Wan Ci grabbed an aunt in her forties, and everyone's eyes fell on her at this moment, and before Wan Ci could say anything, she couldn't hold back a burst of yelling.

"Look at what? What do you watch? Why are you pulling me, didn't you let the uninjured stand aside? Don't let go yet! ”

The eldest aunt yelled twice at the surrounding townspeople with her neck stalked, and then turned her head to stare at Wan Ci, pretending to be calm.

Wan Ci just looked at her coldly and didn't say anything.

Lin Sheng and Meng Qingyang smelled something, and their brows furrowed, this aunt's reaction was too strange, and Bai Yanchen also sensed that something was wrong.

If you are injured, you must be injured, but if you are injured, you have to pretend that you are not injured, Bai Yanchen suspects that this aunt was scratched by zombies.

No one paid attention to her, and the aunt was even more flustered and struggled hard, but unfortunately her little strength of years of hard work was not enough in front of Wan Ci.

"What are you going to do!"

The eldest aunt was angry, not only did she quit them at this moment, but the townspeople also saw a trace of cattiness.

Wan Ci sighed, she gave the opportunity, but the person in front of her didn't look like he wanted to confess at all except for sprinkling.

Grabbed the aunt's wrist and picked her up, raised the hand that was grabbed by herself, and pulled the aunt's collar down slightly with the other hand.

A hideous, fresh scratch appeared on her shoulder.

Because of the darkness of the night, and the cover of the cloak that had just been sleeping again, the people who had just stood next to her did not even notice it.

The moment they saw the wound, the faces of everyone present changed.

"Yingzi, what's the matter with your injury!"

Another aunt who had already stood in the uninjured crowd walked out, her tone was a little trembling, just now she saw Yingzi carrying the little baby with a broken leg on her back, and she went over to help escape together, she wouldn't ......

Thinking of this, the aunt's body shook, and she almost lost her footing.

"Xiaofeng, believe me, this is not caught by some zombie, this is just that I was accidentally poked by a steel frame when I escaped, you believe me! I'm really fine! ”

Aunt Yingzi's voice was already crying, hoarse, if it wasn't for going back to save the little baby who was recuperating at her house, why would she be here!

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered you...... Woo, I'm sorry! ”

The child who was brought out by Yingzi sobbed and cried when he saw this.

Because when the mountain collapsed, he was crushed under the beam, and his parents protected him in their arms, and the person was gone, and his leg was broken, but it was the widow Yingzi and Aunt Yingzi who saved him and raised him at home.

The injuries on her body were indeed caught by the zombies, and she suffered for him when she returned to save him.

If it weren't for him, the aunt wouldn't have ......

When he saw Aunt Yingzi walking past the uninjured queue, he chose to turn a blind eye and did not debunk it.

Aunt Yingzi also cried, sitting on the ground and crying, a helpless middle-aged woman, looking so helpless at this moment.

But the wounds on her body are too targeted, and anyone with a discerning eye knows what is going on just by looking at it.

Wan Ci watched quietly, and sighed faintly, in this world, not good people will definitely live long.

The human heart is the most complicated, when danger comes, perhaps because of a momentary good thought, they will go back to save people, but when the danger is lifted and they become that potential danger, they will desperately seize life.

Even if you know that you are hiding the zombie scratches, once you mutate, you will kill all the living creatures around you, and you will still run to the hope of living recklessly.

"If you're hurt, you can't stand over there."

Wan Ci hid his indescribable emotions and spoke calmly.

In fact, if it is just a simple scratch, as long as the zombie's nails do not carry their blood, the captured person may not be infected, although the infection rate of NHP-47 is extremely strong, but direct contact is required.

It's either blood fusion, or gene transplantation, or maternal inheritance, but I didn't say anything.

She can't be 100% guaranteed, so why bother giving people uncertain hope.

At this point, everyone can probably guess what the situation is, Yingzi was injured to save people, but this can't hide that she wants to blend into the safety pile.

For a while, the mood of the townspeople was extremely complicated, especially the people who were not injured, and they hated Yingzi for not caring for their lives, and sympathized with her plight, everyone was entangled and numb, and when they heard Wan Ci's words, they didn't say anything.

Aunt Yingzi sat on the ground like this, whether she was uninjured or injured, she spontaneously moved away, and at that moment she seemed to be isolated from the world, unable to cry, and stared blankly at the night.

The people behind who haven't had time to stand up yet, some people look at them and are eager to try.

Wan Ci only glanced at it lightly and said coldly.

"Qingyang may have forgotten to tell you about the characteristics of the Inhuman race, we are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, whoever has injuries on their bodies, whose injuries are fresh blood, they can smell it from afar, don't try to fool around, it's not good for everyone."

This is cruel, but it is the only way to save everyone.

The people who were not injured breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Wan Ci excitedly for helping them distinguish them, while the injured people angrily scolded Wan Ci for being selfish, cold-blooded and unfair.

Wan Ci listened silently like this, without refuting or admitting.

She looked at the few people in the crowd who were about to move, and after she said this, her face turned pale and she had no luck in mind.

The rest of the side station went very smoothly, and in the end, there were only twenty-three people left unharmed.

The rest of the wounded stood on their sides, their expressions a little sad.

"Now, the wound is fresh, and he who stands on the other side, and he who was wounded before stays where he is."

Wan Ci continued to speak, and before everyone could move their positions, a hoarse voice interrupted her.

"Why, why do this to us!"

Is it their willingness to be scratched? They don't want to, they don't want to die, they want to live well!

Those safe townspeople looked at this scene, and their hearts were also very uncomfortable, everyone has known each other for many years and lived together, how could they not have the slightest feeling, they were scratched, and the result they faced was undoubtedly a mutation, and if they were lucky, they might become an Inhuman race like them.

But Qingyang also said that the person who can awaken such a talent is one in ten thousand, and it is not that simple.

In other words, the probability that they can be awake and alive is only 1 in 10,000, either they will become zombies and hunt humans, or they will be the first to attack after alienation.

The emotions gradually spread, and the person who let out a desperate wail first raised his head with scarlet eyes, and his eyes gradually became hateful.

I hate these townspeople who have abandoned them, and I hate a few people.

Obviously, they were good neighbors of the neighborhood just now, but now they know that they may be infected if they are injured, so they are all far away, hypocrisy!

The stronger his hatred, the faster the process of alienation.

Almost instantly, the eyes of the originally normal people began to be wrapped in large swaths of the whites of the eyes, and there was only a little pupil left in the middle, and he was alienated!

Not only the townspeople, but even Wan Ci didn't expect the speed of infection to be so fast, less than an hour before and after.

The first to suffer was naturally the injured who were also injured by the landslide and were placed on the same side, and they had no time to distinguish between the injured and the injured people.

Seeing that the zombie that had just mutated was about to pounce, Wan Ci raised his gun, and the trigger was pulled several times, but there was no response, and there were no bullets!

"Bang!".

"Poof."