Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Tale from Far Away

Zhang Zu's brows kept beating, his blood was stimulated in some way, and he opened his mouth and unconsciously fell into some kind of indescribable contemplation.

It was a vague door from the darkness, and twelve golden angels looked at him with a smile.

This is a new experience, like a dream out of the sheath, floating in this strange world, he wanted to push it away, but it was blocked by twelve golden lights, randomly foamed, and the world was quiet.

Wang Shuzhen was carrying a bottle of wine and was half drunk and patted Zhang Zu, who was out of spirit.

"Junior brother, come, drink!"

Zhang Zu came back to his senses and straightened Wang Shuzhen, who was leaning over, and said, "Senior sister, Qamdo is not peaceful anymore, and you will leave in three days." ”

"Is the junior going to leave again?" Wang Shuzhen said lightly.

"Hmm."

Wang Shuzhen didn't stalk as she imagined, but wanted Zhang Zu to ask for a cigarette and lit it, spit out a puff of cigarette to Zhang Zu and sighed: "You go." ”

There is no nostalgia in her eyes, only the will and helplessness of life.

Zhang Zu became her last hope to live, but when she saw that Zhang Zu could control a group of violent patients, she felt that the previous junior was not really that simple.

Wang Shuzhen's light-heartedness made Zhang Zu breathe a sigh of relief and pity her at the same time.

"Take care of yourself and smoke less." Zhang Zu extinguished her cigarette, left some food for the other party, and hurried to the hospital with the infected brother.

Soon after Zhang Zu left, Wang Shuzhen, who stayed in the bar, broke the glass bottle and smirked and drew the word "Zhang" on her face.

"What's the door that flashed in your mind just now?"

"Hallucinations?"

Zhang Zu pondered the cause and effect before and after, and instantly thought that the infected body just now had escaped from his control.

Coupled with that moment of retreat into darkness, there was something vaguely attracting him.

At the entrance of the hospital, Zhang Zu met an acquaintance.

"My Great Sage, if you haven't seen you for a few days, you have harmed many people." Zhang Mo tugged at his green hat and looked at the twenty-one infected bodies behind Zhang Zu and mocked.

"Why are you here, haven't you left Chamdo?" Zhang Zu selectively ignored the taunt.

"Hehe, instead of caring about this, it's better to think more about your current situation, are you interested in joining us?"

"Am I already a member of the Special Group?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mo smiled, knowing that Zhang Zu didn't want to talk about any more organizations.

"What did you feel when you came?"

"You feel it too?" Zhang Zu couldn't help but look at Zhang Mo, he had always regarded the other party as an agent of 007, and the general category still belonged to human beings.

But if he had the same feeling as him, he had to reposition Zhang Mo as a person.

"You're a panda too?"

Zhang Mo did not nod or deny, and had already taken the lead in the hospital.

As soon as he entered the hospital, the tumbling of life blood began to surge again, and even though there were more than twenty infected people guarding it, he vigilantly took out two pistols.

"Give!" Zhang Zu handed over the pistol, but Zhang Mo shook his head and refused.

"How could there be no one?"

The entire building was searched, and not a single infected person was found, except for the chaotic medical supplies that were everywhere.

Cold silence.

It wasn't until Zhang Zu saw a blood-colored footprint around the corner that Fang stopped.

Beckoned: "This! ”

The cuckold Zhang Mo nodded and followed the footprints.

"Notice, there are more and more footprints ahead."

It wasn't until the entire passage was densely packed with footprints that Zhang Zu swallowed his throat and slowed down as he looked at the red gate at the end of the footprints.

Hospital meeting room.

"Zhang Mo, I feel like we can apply for support." It is most likely an infected lair.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly pushed the door open.

Zhang Zu was so frightened that he was about to turn around and run, but it was Zhang Mo who stopped him.

I ran in to find out that there was an infected stronghold in the empty conference hall

But there was a strong smell of blood and stench wafting through the air.

The green-haired man Zhang Mo had a solemn face, put his hand on the seat, jumped onto the stage, sniffed something in his nostrils and muttered, "That's right, he has been here!" ”

Zhang Zu, who was observing the environment under the stage, said strangely: "Who is he you talking about?" ”

"He robbed your girlfriend and knocked me unconscious."

"It's that guy!?" Zhang Zu's face was also difficult to look at.

"Who the hell is that person? What the hell is going on? What did he arrest Xia He for? As soon as he mentioned that person, Zhang Zu was very sensitive, jumped on the stage, and grabbed Zhang Mo's collar.

Zhang Mo kicked him away.

The twenty-one younger brothers in the audience moved, but Zhang Zu held back.

"Didn't Li Kongling tell you?"

"No, he never mentioned this person to me." Zhang Zu covered his stomach and slowly got up, gritted his teeth, and said.

"Hehe, it seems that the other party won't even give you a chance to die." Zhang Mo said pityingly.

"What the hell is going on? What is he hiding? ”

"Concealment? You're overestimating yourself, he doesn't need to hide anything from you, he's pitying you, does he know what your girlfriend was doing before it broke out? ”

"She's dating that guy!"

"After that, she was willing to stay with that man in order to save you, and I don't know if it's true or not, but I can tell you one thing, that man's identity is very complicated, so complicated that we want to kill him at all costs!"

"Impossible! Xia He is not that kind of person! She just had something to do that day! Why do you say these things to deceive me, Xia He was kidnapped by that person that day when he sacrificed himself to save me, this is what I saw with my own eyes, what is your purpose? ”

"What do you think I can do, I want to kill that person as much as you do."

"What else do you know? Say it all! Zhang Zu roared.

"Huh." Zhang Zu's attitude annoyed him.

"Heh, you XX!" Several infected people rushed onto the stage and overwhelmed Zhang Mo.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Zhang Zu was already on the verge of rage.

The infected body pressed against Zhang Mo's face opened its terrifying mouth, and a long scarlet tongue pierced it, spurting out blue blood on Zhang Zu's face.

Zhang Mo rolled over and twisted the head that was holding down the infected body in his left hand.

"You!"

Zhang Zu looked at the other party's long red tongue in shock.

"You're not human?!" On the contrary, Zhang Zu calmed down a little.

The other party lifted Zhang Zu's neck and said quietly: "If there is a next time, you will definitely die!" ”

Zhang Zu, who fell to the ground, quickly stood up and said, "I join you, I want to know the answer." ”

Zhang Mo looked at him coldly and said, "Are you sure you are ready to accept the coming of hell?" ”

"Listen up."

"It's a distant story that runs through the lives of several eras, and it's coming to an end in this generation."

"Three years ago, a large-scale contagious virus descended on Dongyang City, causing millions of casualties."

"Wait, I've heard this story from Li Kongling, and it doesn't seem to be far away, right?" Zhang Zu couldn't help but interrupt.