A cold, gloomy voice echoed from the end of the road.
Zhang Yiming stopped in front of the other person.
Opposite him was a man who looked exactly like him.
The man opposite him had the exact same face and the same expressionless expression.
However, the other person's eyes always seemed too gloomy, and he always seemed to be surrounded by a menacing aura.
Two people with identical faces, both expressionless, give off two completely different vibes.
One side is sunny, the other is ruthless.
"Small injury, what brings you here?" Zhang Yiming glanced at Zombie King Zhang Yiming. "Where's my motorcycle?"
"A minor injury?"
Zombie King Zhang Yiming frowned.
He discovered for the first time that Zhang Yiming would also react if he was seriously injured in the past.
Yesterday afternoon, he experienced severe headaches, and his body even became slightly transparent.
It took an hour for things to stabilize.
He no longer felt any pain in his brain, but he could sense that Zhang Yiming's brainwaves had been severely damaged and would take a long time to recover.
Brainwaves cannot be improved by relying on a crystal nucleus; they depend on fate.
Fortunately, Zombie King Zhang Yiming no longer experiences any brain pain, which means that his brainwaves will return to normal without any aftereffects.
However, there are some things Zombie King Zhang Yiming still has to say.
In the past, he wouldn't have cared how Zhang Yiming acted recklessly.
However, this is a world with Xiao Zhu, and the Zombie King Zhang Yiming wants to stay in this world for a longer time.
"If you see this person, just kill him."
Zhang Yiming ignored the zombie king's gaze and simply handed him a piece of paper.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming opened the paper and saw a person wearing a Sun Wukong mask.
The painting is lifelike and vivid.
He recognized this person; it was Sun Wukong, the Monkey King.
"Heh! You're kidding me?"
Black flames seeped from Zhang Yiming's fingertips, burning the white paper to ashes.
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