The construction site where Zhou Xingxing works is not in a remote place, but in the heart of the city. By the time Zhou Xingxing came to the gate of the construction site, a cordon had been set up here, and many people who came to see the excitement surrounded the three layers inside and the three layers outside, and they were unwilling to leave no matter how much the police dissuaded them, and they all wanted to stretch their necks to see what was going on inside.

"Big brother, what's going on here!" Zhou Xingxing put the bicycle he picked up in the lawn inside, squeezed in like the crowd watching the excitement, and asked the people around him as if nothing happened.

"Who knows! However, I heard that there was a murder here last night, and a group of thugs rushed into the construction site, and I heard that dozens of people died! Talking to Zhou Xingxing was a courier with a parcel on his shoulder, and Zhou Xingxing looked down and saw that the newspapers inside were clearly visible.

"It's all gone, it's gone! Nothing to see! ”

More than a dozen policemen kept waving their hands at the crowd to maintain order at the scene. But they still underestimated the quality of the Chinese love to watch lively, although a dozen police officers shouted incessantly, and the crowd around them did not even have the slightest intention of leaving.

"Officer, don't worry about me, it's a zombie inside! You let me go, I still have a wife and children to support! ”

Zhou Xingxing wanted to squeeze towards the innermost when there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, a fat man was taken out of the car by two policemen, and then pushed and shoved towards the cordon, who else could it be if it wasn't the fat contractor.

A total of dozens of people died last night, and almost all the people who went to dig antiques on the construction site died, and now when he saw the foreman of this package, Zhou Xingxing, couldn't help but sigh that this person had a big life, and he knew that it was not possible for anyone to escape from the hands of zombies.

"Officer, it really has nothing to do with me, you can let me go!"

The fat foreman got closer to the cordon, the more sweat on his face became, and in the end, his legs were as soft as noodles, and he was forced to be carried inside by two policemen who were five big and three thick.

"Boss Chen, don't quibble, you don't know what dozens of people died on the construction site! Yesterday's call to the police came from your phone! ”

The policeman who was holding Fat Chen sneered, while Fat Chen was dancing with his hands in a hurry, his hands stretched out, and he grinned; "Officer, it's really a zombie!"

"Zombies! You've watched too many movies! ”

The two policemen involuntarily brought Chen Fatzi into the blockade, and they didn't believe what Fatman Chen said at all. Looking at the closed gate of the construction site, Zhou Xingxing also took a few steps back and jumped over the wall in a place where no one noticed.

There was a commotion at the construction site, dozens of police officers were constantly busy with something, and dozens of corpses were covered with white cloths in an open space at the construction site.

"Captain Jiang, the corpses are all here! I just read the information about this construction site, and in addition to a foreman surnamed Chen, there is only one casual worker surnamed Zhou who stayed last night and is not here! ”

In front of dozens of corpses covered with white cloth stood a man with a grim face, who nodded quietly after hearing the report of his subordinates, and his eyes were always on a corpse that had been lifted from the white cloth.

The corpse looked to be about twenty years old, and his eyes widened and told everyone that he was dead. The cold middle-aged man called Captain Jiang frowned secretly when he looked at the corpse, squatted on the ground, groped around the corpse with his hand with white plastic gloves for a while, and finally stopped on the person's neck.

"Captain, how did you say these people died!"

Seeing Captain Jiang groping for the corpse intently, a female police officer in practice followed Captain Jiang's side and asked in a whisper.

"Is it the same with everyone else?" Captain Jiang did not answer the female police officer's words, but turned his head to the other police officers and asked.

"Yes Captain, thirty-eight corpses, all like that!"

The officer who was asked saluted and replied in the affirmative, and Captain Jiang also nodded slightly.

"Captain, how the hell did they die! Died so strangely! ”

The female police officer saw that Captain Jiang did not speak and then entangled herself again, and Captain Jiang showed a little helplessness on his face, and looked up at the other police officers who were also full of curiosity.

"I suspect it's a premeditated, organized megacrime syndicate, look here!" Captain Jiang pushed the deceased's neck with his hand, revealing the two bloody wounds on the man's neck, and then explained; "I just observed their corpses, and I found that the real cause of their death may be that they died of excessive blood loss due to a ruptured neck, and dozens of people are all a way to die, which shows that the perpetrators have a strong sense of discipline and a ruthless style, and the murderers may be biased towards people from the military!"

Listening to Captain Jiang's words, many police officers nodded secretly, feeling that few people except in the army would use such a cruel technique, and dozens of people were all killed in this way, which showed that there may be more than one perpetrator, but a group with a clear division of labor.

"Captain, what did you say they were killed?"

A police officer in the crowd asked, and Captain Jiang thought for a while after hearing this, and then replied affirmatively; "It should be a special kind of Shuangling military thorn, and I suspect that this kind of military thorn has been carved into a bloodletting groove, otherwise it would not be possible to cause people to lose too much blood in a short period of time! I just used my brain to restore the picture of last night, in the picture there should be a group of people rushing into the construction site, they are holding this kind of Shuangling military thorn one by one, and they killed into the crowd before the workers reacted, and these people are ruthless after the vicious shot, every blow is on the neck, it is a group of masters! ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The police officers applauded warmly one by one, and Captain Jiang nodded with a smile on his face, indicating that he was the legendary winner in life at this moment.

"I don't go there, there are zombies, there are zombies there!"

The sudden screams were like the swan song of the ages, and Captain Jiang's smile froze on his face, and it turned into frost in one sentence.

"Who is it? Says who? Captain Jiang defended his territory like a wounded lion king, and then he saw that Chen Fatzi, who was being carried in by two police officers, was stretching his hands straight and making movements like zombies.

Dozens of police officers in the field were frightened by Chen Fatzi's words and retreated, in fact, they also felt in their hearts that these people looked like they had been bitten by zombies, but in this scientific era, this idea did not dare to be put forward in front of Captain Jiang, just like the emperor's new clothes.

"Captain Jiang, there's a new discovery, there's a coffin under the foundation over there!"

Just when Captain Jiang was about to be furious, a shout suddenly came from the side, Captain Jiang glared at Chen Fatzi viciously, and then said without looking back; "Take him aside, I'll have something to ask him in a moment!"

"Can't go, it's a zombie! It's a zombie! ”

After watching Captain Jiang's movements, Chen Fatci seemed to suddenly wake up, broke free from the two police officers who were holding him, and threw Captain Jiang to the ground.

", what are you doing!" Being pressed under Chen Fatzi's weight of more than 200 catties, the cold color on Captain Jiang's face disappeared and turned purple, and the other police officers also changed their faces after seeing Chen Fatzi's movements, and hurriedly took out their pistols.

"Don't move, don't move!"

The police surrounded Chen Fatzi in the middle, and looked at Chen Fatzi who dared to attack the police. And what no one knew was that taking advantage of the chaos of the police, Zhou Xingxing, who came in, walked towards the foundation of Building No. 3 alone.

The foundation was a few meters deep, and it looked so normal except for the noise of work.

No, it's not normal.

Under the foundation was littered with rubble and scattered tools, and Zhou Xingxing looked up to find that the coffin that had been placed in the southeast corner was gone, and instead appeared in the simple shed built in the foundation.

Who moved our coffin?

That's a problem!

Zhou Xingxing knew that it was impossible for the workers last night to place the coffin so well under the influence of interests, and today's police obviously had just discovered the storage of this coffin. Then there is only one person who can move the coffin, and that is the latest dry corpse.

The policeman on the ground and Chen Fatzi were pulling and pulling entangled, and Zhou Xingxing quickly followed a steel pipe under the foundation, and put his hand behind him as he walked towards the coffin.

One step, two steps, three steps. Slowly, the coffin became closer, and Zhou Xingxing also had an extra pig-killing knife in his hand.

Zhou Xingxing pressed his left hand on the coffin, raised the pig-killing knife in his right hand, and pushed it hard in his hand.

"Click!"

The hand was raised, the coffin was opened, and the pig-killing knife in Zhou Xingxing's hand slashed downward.

"Ahh

The blade that flashed with cold light stopped abruptly with the scream, Zhou Xingxing gasped rapidly, but someone's gasping sound was even more rapid than his.

"What are you doing! I want to kill someone! ”

Sitting in the coffin was a young man in a police uniform, who looked like he was about twenty years old, with his ID number plate on his chest, and was staring at Zhou Xingxing with wide eyes.

"Why are you here! Where's that thing! ”

Zhou Xingxing looked at this person's anxious face, looked in the coffin and saw how there was the appearance of the dry corpse last night.

"I'm scared to death!" The police officer lying in the coffin watched Zhou Xingxing put down the pig-killing knife and breathlessly said; "What are you doing! I think this coffin is beautiful, I just want to lie down and try to feel it! You don't need to fight and kill! ”

"Where's that thing?"

Zhou Xingxing looked left and right with a pig-killing knife, and the zombies around him were long gone, leaving only the police officer with a puzzled look

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Speak!"

"There were dozens of people last night, and now there are only two of us left. To this day, they still don't believe that there are zombies, but think that we have a problem! ”

Overhead, there was a somewhat dim chandelier, and a big fat man and a gray-haired middle-aged man in an iron prison were leaning against the wall, which were none other than Chen Fatzi and Zhou Xingxing, who were arrested as suspects.

"You speak! I've heard people say that zombies are very vindictive, and they go back to find the people who disturb their sleep, and they will only sleep again if they suck up the blood of these people! I'm not afraid, in fact, I've always been single, and my father and mother have long since died! ”

Chen Fatzi leaned against the wall and said weakly, but Zhou Xingxing was stunned when he heard his words.

"You said that thing might come to my house to find me!" Zhou Xingxing stared at Fat Chen and asked word by word.

"That's not necessarily, I'm not him, how do I know if he'll go to your house to see!" Fat Chen shrugged his shoulders, he was alone, he wouldn't care about this problem.

"Police, police! Come out! ”

Zhou Xingxing suddenly began to shout and kicked on the iron railing, looking at Zhou Xingxing's action, Chen Fat Man shrank aside in fright, thinking that Zhou Xingxing was crazy.

"What to quarrel with, what to quarrel with!"

A policeman from the detention center walked in with a curse, raised his hand and hit the iron railing with a baton.

"Say! Cat got your tongue! What do you want to do, itchy! ”

The police baton that walked in slammed on the railing, and he didn't notice that Zhou Xingxing was looking at the key on his waist at this time.

"Officer, didn't you ask me today! I actually have a secret that I haven't said! Zhou Xingxing beckoned to the police, and the policeman was very strange when he heard this, and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

"Click!"

Zhou Xingxing quickly struck out a hand knife and hit the policeman directly in the neck, and then grabbed the policeman's clothes and took out the key pinned to his waist.

"Isn't it! You can't even carry a bag of cement, and you'll knock people out in one go! ”

Chen Fatzi watched Zhou Xingxing's movements grow his mouth, while Zhou Xingxing opened the cell door and said in a deep voice; "Sometimes skill matters!"

"Where are you going!" Fat Chen looked at Zhou Xingxing who was walking out and quickly stood up, and Zhou Xingxing replied with two words.

"Go home!"

"Wait for me!"

Chen Fatzi hurriedly chased after him, he is not a fool, there must be an explanation for the dozens of people who died this time, and how can zombies report like this. So he, Chen Fatzi, am afraid that he is a scapegoat, and he will shed his skin if he doesn't die here.

Zhou Xingxing found his pig-killing knife outside the door, the sky outside was now dark, and tonight the clouds covered the moon, as if something was going to happen.

"Why don't you leave!"

Just after finding out of the police station, Chen Fatzi found that Zhou Xingxing stood still, and the pig-killing knife in his hand was also tightly clutched in his hand.

"He's coming!" Zhou Xingxing whispered, and Chen Fatzi just wanted to ask if it was a policeman, but he saw a general wearing armor walking on the opposite side.

"Who is he! Make a movie! ”

Chen Fatzi hid behind Zhou Xingxing and looked out, and found that the man in armor had a stern face, and he looked murderous, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Where's the sword!"

The man in the armor slowly opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and indistinct, and Fat Chen listened carefully for a long time before he understood what the man was saying.

"Who are you?" Fat Chen looked at the crazy person in front of him and couldn't figure out the current situation, while Zhou Xingxing answered his question.

"He's the dried corpse from last night, I remember the way he looked at me!" Zhou Xingxing held the pig-killing knife in his hand and did not move, feeling the wanton anger of the person opposite, and Zhou Xingxing even had sweat on his face.

"Give me my sword!" The armored man spoke again, and there was no room for rejection in his words.

"We didn't take your sword!" Zhou Xingxing shook his head, and then looked at Fat Chen behind him.

"I forgot to lose it when I was running, but I found out when I got home!" After feeling Zhou Xingxing's gaze, Chen Fatzi hurriedly explained, and the general opposite spoke again after listening to this explanation; "Take me to get it, you are the people of General Ben, and General Ben doesn't want to hurt you as a last resort!"

"Dare to ask the general's surname!" Listening to this armored man, Zhou Xingxing opened his mouth and asked.

After hearing Zhou Xingxing's words, the armored general paused slightly, and never said a word.

Chen Fatzi, who was trembling with fright, led the way in front, Zhou Xingxing, who didn't know what he was thinking, always carried a pig-killing knife in his hand, and finally a general with a clattering armor.

A few people walked all the way through the streets and alleys, and it was already ten in the morning, and there was not a single figure on the street except for the occasional speeding cars, which saved a lot of trouble.

Chen Fatzi lowered his head and led the way in front, and the three of them walked all the way through the old city, and finally stopped in front of a very well-built courtyard.

"General, here it is!" Fat Chen glanced at the armored general with some fear, but the armored general nodded slightly, and let Chen Fatzi go in and take out the sword by himself.

The armored general gently stroked the sword in his hand, and after a long time, he slowly spoke; "General Ben, General Zhao Guo, Zhao Kuo"

"Zhao Kuo! The one from the Battle of Changping! ”

After listening to Zhao Kuo's words, Fat Man Chen hurriedly asked, and Zhao Kuo on the other side nodded, making Fat Man Chen and Zhou Xingxing look at each other, revealing disbelief.

In ancient times, many allusions have been handed down, among which many people are familiar with the idiom of talking on paper.

It is said that during the Warring States Period, there was a person in Zhao who was very good at battlefield debates and military deductions on the sand table, and this person was Zhao Kuo, the son of Zhao Hao, a famous general of Zhao State. Zhao Kuo became famous as a young man, and the military deduction on the sand table was even inferior to his father Ma Fujun Zhao Hao, and he became famous all over the world at a young age. At this time, the Qin State divided the relationship between the general Lian Po and the King of Zhao, and the King of Zhao listened to the rumors that Zhao Guo had Zhao Kuo, and Lao Lian Po was useless, and planned to replace Lao Lian Po with Zhao Kuo to lead the soldiers and horses of Zhao State.

Zhao Kuo was very happy when he heard that King Zhao was going to use him as a general, and told his mother this. But Zhao Kuo's mother was not happy at all, but wrote a letter to King Zhao overnight, saying that Zhao Hao had said before he died that Zhao Kuo could not lead more than 10,000 troops, and if he exceeded 10,000, he would cause a big disaster.

In the end, King Zhao insisted on going his own way, but still accepted Zhao Kuo as a general and replaced Lao Lian Po. Unlike his father Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao did not take any of the rewards sent by the King of Zhao and distributed them all to the soldiers in the army, while Zhao Kuo brought all these gold, silver and jewelry back to his home and hid them in his room to enjoy them alone.

The original commander of the army was an old Lian Po who could fight well, and he was dissatisfied with the new Zhao Kuo and all the soldiers, and Zhao Kuowei stayed at home every day, only looking at the information sent by Tanma, and ignoring his own soldiers, which finally led to the most tragic Battle of Changping in history.

"You guys, good! But General Ben has one more thing to ask for! ”

"General, please!" The pig killing in Zhou Xingxing's hand raised slightly without leaving a trace, and Zhao Kuo's words also came here.

"Help General Ben sacrifice the sword!"