp.

The Mong Kok neighborhood of Hushan, the neighborhood with the most bastards in Hushan, has just entered the active time of every day, and the food stalls and barbecue stalls on the roadside are surging in front of people.

Most of the customers are young people who live nearby, wearing earrings, embroidered tattoos on their shoulders, and hugging their sisters.

Everyone gathered in Hushan Mong Kok from south to north, and a big reason was the two gangs that are famous here, the Bangtian Gang and the Hushan Gang.

All the bastards aspire to be in these two gangs.

A row of a dozen bastards walked side by side.

"Hall Master, did you really the train lady on the train at that time?"

"Huh? Is that still fake? Huang Mao said proudly.

"Wow, I don't accept anyone with the cannon, just serve the hall master!"

"Cannon, what kind of sycophants, does our hall master need a uniform?"

"Alas, hall master, tell us about the train lady again, it's weird." An obscene-looking younger brother came over, no more than sixteen years old.

Huang Mao stopped his body, and everyone looked over, red tongue and blood!

University of Science and Technology of China, Humanities Class 181 Female Dormitory, Yu Jiale was chatting with the water friends in the live broadcast room about the music festival that just ended tonight, and a red tongue on the bed behind him suddenly entered the mirror, and tens of thousands of water friends in the live broadcast room did not have time to react, Yu Jiale's body suddenly turned white, and a scene of turning into a terrifying monster followed.

。。。。。。

The barrage on the screen of the original live broadcast room disappeared.

Futian Provincial Normal University, men's dormitory, Liu Qingyun, who was watching the live broadcast, shook off the cigarette on his mouth, his pupils dilated, and then trembled.

There are so many water friends, and he was the first to knock out what he wanted to say most at the moment.

The first barrage after the pause:

"Little sister, are you making a movie?" I've got a gun down there! ”