readx;?“ Although there were blood stains on the ground, the amount of blood was obviously abnormal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThese people weren't killed here, they were killed and decomposed and transported here. ”

"There is no pattern in the placement of the corpses, and there should be no situation where information is expressed through them. ”

"The backpacks and guns of the dead are all here, even the food is broken into pieces, nothing is whole, and the killer who killed them must be an obsessive-compulsive disorder. ”

"What is the reason for deliberately transporting the corpse here, and deliberately leaving blood stains to attract us, but there is no ambush?

Song Zheng stood next to the corpse, muttering to himself, looking like he was scared and delirious.

The only person who looked the calmest turned out to be Li Wanru, and she only looked calm in comparison, in fact, her fingers grasping the corners of her clothes at this time were already a little white.

If the murderer could see so many details, then he would surely feel that the meaning of intimidation had been achieved. Will it not come out again, or will it become slack, to the point of revealing flaws?"

There is no secret under the perception, whether it is the fear of Wei Xiaobao and others, or the strength in Li Wanru's hands, they are all clearly reflected in his mind.

Song Zheng began to calculate from the perspective of the murderer, and he felt that he had encountered a difficult opponent, not because of how powerful the other party was, but because the intelligence of the other party exceeded his expectations.

The fragments of corpses and items were broken down so neatly that it was impossible to tell whether they were divided by a metal sword or a mutated core just by looking at the incisions. It is difficult to tell whether the murderer is a human or a mutated creature.

If it's a person, then it's fine. If it's a mutated creature, it's very troublesome.

Mutated creatures with superior intelligence are always the toughest to deal with.

Song Zheng was still standing in front of a piece of debris, his perception constantly scanning the surroundings, trying to find out if the opponent was nearby as much as possible.

It's a pity that his perception range is only 100 meters, and as long as the other party stands on a high place, it is difficult to be detected by perception.

After observing back and forth four or five times, Song Zheng had confirmed that there was no one else around, and if he wanted to know if there was something secretly watching them, he had to react.

Song Zheng raised his head suddenly, and ordered Lu Ping, who had already eased his emotions: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, get in the car and leave immediately!"

For Song Zheng's order, Lu Ping and the others couldn't wait to carry it out quickly, they no longer wanted to face the fragments of the corpse here.

hurriedly followed Song Zheng out of the alley.

Song Zheng walked in front, and several other people were clinging to him, as if only in this way did he feel a little safe.

If he doesn't move fast, the others can't get up.

I just walked out of the alley and turned a corner into the main road, but nothing happened.

No raids, no traps.

It seems that they just happened to find pieces of the corpse, just bad luck.

Is that really the case?

Song Zheng was skeptical.

He didn't think it would be that simple.

The opponent took great pains to lure them over, and he definitely didn't just want to scare and scare them.

But why didn't the opponent show up?

When everyone returned to the car, started the car, and drove away from the road, Song Zheng became more and more confused.

Whether it's before heading to the car to get into the car, or when the car is just starting out, it's a good opportunity to attack. But there were no attacks.

So much so that the two of them went farther and farther, and it was completely beyond the scope of the reaction to the incident just now, and the attack again had nothing to do with the arrangement over there.

Song Zheng was puzzled, he couldn't figure out if he was thinking too much at all, or the opponent's purpose was not on his own people at all, or was the opponent really stopped by something else when he had an accident?

With a mind full of question marks, Song Zheng and the others drove all the way forward, gradually moving away from the place where the corpse fragments were placed.

And what they don't know is.

On the side of that alley, on the top floor of a building, the ground covered with blood on the roof!

Seven mutant zombies were lying on the ground, all of them with their heads cut off, and their heads did not fall to the ground, they were hung around their waists.

It can't be said to be a human, it's a monster in human form.

It was tall, covered in black iron armor, with a huge sharp sword in its hand, and a faint black glimmer on the blade, and its visor was lifted to reveal a silver-white skeleton inside, and two red flames were dancing in two deep eye sockets.

It pressed towards the rooftop, where stood a black panther, its fur as smooth as a brocade, and its muscles slowly rhythmic, showing the strength and strength contained in it.

On the face of the black panther, there was a red blood mark, deep to the bones, the blood slowly flowed down, it let out a low roar, showing its fangs, but its eyes were desperate, with a distinct human emotion.

The silver skull swordsman with iron armor all over his body suddenly slammed his feet, and his huge body rushed out, picked up the giant sword in his hand, and slashed towards the black panther again.

The panther was already unavoidable, with a greatsword in front and a high altitude in the back.

It roared violently, and a blue fireball erupted from its open mouth, and the high temperature on the fireball burned the air continuously and distorted, and the ground around it began to melt, and the corpses of mutated zombies not far away suddenly spontaneously combusted!

The greatsword slashed at the blue fireball. The fireball, which was still exuding a terrifying aura, suddenly withered!

The temperature plummeted, the flames vanished, and they were finally split in half by the greatsword. And as it halved, it could no longer hold on, and with a soft snap, it dissipated into the air.

The panther's eyes were full of despair. After the blue fireball was broken, the spirit and energy in his body were consumed, and he couldn't even move his claws.

Click!

The giant sword slashed off the panther's head, and the huge black body flipped to the ground, a large amount of red blood spurting from the neck cavity.

The silver skull swordsman with the giant sword in his hand walked over and picked up the panther's head, hung it on his waist, turned around, swept his gaze from the alley downstairs, and turned towards the stairwell.

When its figure disappeared into the stairwell, the head of a mutated zombie hanging from his waist was already shriveled like a skeleton!

After letting go of his doubts, Song Zheng continued his work, which was to use his perception to scan the dynamics of the surrounding environment, imitate the attack, and then discover something else.