One move, done.

The zombie in the suit raised his crooked eyebrows, clapped his hands, and looked very smug.

The Emperor's order has been fulfilled!

When the flesh and blood were completely consumed, the zombie horde quieted down.

All the zombies stood motionless in place, reverting to their previous listless state.

The zombie in the suit reached out and touched his distinct hair, then walked towards the earthen wall.

Along with the Yao father and son, a bronze sword also fell to the ground. The zombies did not react to the sword lying there.

The rotting fingers picked up the bronze sword from the ground, glanced at it only once, and then paid no more attention to it, but did not throw it back down.

Holding a bronze sword, it slowly left the Mingcheng Security Base.

It neither commanded the zombies inside the safe base nor intended to take them away.

The emperor doesn't need to support so many subordinates. He can command as many subordinates as he wants at any time.

They wandered aimlessly within the safe zone, only flesh and blood could attract their attention.

It is estimated that no survivors will set foot in the Mingcheng Safe Base for a very long time to come.

The zombie in the suit left the safe base and walked directly in one direction. Not far away, a bus with a color similar to that of the Bai family was parked.

The bus door was open, and he walked straight on.

"Uncle, have you completed the task Brother Zhang assigned you?"

Fan Tangtang's childish voice came from the seat, his big eyes staring at the suit-wearing zombie who had just boarded the train, blinking rapidly.

The zombie in the suit glanced fearfully at Fan Tangtang and slowly nodded.

"Good job! Otherwise, Brother Zhang will be angry!"

Fan Tangtang smiled happily when he saw the zombie in the suit's response.

Before Brother Zhang was killed by Brother Xiaofan's older sister, Brother Zhang was the most terrifying existence. If he failed to complete the mission, he would be in big trouble.

The bus doors were closed, and Fan Liping started the bus, driving towards the Yunhua Security Base.

He didn't ask Zhang Yiming what task they were given, nor was he curious.

He has already placed himself on the opposite side of humanity, and asking too many questions can easily trap him in a vicious cycle.

He actually understood very well that his son was a zombie who ate people, and since he had sided with his son, he could never be a good person in this lifetime.

Zhang Yiming looks quiet and unassuming, but he is the Zombie King, and almost any zombie he can see with the naked eye can become his subordinate.

He's only gentle with certain people; deep down, he still has the cold-bloodedness of a zombie.

Since you've decided to stay in this industry, why ask so many questions!

Not only Fan Liping thought this way, but Hu Meiling thought the same way; their only wish was to be with their son.

Their sons eat people, they spend all their time with zombies, they don't care about human life or death, and they even watch humans die in the mouths of zombies without ever stopping them.

None of the three members of the family are good people.

That's fine too.

If hell really exists, the family of three will be together.

The bus quickly left the vicinity of the Mingcheng Security Base, preparing to go to the Yunhua Security Base to pick up Zhang Yiming.

Actually, the bus had originally gone with Zhang Yiming to the vicinity of the butcher's three-person courtyard.

As a result, they encountered the Bai family. The bus was not only filled with the Fan family, but also with zombies such as the male zombie in the suit and Xiao Song.

The floor of the entire bus was covered in black blood, and even though it was wiped frequently, it still smelled of decay.

Therefore, Zhang Yiming did not tell the Bai family that the bus was nearby, and chose to travel with them.

I happened to run into a group of people who were looking for trouble.

When the Corpse King is enraged, corpses float for miles.

On the other side.

After walking for a while, Bai Xizhu and the others finally saw an abandoned car with its door still open.

It was filled with black blood, which hadn't yet coagulated.

The car owner had apparently recently suffered a misfortune.

Bai Xizhu glanced at the car and saw that there was still enough gasoline inside to get them back to the safe base.

Bai Xizhu reached into her pocket, or rather, took out a handkerchief from her spatial storage.

Now almost no one uses a handkerchief to wipe their sweat, and she felt it was too much to pull out a towel from her pocket, so she just grabbed any handkerchief she could find.

The handkerchief was something I casually hoarded while collecting supplies. It had a cheaply made lotus flower embroidered on it by machine, and the stitches didn't look neat or dense.

It's enough to wipe away the black blood.

Bai Xizhu casually wiped the black blood off the seat, instantly staining the white handkerchief black.

Black has such penetrating power.

Bai Xizhu casually tossed the black handkerchief aside and got into the driver's seat of the car.

Having not driven for a long time, Bai Xizhu wanted to experience what it was like to be a female driver.

Leng Yebai naturally sat in the passenger seat, while Bai Anhai and Zhang Yiming could only sit in the back.

As soon as she settled in, Bai Xizhu floored the accelerator.

The car suddenly shook violently, and the enormous inertia pressed the people in the car firmly into their seats.

The scenery on both sides of the car window rushed past.

The trees were almost just afterimages.

"Xiao Ming, did you hear on the radio that a zombie king has formed a zombie alliance?"

Bai Anhai glanced out the window, swallowed hard, gripped the seat beneath him, forced himself to remain calm, and deliberately talked to Zhang Yiming to distract himself.

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