Looking at Huang Tian, who was already asleep, the corner of the man's mouth smeared a faint smile, leaned over Huang Tian on his shoulder, turned around and left along the foot of the garbage mountain.

After the man left, the sound of "clanging ......" sounded continuously, and it was a metal can bottle rolling down the garbage mountain, but there was no figure around.

The man carried Huang Tian to a remote wooden house, on which hung a large lock that was rusty, and through the gap in the wooden plank, he could see that it was dark inside.

The man looked around cautiously, and when he found nothing suspicious, he took out the key and opened the big lock, opened the wooden door, and flashed into the house with a 'squeak' sound, and then gently closed the door and locked it from the inside.

The man entered the house and groped for a while, then pulled a switch, revealing an opening on the ground, carrying Huang Tian with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, and went down to the opening.

A candle that was valuable at the gathering place was lit, and the orange fire illuminated the surroundings, a small basement.

Inside, a long table is stocked with various makeup tools and hospital surgical knives, and next to it is an operating table with a white cloth on it.

There are also a large number of complete human skeletons scattered in the corners of the surrounding walls, judging from these skeletons, there are men and women, men and women, young and old.

The man put Huang Tian on the operating table, tied it up and continued to use hypnotic methods to ask, "What is your name, where are you from, and what are you doing......

"My name is Huang Tian, I am from ......" Huang Tian at this time had no consciousness and said everything without reservation.

"How often does the NT-01 you mentioned usually come and where does it go?"

The man's eyes were full of shock, he didn't expect to get such amazing news if he caught someone at random and came back, if this zombie virus serum is really addictive, then it can be used to control the hundreds of thousands of people in the entire gathering place, if he has this serum......

The man's eyes became hot, and he originally just wanted to play with two people, and something called ambition arose in his heart.

......

Three days later.

The slums of the gathering place were in chaos, and men with knives and sticks rushed into the shacks, drove the groups of people out, and made them stand in the clearing, and the shacks were demolished and countless debris was thrown aside.

The commander is Zhao Pan, at this moment Zhao Pan's face is gloomy, his eyes are angry, and he roars loudly from time to time, completely losing the peace of the past, and one by one his subordinates were scolded by him to the point of blood, and he couldn't help but speed up the search.

"Find me, don't let go of any corner, even if you dig three feet into the ground......"

Zhao Pan naturally came for Huang Tian, it's been three days, Huang Tian has disappeared for three days, even if he wishes Huang Tian died early, he has to come out to look for it.

You must know that Huang Tian only gave him a week's worth of NT-01, and he was about to run out, and he wouldn't be able to live if he didn't provide this serum.

NT-01 is not only addictive, if you don't inject it on time, you will become a real walking corpse, a monster that only knows how to bite and eat people, which is equivalent to becoming the kind of zombie outside the gathering place.

When the shack was completely razed to the ground, Zhao Pan stood anxiously on the ruins, watching his subordinates carefully inspect every inch of the ground.

The poor people standing on the side watched with their eyes, many of them were shocked, some wanted to cry but did not dare, some of them had trembling feet, wanted to flee but could not take a step, behind them stood a group of armed men, staring at them without blinking, who dared to move, there was only a dead end.

There is a lot of stuff in the slums, some food and clothing that have been buried in the ground have been found, and decomposing corpses have also been dug up.

After checking it again, no body was found, Zhao Pan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, as long as he didn't see the corpse Huang Tian, it was possible that he was still alive, and then under Zhao Pan's instructions, they walked to the next shack, he swore in his heart that even if all the shacks were demolished, he would find Huang Tian, and he would see people in life and corpses in death.

The slum was very large, and Zhao Pan couldn't tear it down in a day, and as the sky gradually darkened, Zhao Pan finally couldn't help it, and he kicked it towards a subordinate who led a team to search.

The man was kicked on the ground and wailed, he didn't understand why the good leader did this to him, and a big foot stepped on his chest very hard, making him feel depressed, and he could only look at the leader with pleading eyes, hoping that the leader would have a trace of pity.

"Useless things, I haven't found them for a long time!"

Zhao Pan's big feet were slowly exerting force, and the man's tongue felt like he was about to spit it out, and the man seemed to understand that this was the anger in the leader's heart, but he was unlucky, and he just became the object of his venting.

The man struggled to his feet, holding the trouser legs of his big feet with both hands trying to pull them apart, the green muscles of his arms bulging, and he felt that his heart was beating so fast that he could no longer breathe.

Zhao Pan's strength was not very great, and under the man's strong desire to survive, his feet were actually lifted.

The man's actions aroused Zhao Pan's interest, and Zhao Pan allowed his feet to be lifted, and the gloom on his face was even more terrifying.

The man finally got a breath of fresh air, and before he could take a second breath, he felt a pain in his chest, like something was about to rush out of it.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, a blood sword rushed out from the heart of the man's chest, jumping up half a meter high, and the man seemed to have a sense of relief, feeling that he had finally let his blood rush out, making him feel relieved again.

The man looked at the sky in distraction, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

This is Zhao Pan's ability, and generally no one knows that he can control people's blood, and this is the first time he has used this ability in front of people.

No one knew that his ability had been strengthened after he was injected with the zombie virus serum, and within one meter, he could manipulate the blood of the people around him at will, and this ability was so powerful that it almost made him invincible.

The subordinates around them were even more frightened, even if they were already very tired, they did not dare to slack off, for fear that the leader would vent his anger on them.

"Look, why don't you go to the next place!" Zhao Pantie's face was blue, and when he heard Zhao Pan's order, his subordinates all cheered up and set off for the next shack area.

The newly arrived shack area is not as scattered and messy as it used to be, it looks much more orderly here, and the ground is much cleaner.

The most important thing is that the people here seem to be much more united, they don't hide in their homes or run away like the people before them, more than 100 men stand at the entrance with various improvised weapons, watching this group of unscrupulous people vigilantly.