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On a thin display, the handwriting was revealed.

The commander frowned, carefully looking at the contents of the document.

"Red file, you guys are so slow?! How to do things, a full three days lag. He shouted angrily.

"Report to the chief, this is from the team in charge of reconnaissance today, and along with the second document, the teleporter has lost contact three days ago, so we don't know about the delivery of this document." The guard said that he was also helpless, he was just a delivery person, so why was he angry at him.

"Second document?" The commander wondered, there is obviously a total of one document in this.

"The second document is oral, all the communication systems have collapsed, and large electronic devices have been interfered with by unknown bands, so it can only be communicated verbally."

The commander resisted the feeling of wanting to get angry. "Okay, you say."

"It's just that the cool-open water storage base was blown up, and the water leaked very clean." When the guard said this, he didn't dare to move, and he stood stiff.

"Can you talk like you're squeezing toothpaste?" The commander, who was originally a rough man, finally kicked out, almost not kicking people in the head, "If you don't come in and talk about such an important matter, you can still talk about the first and second documents, roll." ”

"Wait." The guard just wanted to slip away, but was left behind by this hot-tempered commander, "You go to Jing Lu and ask him to take Noki's people to reinforcements, I don't care about others, Song Jie must bring me out alive." ”

As for Nangong Mu Ze, although he didn't mention it, it was already obvious to the person he was looking for to lead the team that he had the intention of bringing back his capable subordinates, after all, the eccentric eye can't be too obvious, Song Jie is not from their military, and if the object of protection is him, at least he will not be criticized.

The guard gave a military salute and ordered to go out.

And just when the commander said that he would send someone to reinforce him, the figure who had been sleeping quietly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, but when a group of old men were discussing how cheating Shi Jun was, naturally no one had the time to notice this.

After the old commander gave the order and turned around, the woman's wide open eyes had changed from chaos to clarity, she had half sat up, turned her head to look around, and then raised her hands to look at her body carefully, "I'm alive again." He muttered to himself, his face hard to hide his excitement. He didn't know when he was a little more red at the center of his eyebrows.

But if it's not very close, the red dot is just a small red dot, but if you look closely, you will find that it is a dead word.

That's right, he was the ghost who lived in Liang Jun's body before. But staying in Liang Jun's body all the time is not his best choice, after all, in Liang Jun's body, there is an existence that is much more terrifying than him.

When he was in City A, he and Zhao Yisheng didn't really cooperate in the sense, but Zhao Yisheng consciously helped him control the ghosts, and he didn't interfere with their group, but Liang Jun was provoked by him to participate in Zhao Yisheng's action against Liang Kai this time. Then, he fell in love with Zhao Yisheng's collection.

This body.

Perfectly fused with his own ghost power, even if he changed his personality, he felt more powerful than ever, and Pengbai was sprung up in his body in a life that he had never felt when he was a real human.

"Killing is the first gift of rebirth I gave to this world." He curled the corners of his lips and pulled out a bloodthirsty smile, but in his current body, it was beautiful and thrilling.

The old commander was a little stunned when he saw this woman for the first time, this woman was really beautiful, especially after she opened her eyes, her lifeless porcelain doll-like body glowed with brilliance that people couldn't bear to look at directly, with his concentration, he couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

For a ghostly thing. A moment was enough for him to do a lot of things.

But as soon as his ghost qi was released, and the whole person changed from delicate to gloomy, he felt that inside his body, a positive yang qi that was completely opposite to his ghost qi appeared, and it strongly suppressed the ghost power he released.

How so!

This woman is clearly an attributeless Wanna physique, how can she have the power of positive yang. His face suddenly became ugly, and he took out a capsule that Zhao Yisheng had given him from his mouth, pinched it with his hands, and the faint red liquid quickly evaporated in the air and turned into a wisp of smoke.

Everything just happened in an instant, and before everyone could react, he was already in the dark.

Using his fastest degree, not to kill, but to escape, he really wanted to laugh, but no matter where he moved now, it was the result of pain all over his body. Just now, the ghost qi spread all over his body, so his whole body was in pain at the moment.

Leaning against a wall, he gasped violently, gritting his teeth with hatred, "Zhao Yisheng, am I being calculated by you." ”

This actually has nothing to do with Zhao Yisheng, why does this strange woman have the power of Zhengyang, I'm afraid no one can answer, I can only say that fate is so wonderful.

When this woman was found, she was in the hospital bed, she was beautiful enough, various indicators, and the most perfect physique, so he became Zhao Yisheng's most perfect collection.

As for why after he woke up, the power of Zhengyang appeared in his body, I'm afraid no one can explain it.

However, his purpose has also been achieved, that thing is the original solution of the alpha virus, or the enhanced version improved by Zhao Yisheng, and there is no effect of activating the blood of the gods at all, thinking about it, it is still relatively close to the zombie virus.

Thinking about it like this, he was a little worried, his current body wouldn't be infected, even if he used the fastest degree, he still couldn't stand the fact that his current body was an ordinary person.

Forget it, let's go back to Zhao Yisheng first and let him see what's going on.

Anyway, if he really loses his body, it won't be a particularly unbearable thing for him. He's a ghost, after all. He can still live without a body, and the contract he signed with Liang Jun is enough for him to go back as quickly as possible.

But now, dragging this body, the ghost power can't function, he can only walk back slowly, he can't go back without knowing the direction, he can only endure the pain that makes his brain almost explode, and the operating power senses the direction slightly. Then quickly retract and walk in that direction.

There doesn't seem to be much better way than that.

It's not good to be alive at all......

At least for him.

"Where are we going next?" Song Jie turned his head to look at Hou Zhichang who was sitting next to him. I don't know if it's because after doing such a big thing together just now, Song Jie has established an inexplicable sense of trust in the person in front of him, in short, now, his resistance to Hou Zhichang is not so obvious.

"We're going to do big things." Hou Zhichang's expression flashed with inexplicable excitement, but in an instant, his expression became a little unhappy, and his brows furrowed.

Looking around left and right, he didn't shy away too much, he took out a small bottle directly from his pocket, unscrewed it and poured it into his mouth.

A bloody aura instantly filled this small space.

Hou Zhichang is drinking blood.

The smell of blood aroused Song Jie, and he was also a little restless. "Would you like to have some too?" Hou Zhichang handed Song Jie another bottle.

Song Jie looked at the bottle in front of him and was stunned for a moment, Hou Zhichang didn't know that he didn't drink blood. It was a surprise. So Song Jie took the bottle and put it in his arms silently, "I don't need it now, thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Hou Zhichang withdrew his hand, "We blew up the water storage station, how much can disrupt Zhao Yisheng's plan, I only know that he should have made second-hand preparations for the military, but I don't know exactly what it is, now I can only pray for them." ”

Song Jie blinked and listened quietly.

"Now Zhao Yisheng's most powerful assistant is not me, but someone else, half a year ago, he found Zhao Yisheng's hiding place in Liangkai, and reached a cooperation, however, he has been wearing a mask, I don't know who he is." Hou Zhichang was silent for a moment, and then said such a sentence.

"You seem to have a lot of opponents, as far as Zheng Siyu and Shi Jun in your game are concerned, I don't know the attitude of the Zheng family yet, but that teacher has completely betrayed your school."

"What?!" Song Jie was shocked.

Hou Zhichang pressed his finger to his lips, stretched out his tongue and hooked it, his expression was somewhat cunning, "That's right, he has been living in the school these days, and now, it is likely that he has led the students to launch some action." ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?!" Song Jie was furious.

"As I said, can you change anything when you go back to school, or do you think your influence can overshadow the dean of the first college, the vice chancellor emeritus?" Hou Zhichang glanced at Song Jie with some disdain. He reached out and pulled his hair back from front to back, and put his hand on his forehead. "Now, there is only one best way, you and I will kill Zhao Yisheng as soon as possible."

"As quickly as you kill, things can end." Hou Zhichang's final summary sentence woke Song Jie up suddenly.

"In that case, why did you bring me to the water station first?" Song Jie frowned.

"I can't help it, who makes my collaborators seem to distrust me. I'm going to have to do something else first. Hou Zhichang showed a calculating smile that was not so strong.

It's easy for such a bookish boy to be believed.