The Storm of the Exhibition (3)
"It's been a long time, Uncle Sun. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Hong Qianchen's tone of voice was gentle, coupled with his elegant temperament, he looked like a scholar.
Sun Shangyu looked at the bottles and cans behind Hong Qianchen with a complicated expression, and said, "You still like to do these dangerous experiments so much. ”
"I remember my father told me......" Hong Qianchen walked slowly towards Yang Yin and Sun Shangyu from the other end of the room, "As a member of the famous school, my mission is to engage in these experiments that normal people dare not do, to study ways to deal with zombies, and then to fight back against zombies." He flattened one of his arms and gestured "please" to the utensils behind him.
Sun Shangyu's eyes sank, and he said, "Then ask yourself, have you done it?" ”
"I think ......," Mr. Hong said, lowering his arm. I did it. I want to use my talents to the fullest, and I want my mind to live forever in this world. ”
"So you chose to be a zombie?" Yang Yin asked puzzled.
Hong Qianchen shifted his gaze to Yang Yin, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said, "I know you, Yang Yin, a zombie hunter with zombie blood, a very talented person. I think you should make the same choice as me, and you have an innate advantage over me, and you already have zombie blood in your body. ”
This sentence Yang Yin always felt very familiar, and Hua Rong's figure suddenly flashed through Yang Yin's mind. "Are you the owner of Huarong?" Yang Yin blurted out and asked.
"Flowers? That pug? I don't want to be a pug like Hua Rong and Yunzhu, my minion should be as talented as me. Hong Qianchen said contemptuously.
"So, did you take Yani with you?" Sun Shangyu said angrily. Anyone can see that Sun Shangyu's mood is extremely bad now.
"Oh......" Hong Qianchen deliberately lengthened his tone, he laughed and said, "I almost forgot, Yani is Uncle Sun's daughter, look at my memory, I have almost forgotten everything when I was a zombie for too long as a human." ”
"What did you do to Yani?" Sun Shangyu said anxiously.
Hong Qianchen laughed, he said, "What can I do with Yani?" Uncle Sun, I really love Yani, I have always been since I was a child, you should have seen it. ”
"So, she ......" Sun Shangyu's voice looked a little old at this time, "is it okay?" ”
"It's great for Yanie to express her talents to the fullest. Or do you want to ask, did she turn into a zombie? ”
When Hong Qianchen said the last sentence, Yang Yin felt that Sun Shangyu's breathing beside him was obviously short, probably because he was nervous.
Hong Qianchen waved his arms exaggeratedly and said, "She didn't become a zombie!" Are you satisfied? Seeing that Yang Yin and Sun Shangyu were both relieved, Hong Qianchen sneered, "Don't let her become a zombie, because she is more useful if she keeps humans." ”
Sun Shangyu, who learned that his eldest daughter was safe and sound, became anxious when he heard Hong Qianchen's words. "What's your plot? Where did you get those people just now? ”
"Go where they need to go, anyway, people live in the end to become an empty tomb, what is the difference between dying early and dying late? In other words, I have always felt that only death is the fairest for everyone, even if it is a zombie, there are times when they die, and that appearance is even more pitiful than that of humans, and it does not exist when it turns into a wisp of black smoke, a group of poor insects. ”
"And you're one of those wretched creatures now." Yang Yin said teasingly on the side.
"Hehehe......" Hong Qianchen showed a sly smile, "Anyway, I will live longer than ordinary humans, and when Uncle Sun, Yashan, and even Yashan's children and descendants are ancient, I may still be able to live in this world, enjoy the endless happiness that life brings me and the beauty of those bloody experiments, what a happy life, Uncle Sun, you can't enjoy it, because you are a pathetic human ......"
Yang Yin interrupted Hong Qianchen's words and said, "It's very likely that you will be killed by the Zombie Hunter before this. ”
"I don't think I will, Yang Yin, there is one thing that even if you are a zombie, it doesn't mean that you know." Hong Qianchen suddenly stopped smiling, but that face looked a little too gloomy. "Because our ancestors are about to be resurrected!"
He let out a loud roar when he said this, and suddenly jumped into one of the two rectangular boxes, the lids of which quickly closed. Yang Yin rushed up and slapped the lid of the box without moving, and it was useless to push the lid again, and both boxes were firmly sealed.
"What is this?" Yang Yin said loudly to Sun Shangyu.
"There may be some organs, and since he is so capable, it will be a piece of cake for him to make something simple like this." As Sun Shangyu spoke, his eyes locked tightly on one of the rectangular boxes, wishing that the fire would burn it all.
Yang Yin kicked the box violently, and the heavy feeling of sadness seemed to have a substance, and it reached Yang Yin's senses from the bottom of the box through the way of breath, which should be the ghosts of those who were brought into this room to die.
"Why is he going to do it with these people?" Yang Yin said angrily.
"Perhaps, he thinks that watching the appearance of rich and powerful people begging for him makes him more happy, and he feels that it is not interesting to play tricks on ordinary people." After pausing for a while, Sun Shangyu seemed to think of something, "There must be something wrong with the curator of this pavilion, and it must be investigated thoroughly." ”
"If it's just zombies, forget it, now even humans are fighting each other to betray their compatriots, then how can zombies be killed?" Yang Yin felt incredible.
"I know you can't do anything about not being able to save people, but we can only take it slowly." Sun Shangyu patted Yang Yin's shoulder soothingly, and then said, "Do you think there are very few people in this world who want to live forever?" ”
"You're saying that the curator might sell his clients in order to become zombies?" Yang Yin felt like he had heard a big joke.
Sun Shangyu was noncommittal.
But Yang Yin thought of the more troublesome thing that Hong Qianchen had just mentioned. "Then what happened to the resurrection of the zombie ancestors he just said? Do you know, President? ”
"I probably know a little bit. Speaking of which......" Sun Shangyu's words changed, "There are some precious materials in the small room behind my office that are related to this, I see that you are young and promising, maybe we can go there and discuss it together." ”
Although he was hit by Hong Qianchen just now, Sun Shangyu's words at this moment made Yang Yin's eyes light up, this was really an excellent opportunity to enter the president's office to check the information, and he had almost no effort.
"I'd love to serve you and the association." Yang Yin said calmly, changing the gloomy expression just now. I seem to be exaggerating a little, is this a lie? Yang Yin didn't know, but at least he hadn't exceeded his bottom line. He thought of the eyes of Song Xuan, Yu Bing and Xie Feili and his wife trusting him, as long as it was not against morality, even if he did a little too much, he should be forgiven.