A tingling sensation came, waking Chen Mo up from his slumber.

Chen Mo opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eye was the face of a little girl about 7 or 8 years old, which made him stunned for a moment, and he felt a sense of dazedness that he didn't know where he was.

The little girl didn't seem to expect Chen Mo to wake up, a look of panic appeared on her dirty little face, she ran away with a smoke, and got into the arms of a woman, only showing half of her face to look at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo rubbed the back of his head that was a little sore, got up from the ground, and looked around.

This is an extremely spacious hall, it looks like the reception hall of the hotel, the area is not small, the head is the gorgeous lamp of the ceiling, the decoration is also good, there is a feeling of splendor, there are hundreds of people sitting or lying in the hall, although there are many people but there is not too much noise, most people have a numb and sluggish look on their faces, and occasionally cast Chen Mo's eyes, but only a glance, no one has much interest in him.

Outside the glass door of the hall, there were shadowy zombies wandering, these zombies didn't seem to care much about the living people through the glass door, dragging heavy steps and swaying in a small area.

The scene he saw in his eyes made Chen Mo's mind a little confused, what is the situation?

Chen Mo got up from the ground, checked his body, and found that there were no other injuries except for a faint pain in the back of his head, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The short dagger pinned to his back waist was still there, which made Chen Mo a little puzzled, why was this dagger not searched?

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Mo walked towards the nearest human, that is, the location of the little girl's mother.

Looking at Chen Mo who was walking over, the little girl who was shrunk in the woman's arms was obviously a little timid, and arched into the woman's arms with a little uneasiness.

Contrary to the little girl's uneasiness, the woman didn't pay any special attention to Chen Mo's arrival, she didn't even raise her head, she lowered her head in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

The woman's ignorance made Chen Mo, who walked beside her, a little overwhelmed, and just as he hesitated to say something, a faint rancid smell entered his nostrils.

Chen Mo was a little puzzled, his nose sniffed hard, and when he found that the rancid smell came from the woman's body, his face changed, he squatted down, hooked his hand on the woman's chin, and lifted her head.

The woman is not ugly, her facial features are extremely delicate, and she is around 27,8 years old, but this beautiful cheek has lost its luster at the moment, the skin on her cheeks is extremely white, and a pair of beautiful eyes are closed, Chen Mo probed the woman's snort, and did not feel anything, obviously the woman is dead.

Looking at the little girl who was still holding on to the woman's collar, Chen Mo was inexplicably a little sad.

From the woman's tattered clothes and the half-congealed bloodstains between her legs, he vaguely guessed something, and judging by the degree of coagulation of the bloodstains, the woman should have been dead for several hours.

Most of the people around him were in a daze, and no one looked at this side more, which made Chen Mo inexplicably a little angry, and at the same time a little sad, and now he probably guessed what this place was.

Live food captive factory, where zombies are used to keep humans in captivity.

It's just that I don't know why Wang Yong did it to himself, it's still a mystery.

Chen Mo didn't know Wang Yong's true identity, otherwise he wouldn't be so confused.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Mo looked at the little girl and slowed down his tone as much as possible.

"Well, what's your name?"

The little girl pursed her lips tightly and didn't say anything, which made Chen Mo sigh, stood up from the ground, and shouted around.

"Hey, there's dead here!"

Chen Mo's voice was not loud, but it was a little abrupt in this silent atmosphere, and the people around him all looked at him, but they immediately looked away.

The appearance of everyone ignoring it made Chen Mo's brows furrow, and when he was about to say something more, a faint voice came from not far away.

"Stop shouting, it's normal to have a dead person, what's all the fuss!"

Chen Mo looked at him in amazement and found that it was a thin-faced man, about 30 years old, who was looking at him with a sarcastic face.

Chen Mo was overjoyed, finally someone was willing to speak, and he walked quickly towards the man.

"Hello, my name is Chen Mo, what do you call you?"

Hearing Chen Mo's words, the man glanced at him, and the sneer on his face was even worse.

"Does the name matter? Everyone here is just waiting for death, the only difference is only a matter of dying early and dying late! ”

The man obviously didn't have anything to chat with, and he just said it casually before, but Chen Mo didn't give up and asked again.

"What is this, what is it?"

The man was a little impatient.

"Don't bother me, okay?"

Looking at the man's face full of impatience and a bit of mockery, an inexplicable anger mixed with killing intent rose from Chen Mo's heart, Wang Yong's betrayal, his worries about Xu Dong and Qiu Xian, and the depressed and desperate atmosphere in this hall, under the ignition of the man's words, finally burst out irrepressibly, Chen Mo didn't say anything more, but his hand was stretched out to his waist.

A short dagger appeared in Chen Mo's hand, and the heavy feeling made a smile float on his face, indescribably calm and not bad.

After weighing the short dagger, Chen Mo looked at the man, his eyes were cold and scary.

"I think we can have a good talk!"

Looking at Chen Mo with murderous intent, the man did not panic, but a touch of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think I'm going to be afraid of death in this state of existence?"

Chen Mo shook his head.

"Although I don't want to do this, but in view of your bad attitude, I feel it is necessary to make it clear to you in advance that death is not terrible!"

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A quarter of an hour later, the man lay on the ground dying, breathing, and most of the flesh and blood on his left arm disappeared, turning into fragments and scattered on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air.

The man overestimated his ability to bear it, and also underestimated Chen Mo's metamorphosis index.

Chen Mo got the information he wanted from the man's mouth.

The man clutched his arms and gritted his teeth, looking at Chen Mo's eyes full of resentment.

A sneer appeared on Chen Mo's face, and he leaned over, and the short dagger slashed through the man's throat.

"Since you think it's boring to live, I'll give you a ride, don't thank me!"

Blood came out of the man's throat, and the man covered it with his hands in vain, but found that he couldn't stop the bleeding, and wanted to scream, but all he made was a "hissing" sound like a windmill.

From beginning to end, the people around him were all cold bystanders, and none of them were angry.

Chen Mo found that he was less and less like himself, was it because he had stayed with Xu Dong for a long time? There was no hesitation in killing people, Chen Mo was not sure.

But he knew one thing, he seemed to faintly enjoy the man's eyes that were struggling and unwilling to despair before he died, and the inexplicable pleasure full of evil tastes made him a little vigilant, but also a little intoxicated.

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In a presidential suite on the upper floor of the hotel, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and two tentacle-like tentacles extending from his eyebrows is silently looking at the monitor in front of him.

What was playing on the screen was the picture of Chen Mo's murder.

Looking at Chen Mo on the screen, Wang Yong's expression was a little complicated, Zhao Wan still didn't forgive himself in the end, but he promised that as long as he could save Chen Mo's life, he promised to continue to stay by his side, this proposal made Wang Yong have a little more vague hostility towards Chen Mo, but in the face of his most beloved woman's request, he couldn't bear to refuse, he, afraid of losing Zhao Wan, although Zhao Wan seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, an invisible wall had been erected between him and Zhao Wan.

Just as Wang Yong was thinking nonsense, the middle-aged man spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

"Ruthless, decisive, unscrupulous for the sake of the result, no wonder you proposed to me to protect him, or if you leave such a variable in the live food, it will make our management more convenient!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man agreed to his request, Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief and was vaguely disappointed.