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The nose is wrapped around the scent of corpses and cockroaches.

Where is your harbor?

——TheWalkingDead.

July 27, 2017 at 6:50 a.m.

In the 11th arrondissement of Manr City, which is an important town, the sleeping residents are not at peace early in the morning, in addition to the deafening sound of the rainstorm, it is more from the cheers of the Imperial Plaza, which is a group of nobles from all over the world-

Most of the older men are high-ranking officials, and the young little white face is undoubtedly the second generation of officials, gnawing at the old family. Women are either daughters, or main houses or mistresses.

You may think that this is a narrator who hates the rich, so misunderstood, their hearts just prove the ugliness of this world.

The rain did not stop them, and in order to show off their graceful demeanor and considerable power on the world's live television screens, their strong vanity pushed their neurons, and they dressed up early in the morning, rain or shine, and rushed to the palatial Imperial Forum.

Due to bad weather, the young person in charge of the event urgently ordered the erection of a bulletproof glass canopy. Many nobles complained, ridiculing that the original feast venue had become so vulgar because of the clumsy and ugly canopy, and the person in charge had no choice but to hold the important task entrusted by the chairman - the aristocratic party as scheduled.

They couldn't understand that a huge bulletproof canopy that they despised was enough to save some of the world's life-threatening lives.

Tyrannical Creatures!

The inky black sky is like a broken heavenly river, the shocking lightning is like a giant python shuttling between the clouds, and the raging wind rolls up arrow-like rain and cuts through the air arbitrarily, and the rain canopy has a tendency to pierce the glass.

A thin black shadow swept swiftly across the crowd, and the corners of X's mouth raised a paradoxical arc, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared like an agile night cat.

Bang!

The sound of three bullets piercing through the glass pierced the sky, startling the crows dormant in the nests of the trees, followed by invective from the nobles with heavy makeup—

"Oh my God, is this the show funny?"

"Don't keep your eyes open to see who we are?

"Isn't it fun to play?"

"Where's the bullet?!Are you sure it's bulletproof glass?"

"Where's the person in charge? Where's the death? Come out and give an explanation! Stupid livestock!"

"I'm really sorry everyone! This is not a funny show...... "The person in charge who rushed to the scene of the incident bowed again and again and apologized, "I immediately ordered to strengthen the security precautions around me! Please calm your anger!"

Helplessly, the person in charge who could not appease the people was crushed under the elephant leg of a middle-aged woman in the next second, and a series of shouts that triggered the earthquake followed, "You stupid pig! You want to kill us? The old lady is soaking wet! The good mood is gone! TMD old lady shot you!

Before the noise fell, the middle-aged woman immediately took out a pistol from her LV bag, pressed it against the sweaty sideburns of the person in charge, and stared at her prey condescendingly.

The reason why the swear words are repeated is because the rain pouring down from the cracked canopy, which happens to be in the arms of middle-aged women and the VIPs around them, are soaked and their makeup is miserable.

"Please...... Put... Leave me alone! Please, my lord, I will find out what the hell is going on! Queen, my lord! Don't shoot, I don't want to die!"

The person in charge, crouched on the ground, enduring the pressure of the elephant's legs, gritted his teeth and glared at the marble floor, leaving aside the endless laughter around him, and the very existence of the object on his temples made him mourn the words of the song.

"The state keeps you fools! If you don't shoot, will you stay in this world as garbage? Recycling stations won't recycle garbage!" the middle-aged woman grinned and waved her excellent vocal cords, and after scolding, she clenched her pistol and was about to squeeze some fresh strawberry juice from the head of the person in charge.

"Shoot him!"

"Uh-oh-oh! I haven't smelled blood in a long time!"

"I finally have some interesting show today~"

"This man, stupid is stupid to offend anyone, but he offended the mayor's wife, and he can't live for his own evil. ”

The nobles, who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, clapped their hands again and again, wishing that something exciting and important could happen at this boring banquet.

And yet—

July 27, 2017 7:07 AM.

The prelude to the storm comes to an abrupt end, and the wind comes the mournful refrain that follows the overture, and everything begins the moment the rod hits the cymbal.

When the wet city mayor's wife got carried away with her willow eyebrows and was about to pull the trigger, the depths of her brain suddenly seemed to derive a lightning bolt that passed quickly, and the intensity of the current spread through every cell in the body, and then even the person with the gun fell to the ground, unconscious in an instant!

At the same time, the person in charge broke free from the shackles of the elephant's legs, trembling and climbing up on the ground, facing thousands of pairs of sharp eyes, he subconsciously raised his hands, "Look, look at what I'm doing? I'm not doing anything!"

Just as the person in charge of the mold who had been down for eight lifetimes was facing the interrogation of many superiors, immediately after, dozens of people who were all covered with rain fell down one after another, and the bewildered nobles scattered around like frightened birds, and the screams that pierced the eardrums, the hustle and bustle, and the chattering complaints, the sound was in the ears!

"Die... Dead?"

Frightened and distorted faces inspect it!

"What are you doing, so many people died all of a sudden?"

The vocal cords in disguise pierce the morning light!

"It can't be the ghost of the guy who shot at the glass just now, right?"

The fear that arises is hard to fade......

"If I catch him, I'll definitely throw him into a dry pot and simmer slowly!"

The distortion of human nature has lost its roots.

"Hurry! This place should not stay for a long time, get out of here quickly! I will settle this account with the puppet prime minister when I go back!****!"

There is still no consciousness of dying, and he is chasing and fighting!

"Now, now...... It's not the time to say this, is it?"

He found it!

"What... What?!"

Ten meters... Eight meters ...... Six-meter ...... Three-meter ......

"Look, you guys...... Madame Mayor, get up, get up!"

Two meters ...... One meter!

Zero distance!

July 27, 2017, 7:17 a.m., 12th arrondissement of Manchester City.

"That'...... What is it?"

"Zombies?"

The TV set that was disturbed by the signal flickered strangely several times, and finally showed a group of nobles dressed in gold and silver...... Oh no, that's not the group of nobles as powerful as Qianren, their appearance in front of the global screen at this moment is absolutely indescribable!

The exposed skin was like dried meat hanging in front of the eaves, the clearly visible skeleton was like the rusted steel bars in the unfinished building, and the staggering steps supported the bloody bodies, and the astonishing rate of decay had long since made it impossible to recognize their original faces.

They frantically gnaw at the remaining humans, flying flesh and blood all over the vast Imperial Forum, and the children who have fallen behind turn into tomato-flavored Mexican meatloaf in the blink of an eye, and the organs of the unrecognizable are crushed into a pile of spring mud by the fleeing living......

When the zombies in the mountains and seas pass by the camera with a low roar, the prominent eyeballs will always stare curiously at the camera, as if the bright glass reflects their funny appearance, wondering if the other party has the delicious flesh and blood of Yunzhi.

“...... I don't think it's a masquerade. ”

Zhishi stared directly at the frightened scene on the TV, and she joked lightly without the slightest fear.

"Zombies, shouldn't this kind of thing just appear in the writer's fantasy?" Armin was silent for a while, and finally spoke, realizing the gravity of the situation.

Zhishi seemed to be a little unmoved, and as if she was deliberately covering up the fear of déjà vu, she just smiled, and Yizhuang also sighed harmoniously: "I'm afraid it's ...... There's already a guy who thinks he can change the world. ”

"Now isn't the time to talk about that?... Mommy, she's in District 12! The root of the zombie outbreak...... We must immediately ask the neighbors for help, and immediately go to save our mother!" Ah Ming, who picked up the key and unlocked the door, immediately grabbed Zhishi's wrist and strode towards the other side of the street.

“...... Amin. ”

The girl running down the street struggled to focus on the teenager in front of her, the glimmer of the morning sun casting on her yellow hair fluttering in the wind. The sun appeared, and in a trance, the warmth from her wrist brought the girl back to the familiar scene of Ari City a few years ago—

Under the miasma rain and smoke of the dead city, the young man tightly grabbed the girl's thin wrist, forcing himself to burn out the fear of his body with the burst of desire to survive, and then bravely took the little hand and ran away to the free distance outside the city......

“... I'm not scared anymore, Amin. ”

Since it is destined to end in death, no one can escape the shackles of reincarnation.