The two looked at each other for a while, and He Yanting smiled helplessly: "I know, wait for me to come back."
Onlookers: “…”
Know what?
I really want to compete with you guys who can open the team voice chat!
He Yanting opened the door and walked out. The boy leaned over the window and said, "Captain, are we leaving or not?"
"Why leave?" the captain whispered. "Chiyu won't leave."
The young man looked at Jiang Zhiyu, who was looking at Professor Jing, wondering what he was thinking, and sighed.
"I finally understand why Zhiyu was checking out the Zombie King a few days ago. It turns out he was preparing for a rainy day. But why do they look like they've known each other for a long time? I haven't even seen the Zombie King before."
He had hit the nail on the head, but...
Everyone was silent; they didn't know either.
Although only He Yanting came out, for the people on the opposite side, it was like facing an army of thousands.
The atmosphere was solemn, with only the sound of the wind.
After a long silence, the person in the car spoke: "As long as you hand over Professor Jing, we won't make things difficult for you."
Part of the reason they dared to say this was because He Yanting's appearance gave them an illusion.
He Yanting chuckled: "What will you do if I say no?"
I didn't expect his reply to be so harsh. The air seemed to freeze. After a long while, someone finally spoke up: "It's just a zombie. Who do you think you are?"
"Don't hand it over, we'll come and get it ourselves!"
The two people who were speaking had thunder-type abilities. Thunder represented destruction in superpowers, and high-level thunder-type abilities often represented earth-shattering destructive power.
These two are the best among them.
The two men's figures were as fast as lightning. They burst out from the left and the right in an instant and appeared beside He Yanting. The young man leaning on the window couldn't help but scream: "Aho".
"I remember these two. They were the first wave to build the base. During the zombie tidal wave, these two men used thunder to strike zombies for a whole week, killing all the zombies surrounding the base!"
"But they disappeared after that. I didn't expect them to appear here."
"Can we defeat this zombie king?"
The dazzling lightning roared and came, so bright that people could not open their eyes. There was a constant rumbling sound all around. In just a blink of an eye, the lightning was approaching He Yanting!
Before the two lightning-type ability users could curl their lips, they heard a "puff" sound, and they looked down in sync, only to see that their chests were pierced!
He Yanting even had his hands wrapped in cloth, and not a drop of blood got on his body.
He Yanting pulled his hand back, and they both fell to the ground, each seeing in the other's eyes the expression of unwillingness to close their eyes in death.
Not far away, people looked up in shock, their faces pale.
What a speed that is!
It’s faster than the lightning in front of my eyes!
It took less than a blink of an eye, and he could even kill the two of them easily!
Is this the Zombie King?
Can they really compete?
Fear filled their hearts, and everyone had lost their previous contempt and looked at He Yanting nervously.
The people inside were no less anxious. The young man clutched the window frame, his veins clearly visible. He stammered, "Look, did you see that? That speed, is that something a human can do?!"
This is a question on almost everyone's mind.
He Yanting walked slowly past the two corpses on the ground, his voice calm and cold: "I give you three breaths to get out of here."
"Three, two, one."
As the word fell, a shock wave centered on He Yanting formed a circular shape and swept around. Those who had no time to run were immediately cut in half, and blood immediately dyed the ground red.
When the survivors saw this tragic scene, they felt relieved but also scared.
They almost died here like these people!
…
After applying it, the bruises on Jiang Zhiyu's hands did indeed fade a little, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Only Bai Yan still had a serious expression.
He knew better than anyone that it was a trick of Aida, and he also saw clearly that under the trick, the bruises on Jiang Zhiyu's body had become more severe.
But, why?
He knew that this was not Aida's doing, she couldn't and would not do it.
But, what kind of dream could be manifested on the body?
I really want to...
I really want to cut it open and take a look!
Compared to others, Aida has been observing Bai Yan silently. After all, among all the people present, Bai Yan is the only one who can understand.
He had already said the words "write off", so Aida naturally had to keep a close eye on him to prevent him from betraying himself.
Having known each other for many years, Aido understood Bai Yan well. Seeing him like this, Aido breathed a sigh of relief.
She no longer asked Bai Yan to submit to her again, she just asked him not to get in the way of her affairs.
It was naturally impossible for other people to stay in Xu's house all the time, so now there were only Jiang Sulan, Fuping, Ayido and Bai Yan left in the house.
Of course, this is just on the surface.
Ayiduo knew without thinking how many dark places there were. Jiang Sulan was probably the only one who was easy to deal with in this room.
Just as Ayiduo was thinking this, she heard Jiang Sulan, who she thought was easy to deal with, whisper, "Write down how you made this ointment."
Ayiduo's heart skipped a beat, and she tried to calmly say, "Why are you asking these questions?"
"I don't know much about pharmacology. If you do anything to the ointment, I won't be able to detect it. So I want you to write it down and let someone from the Imperial Hospital do it," Jiang Sulan looked at her, and her dark pupils made Ayido's scalp tingle.
"That's not necessary," she said calmly, "There are so many eyes on me. I'm not tired of living."
Jiang Sulan's voice was cold, but it contained a strong sense of oppression: "Whether it is necessary or not is not up to you to decide. Do as I say."
Ayiduo: "..."
She lowered her head slightly, a hint of viciousness flashing across her eyes.
…
When they returned to the house, Professor Jing was already unconscious. Jiang Zhiyu half-knelt in front of him, looking left and right.
"What's wrong?" He Yanting said softly.
After seeing how stern he was outside just now, and then seeing his gentle face now, the others couldn't help but be amazed.
This time Jiang Zhiyu didn't just howl once, but kept howling, which made the young man who was listening nearby want to respond to her howling a few times.
He looked around and was pleased to find that everyone else seemed to have this sign besides him.
What the hell? Zombies spreading the disease is one thing, but zombies screaming can also spread the disease?
To prevent himself from actually screaming out, the boy stuck his head out.
There were no human figures within a hundred meters around, only wandering zombies.
From this perspective, it is a rare peaceful scene, the young man thought.
Jiang Zhiyu cried out as she told He Yanting about her discovery: "When I stepped on him just now, many images flashed through my mind. The others were blurry, but there was one place that was particularly clear."
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