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But with the sudden turn of the passerby.

"It stinks!"

He covered his nose and took a few steps back.

A disgusting smell greeted me, like a drunk who had drunk too much and vomited, and like the silt in the sewer.

"Did you drink too much?"

The passer-by's eyes were a little short-sighted, looking at the drunkard man with his head bowed in front of him, like a tattered drunk in the dark, and there was less anger in his words, after all, people who drink too much think differently from ordinary people.

Besides, he has a rich life and a solid family, and he can't meet the same knowledge as a drunkard and crazy person.

But the anger can't be vented, but it's really angry.

"I'm out of luck."

The passer-by shook his head helplessly, and when he saw that there were several drinking friends not far behind him, he raised his steps and was about to stay away from the group of drunks.

After all, there are many people on the other side, he can't afford to provoke him, and he can still hide.

But the drunk man in front of him didn't agree.

Under the smell of the food in front of him, under the instinctive desire, his body tilted, and he knocked down the passers-by who were about to leave the place.

"What do you want to do?"

In a panic, after the passer-by fell to the ground and leaned up, he subconsciously stretched out his feet and kicked it, soft, as if he had kicked off something.

"I'm wearing leather shoes, so I'm not going to kick off a piece of his flesh, right?"

The drunk man didn't speak, he just hugged his other leg.

"Don't lie to me."

Passers-by shuddered in their hearts when they remembered scum things like touching porcelain on TV.

So the light of the mobile phone in his hand no longer shone on the big pit, but on the drunk man lying on him, wanting to see his injuries.

Look at it, blood, black blood.

The trouser leg was already covered with minced meat.

A dry head, a black hole with holey eye sockets.

The fear in his heart, no matter how short-sighted he is, he can see it clearly when he looks at it in front of him!

"What is this?!"

Horror, the feeling of numbness on the scalp, where has he ever seen such a thing?

It's like waking up and finding a rat with rotting maggots next to the pillow, which is disgusting and terrifying.

"Die! You give me death! ”

Roar, for the horror of the unknown.

Unconsciously, passers-by kept kicking the zombie head holding his other leg with the heel of his leather shoes like crazy.

Boom―

Whisper.

After passers-by kicked him a few times, the zombie's head was like a balloon of water that exploded, and sticky blood spilled his whole body.

"Die!"

Panicked, frightened, he kept kicking on the corpse.

But with the blood of the drunkard under him, splashed into his roaring mouth.

The taste, some rancid, and some fishy sweet.

"I killed someone.."

Passers-by instantly sobered up, like a basin of cold water poured down.

In a society governed by the rule of law, murder is a matter of life!

Even if it looks like a monster, there is no guarantee that it is a patient with a lesion who comes to see a doctor from abroad.

"I also drank his blood.."

Retching, after he hurriedly got up, he felt sick like a maggot eating raw, but no matter how much he tried to vomit, the blood still flowed down his esophagus and towards his stomach pouch.

And under the influence of his strange movements, mad roar, the crowd a few meters apart also stopped arguing and turned to look this way.

"Was there a fight?" People who are far away.

"The black light is blind, who knows what's going on." Someone held a mobile phone light and shone it on the lying zombie.

"Murdered!" A young girl screams when she sees the headless corpse in front of her.

"Dead man.." The merchant was stunned, and the dead person at the door of the store was an obscure thing.

"I didn't kill him... I didn't kill him.." The passer-by looked sluggish, stopped retching, and half-lay on the ground.

"Hurry up and call the police, we can't let the murderer escape!" The people in the big pit, although they don't know what the situation is, can also guess a thing or two when they hear the people above arguing.

"Yes, the friends behind him are surrounding him, and he can't let him run!"

The construction workers took out their searchlights, turned them on, and shone them on the zombies that were slowly walking towards them.

Before, the dead zombie, its black blood merged with the night, but it covered up the carrion on its body.

And in a peaceful society, where have they seen this?

People die greatly, and the details have long been ignored by them.

But now when the workers take such a photo, for a moment, the surrounding crowd is silent.

"Hell!"

The sound of fear, the middle-aged man riding the tram, did not continue to look at the excitement, and ran away with the handle.

But his shout brought the others back to their senses.

"This is the unjust ghost on the operating table!" The merchant seems to know something.

And the body of the zombie is also imaged.

"Run!"

With the shouting of a man.

Stamped, the crowd turned around, spread their footsteps and ran.

But after running more than ten meters, except for passers-by who kept running into the distance, everyone else gradually stopped.

"These goblins are walking so slowly." One person turned around and saw that the things were still moving slowly, and then stopped to look.

After all, there had never been a zombie in this world, and they weren't sure what it was.

And the zombies that have just arrived, all physical skills are too low, so the movement is like walking against the ground, too slow.

It's just that one is that they haven't eaten for a long time, and the other is that ordinary zombies who are slightly stronger have become food for other high-level zombies.

The stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker, and even the reaction ability is much worse, and the food that reaches the mouth can't eat the mouth, so passers-by can easily kill one.

It can be seen that the zombies that have only appeared now, as long as ordinary people do not panic, they will be easily wiped out by them.

"Why don't we go back and make sure?"

This is the merchant who opened his mouth, not to mention his wife and children, but his shop is still there, and he has to go back anyway.

"I forgot my phone there too.." The girl looked at the people around her, wanting them to help her get it back.

"I don't dare go." Someone shook their heads and walked away.

"Don't talk about your phone, we have to rescue our friends from the pit?" As he spoke, the worker lowered the rope that was straddling his shoulder, took a batch of ash knives, and turned back with courage.

And the people in the big pit also heard everyone's exclamation and fear at that time, but before he showed off his skills to the onlookers, it was neat and sharp, but as everyone fled and was frightened, the unknown fear in his heart was too difficult to go up now.

His hands and feet were weak, and now through the light of his mobile phone, he could see the terrifying head that was lying on the edge of the pit.

"Who can save me?"

Crying, although a little broken, he was still looking for everything he could defend, after all, he didn't want to die.

Digging through the ruins, half of the steel bars in the big pit were held in his hands,

"I'm going to kill you!"

He yelled, and was about to throw at the zombies that were about to come down.

Bang—

A little dust was scattered in the pit, and a stone was embedded in the concrete foundation behind him.

The zombie above his head, half of his body has exploded.

"I see.." He turned around suddenly, cold sweat flowed out, and the stones were like bullets, deeply embedded in the cement slab.

He couldn't help but think of the origin of the big pit... Half-melted fire hydrant:

..

"While the highway is not congested now, we will go back to the original city."

After Chen Peng kicked out a stone, he said to Li Shao, who was in a much better mood beside him: "In the original city, you don't have to worry about your family's affairs."

The alien descendants in the original city no longer need to hide their identities and have begun the journey of hunting and evolution.

But low-level zombies, although ordinary people can kill them, but Chen Peng passed through the perspective of the original city descendant and found an energy organism belonging to zombies in a water tower.

The system refers to the advent of zombies everywhere, water sources, grain depots, residents' homes, entertainment venues...

"The airport should have been paralyzed.." Chen Peng stepped on a broken foot, and half of the zombies who were crawling hard for food.

"Boss Chen, then my parents.." The cousin regained his spirit a little, and then ran out of the car and caught up with the mysterious and powerful Boss Chen.

But the rotten meat everywhere made him retch.

"Just leave it to him." After Chen Peng came to the zombie at the big pit, he glanced at the worshipping and fearful young man in the big pit.

"Now that loyalty has evolved again, there is no need for me to assimilate the offspring myself."

Loyalty: Can infect creatures that are less powerful than the Alien Ancestors, causing them to assimilate into Alien Descendants.

And when Chen Peng's hand touched lightly, it was stained with the blood of the zombies under him.

The infection of zombies spreads through blood injuries.

Countless pieces of genetic information circulated in his mind.

For example, loyalty skills are matched to a perfect gene chain.

"Perfect Loyalty: Alien Ancestors and their descendants can assimilate any creature below their own energy level through blood, injuries, and any living being, including zombie species, and after their infection, their new Alien Descendants, their wisdom and thoughts are the same as before, there is no difference."