The cement forest shrouded in the night was silent, but under the appearance of this silence, there were countless dark tides surging.
A dark figure crouched on the balcony, staring intently at the alley below.
The red eyes under the messy hair seemed to glow at night, flashing with a brutal and bloodthirsty light.
All the breaths are restrained, and it is like a simple statue hidden in the darkness.
Even those eyes were hidden under a shadow under the shackles of the hair.
This is a humanoid beast quietly waiting for its prey to appear...
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, another figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, his distorted face was facing the alley, and he sniffed.
The thick bloody smell covered the whole area, and he didn't smell anything strange.
The shadow that was quietly crouching was blocked by the canopy, and he didn't see anything.
But the half arm that appeared under the balcony caught his attention.
"Cough..."
There was a slight hoarse growl in his throat, and the figure that looked like a drunk suddenly leaned forward, and then jumped towards the half of the arm at a very fast speed.
As he passed under the balcony, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the sky.
With his feet hooked on the balcony, he hangs upside down, and a pair of thin but strong hands grabbed his head.
"Crack!"
At the same time as the head was twisted off, Sombra's waist immediately exerted force, holding the head and straightening his body.
Blood spurted out, behind the shadow, like a gorgeous fountain...
To hunt and to be hunted. Scenes like this are happening everywhere.
night. It's a zombie...
The virus gave them. In addition to the instinct of bloodthirsty killing, powerful physical functions, as well as talent-level stealth skills, and a pair of blood-red eyes that can see everything in the dark...
Weakness, on the surface, seems to be only one, and that is intelligence.
But when the human survivors have mastered more and more weapons and survival skills, the zombies gradually recovered their IQ as humans as they evolved...
The game between the two sides seems to have entered another stage.
And spring comes. It's like the beginning of the...
But anyway, on nights like this, human survivors are still vulnerable.
Whether it's searching or rushing on the road, few people choose to continue at night...
With blood splattering, the headless corpse fell with a bang.
At the same time, a cold light suddenly flashed across the balcony.
The black shadow who was about to enjoy the food almost jumped out, and was chopped to the ground in mid-air.
"Bang!"
As the shadow fell, a short figure with an exaggerated large knife also staggered and jumped to the ground.
"Humph. I chopped another cabbage..."
After he murmured, he bent down and grabbed the ankle of the zombie corpse: "Go back and cook cabbage for everyone to eat..."
Looking out from the alley. A high-end hotel is coming into view.
The dwarf figure suddenly paused, and nodded slightly as if listening to someone talking. When he looked at the hotel again, he involuntarily licked his lips: "Is that a vegetable garden..."
He hesitated for a moment, and replied as if he was answering someone's question: "Of course I want a vegetable garden."
"Okay, I lost it..."
As he said that, he threw the corpse on the ground, picked up the big knife, and suddenly accelerated and ran towards the hotel.
He was swaying and staggering just now, but when he moved, the short man was extremely agile, like a dexterous monkey...
The mutant panda Xiaobai was lying on his back in a shop at this time. Although Ling Mo gave him the order to guard, he had always been guarding while sleeping.
Although many habits have changed greatly after the mutation, Xiaobai still retains one instinct of being a panda: snooze.
I swallowed too much zombie gel during the day, and now Xiaobai's body is digesting these viruses.
And the inside of its body is also gradually changing in the process of digesting these viruses.
"Bah~"
Xiaobai hiccupped contentedly, and moved the paw covering his eyes a little higher, scratching lightly on his own head.
After a few days, Xiaobai has become more accustomed to the current state of life.
Although it still stretches out its claws from time to time like this, trying to break the invisible but clearly felt spiritual connection, it did not show too much resistance in action.
There is something to sleep and something to eat. Although it seems to be covered with some invisible chains, the movement is not too restricted.
Although there is some disgust in instinct, in Xiaobai's ignorant thinking, he always feels that if he thinks about it, it will probably be a very troublesome thing...
And trouble, it means the uncomfortable feeling of being unable to breathe...
"Bah..."
Xiaobai seemed to think of that feeling again, and immediately shook his head uncomfortably, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
The surrounding is very quiet, except for the wind, there is only a slight noise when the furniture in the house expands and contracts...
"Click! Click!"
Xiaobai quietly turned over and retreated into the shadows, his eyes fixed on the dark door.
This door leads to a shop on the street, outside is the street, and on the opposite side of the street is the hotel where Ling Mo and others are.
Before going to bed, Xiaobai had already left his scent on the wall by the door in various ways, and ordinary zombies would not approach it easily.
Although doing so may attract high-level zombies, there are not so many high-level zombies that they can smell the walls everywhere...
Although it was very quiet at the moment, Xiao Bai's beast instinct was just about to move.
It seems that some danger is approaching...
In the hotel, Ling Mo, who was lying among the female zombies, also suddenly opened his eyes.
"What's wrong, suddenly my spirit fluctuates so violently..."
Ling Mo looked out the door, then slowly closed his eyes. At the moment when his eyes were closed, his consciousness had reached the spiritual world of the mutant panda Xiaobai through that spiritual connection.
The vision is shared. When the main body's vision is temporarily "closed", all the sights that Ling Mo can see come from the mutant panda Xiaobai.
This feeling is like Ling Mo himself suddenly turned into a panda, but unlike manipulation, Xiaobai's actions are not controlled by him.
Ling Mo is just out of caution, to see what happened...
Sudden mental fluctuations, maybe just because of urgency
Nothing has happened these days, so don't be too nervous...
"what!"
As soon as Ling Mo got used to Xiao Bai's line of sight, he saw a figure suddenly rush in from the door, shouting, "You're the one in charge of guarding the vegetable garden!"
Then a cold light descended from top to bottom, like a crescent moon, and slashed down towards Xiao Bai's head!
"Fuck! I just switched over!"
Ling Mo was startled by this sudden scene, but Xiao Bai's reaction ability was really strong.
Before the opponent entered the door, it had already made adequate preparations. Although the opponent's offensive was very fast at this time, Xiaobai still suddenly jumped to the side.
A pause of just tenths of a second - while dodging the blade, Xiaobai leaped up and slapped the little man's head with a paw.
This panda slap is not only extremely fast, but also ruthless!
The sound of the sharp wind, the huge claws, and the five fingernails as sharp as knives also shot out.
"when!"
The little man slashed the air with a knife, but immediately closed the knife in front of him. As soon as the claws and the blade collided, a little spark was sputtered!
"Bah!"
Xiaobai's strength is much stronger than that of the short man. Although the little man had blocked the attack, he couldn't help but take a few steps back and leaned against the wall. There was a trace of blood in his breath!
"Whoosh!"
From where Xiaobai's wrist bone was, another sharp claw was ejected.
Although all five fingernails were blocked, the new claw stabbed directly into the little man's temple from the side.
Panda's sixth finger!
Taking advantage of his short stature, the little man shrank down, and the paw just went past his head.
But even so, there was a trace of blood and a few strands of hair left on Xiaobai's sixth finger.