37. Panda formula

In the dark alleys, dozens of figures are intertwined.

Zhang Zu, who was heavily surrounded, pressed the wound that was still bleeding and looked at the infected body that had swallowed his own flesh.

Her head staggered slowly, her eyes widened suddenly, and her green eyes turned black in an instant.

The smell of green decay gradually disappeared, and a small granule grew in the missing left ear.

The blood lines on his face also slowly disappeared, and his original delicate and white face was restored.

Probably in his twenties, a small camisole bulging chest, showing a majestic figure.

She knelt at Zhang Zu's feet reverently and kissed him lightly.

"Master." The female infected body in the left ear had regained its human voice, and the warm cry made Zhang Zu's body vibrate.

"Do you remember your name?" Zhang Zu asked nervously.

"Hmm."

Hiss, Zhang Zu shuddered deeply, according to what Li Kongling said in the communication, when feeding his own blood to the infected body, he can reverse the other party back to the human form, and an important reason why these panda serums have not been popularized is that the infected body will produce a terrible sequelae after using panda serum.

They call it the slave form, which is both dependent on the panda people, and their consciousness is further strengthened on the basis of the previous one.

However, if a living person swallows the blood of a pandaren, it becomes an infected body, and it cannot be reversed when the other party consumes the blood of the pandaren again.

So here, Zhang Zu instantly got two infection formulas in his mind.

A living person received his blood = an infected person. Again by his blood, it fails.

Infected subject received his blood = another creature in human form.

When the left-eared girl's tongue was one meter long and exploded a snow-white chrysanthemum, Zhang Zu put away the little devil in his heart.

It seemed that the sequelae were not only that, so he instantly remembered that Zhang Mo also had a long tongue in the hospital auditorium before.

From that moment on, he felt that things had become confusing, there must be a connection between Zhang Mo and the left-eared girl in front of him, the difference between them was a long white tongue and a red one.

But in any case, what we can conclude is that there is a necessary connection between them.

Without much hesitation, Zhang Zu also turned the girl who was missing a piece of flesh from her neck back to her human form.

"In the future, you will forget your original name, your name is Left Ear, and you have a crooked neck."

"Good master." The girl in the left ear smiled and stuck out her tongue to rub against his trouser legs, and Zhang Zu hurriedly warned the poor child to withdraw his mouth.

The crooked neck girl on the side seems to be a little unhappy, obviously, the title of crooked neck is really, the other party still retains the consciousness and memory of life, although the neurons and physiological structure have changed, but after all, the joys, sorrows and sorrows of human beings are retained.

"Master, can you tell me to reminisce?" The crooked-necked girl knelt on the ground reverently, her tone was full of humility, and the unknown Zhang Zu hurriedly helped her up.

Repeatedly comforted the other party that they didn't have to kneel at every turn, and the name didn't matter what it was.

As for the name of this literary point.

Recall?

Don't mind.

"Come, Remembrance, let me try your power!"

"Okay."

Reminiscence, crooked his neck, his tongue popped out of his mouth and hit the wall, and in the silence, a small hole ten centimeters deep entered Zhang Zu's line of sight.

This penetrating power is enough to penetrate the human body.

But it's not enough!

Zhang Zu remembered the mysterious man he saw in the bedroom that day who resurrected the third and fourth children.

It is precisely because he knows the horror of the other party that Zhang Zu feels powerless these days, and at the same time, he is also afraid that he will really retreat because of the nuclear explosion.

After all, after the flame on his head fell, he thought of his parents in the distance, his little brother and sister.

How are they doing, and are they still in heaven beyond this catastrophe?

And the birth of the left ear and remembrance, Zhang Zu was excited, but also full of worries about his own situation, what did Li Kongling hide from himself?

Strength!

He let go of the hand that was holding the wound and led a group of younger brothers towards the direction of the sea of fire, where he was going to form his army.

In the center of Qamdo, where the boat is like a night and far away from the scourge, in addition to the scattered pedestrians who have not yet left, a large number of infected people roam the streets, and those who are still leaving gradually regret not seizing the opportunity.

Three kilometers away from the city hospital, the old town bridge area of Changduqiao is brightly lit, and people belonging to the lower classes of the city are making their last resistance here.

The night market here is bright, the white night vegetable market is clustered, and the dark night has turned into a chic place for eating wine and barbecue.

The riots in the city a few days ago did not deter these people who live at the bottom of the city.

What really scared them off was a city that had lost its order.

Some left in tears, while others laughed at the right time.

When a young man smashes an ATM, withdraws the money inside, and walks away without the police showing up, people begin to unleash the demons in their hearts.

Those things that were once unobtainable, and could only be seen, all wanted to start touching.

A large number of people who coveted opportunities remained in place.

Make it even more lively.

Comrade Liu Jinya, who has lived here for 13 years, is one of them.

He was a soldier in his early years, he was full of courage, after being discharged from the army, he became addicted to gambling, and after playing his retirement in three or two times, Liu Jinya made up for the east window and became a famous old man in Laochengqiao Street, but he relied on the stable rent collection of his parents' old house, married a docile daughter-in-law and gave birth to a tiger baby.

After giving birth to a baby, this hiss has converged a little, but it is still so mixed.

After the Qamdo riots, he asked his relatives to leave with his wife and children first, and he stayed to see the situation.

The so-called look at the situation is to see what is profitable.

It's hard to see, and there are opportunities everywhere.

In his small room full of wine bottles, Liu Jinya poured a bottle of beer to strengthen his courage and got up and went into the storage room.

Hammers, wrenches. Glove.....

Everything that can be used to pick locks is put into the toolbox and the lid is closed.

"Which store to go to first?" Because there were so many places to choose from, he struggled.

Bang!!

Two thunderbolts exploded in Qamdo.

A drop of rain the size of a bean began to fall.

The rain fell suddenly, and the sky was clear and the night was windy.

This greatly dampened Liu Jinya's enthusiasm.

He carried a toolbox and carried an umbrella from the shoe cabinet and pulled the door open.

The wind outside the door was so fierce that he couldn't open his eyes.

He hurriedly closed the door. There were two more shadows in the neighborhood on a dark and rainy night.

Maybe it's dazzling, it's coming towards his house.

He jerked away.

Nothing.

Closed.

But I can't get it right. Looking down, a rotting palm was stuck in the door.