You are not qualified.
Xiao Li left with a remark and dragged the middle-aged man, number 9, toward a residential building.
Fang Yuanyuan lifted her foot to follow, but several hideous zombies blocked her way.
A strong, rotten smell wafted straight into her nostrils.
I looked up and saw those eyes that craved blood.
It was as if they would pounce on you at any moment and devour your flesh and blood.
Fang Yuanyuan subconsciously took a step back, feeling a chill run down her spine.
They're all zombies, but Xiaoming is more pleasing to the eye.
Fang Yuanyuan strained her eyes to look in Xiao Li's direction, but couldn't see anything.
His eyes dimmed slightly, but then he perked up again as if he had been injected with adrenaline.
Even now, Xiaoming still has special feelings for Bai Xizhu, and he's willing to hit himself for her sake.
However, she is now on Xiaoming's side. As long as Xiaoming sees her sincerity, he will definitely like her!
With this in mind, Fang Yuanyuan felt no fear.
Even though she wasn't a good person and liked to scheme against her classmates, her passionate heart never schemed against Xiaoming.
Slandering Bai Xizhu and scheming against her were all just ways to gain attention from Xiaoming.
In an ordinary residential house.
"Bang bang bang!"
Xiao Li knocked on the door very politely. His hands still had the blood of the middle-aged man number 9 on them. With the knocking motion, he left some red blood on the door.
There was no response, but Xiao Li felt a powerful brainwave.
It belongs to the emperor.
Xiao Li pushed the door open and entered.
Inside the room, a tall figure sat with his back to the door, looking out at the scenery.
Xiao Li threw the middle-aged man, number 9, onto the floor and then locked the door.
"This is the human who can control the wind, and also an experimental subject of a certain research institute, who intends to capture Miss Bai for experiments."
Xiao Li stood respectfully to the side, and with just three sentences, he successfully made the brainwaves in the room even more turbulent.
Zhang Yiming slowly turned around, his face expressionless, but the middle-aged man in room number 9 could clearly feel that the brainwaves in the room were almost unbearable for him, a human being.
My body was trembling uncontrollably.
Humans and zombies react differently to brainwaves.
Only zombies will respond to the brainwaves of high-level zombies.
Even if he controls brainwaves, he won't react much to the brainwaves of advanced zombies.
But in front of this man, he felt a chill deep within his soul; the man only needed a single thought to kill him.
"Let's talk this out. Our organization can abandon this plan. Although I am not the most powerful in our organization, our organization has a long history. If you mess with me, Number One will not let you off the hook."
Despite making threats, the middle-aged man's voice softened.
He felt that Number One could beat Zhang Yiming, but the pressure Zhang Yiming exerted on him was too strong, so strong that he couldn't be tough at all.
"It's already been destroyed twice, and it still can't learn to be low-key. The leader is dead, and it's lucky that Number One is still alive. He won't be able to recover for a while, yet he still dares to be so arrogant."
Zhang Yiming's calm voice reached the ears of the middle-aged man number 9.
The middle-aged man, number 9, suddenly looked up and stared straight at that indifferent face.
Pupil dilation.
Only now could he clearly see the man's face.
This photo was all too familiar to him.
That was their organization's nightmare, the man who once dragged their millennia-old heritage into hell.
"Impossible, impossible, weren't you already dead? How could you..."
The middle-aged man, number 9, slowly shook his head, his shocked pupils filled with disbelief.
He clearly saw the man go to that place with his own eyes, and then everything was gone.
The leader is dead.
The core base was destroyed.
Number one is seriously injured.
All the researchers were wiped out.
He was lucky; he ran fast and wasn't inside the base, so he wasn't injured and survived.
It was precisely because the organization had suffered two major blows that he chose to emerge before he had "become a god" and seek new test subjects.
Continue on the unfinished road.
Unexpectedly, we encountered this Rakshasa who should have been dead!
Zhang Yiming's lips curled up slightly, a bloodthirsty smile playing on his lips.
"You guys are really naughty!"
The aloofness in his tone sent chills down the spine of the middle-aged man, number 9.
He couldn't understand why his organization was so unlucky.
Despite the organization being in a closed state and not yet having begun to expand outwards, it suffered two major blows.
The first time, two powerful human superhumans broke into the organization and self-destructed without saying a word.
The base was half destroyed, the leader was seriously injured, and several successful experimental subjects died.
The second time was this nightmarish presence right before my eyes.
He penetrated deeper into the base than the two other ability users, easily reaching the very core of a place that had never been publicly revealed.
He self-destructed again without warning.
The severely wounded leaders were blown to smithereens, and there were very few experimental subjects left. He was the only one who was unharmed and completely intact.
Those who survived were almost all injured.
"Has our organization offended you in any way?"
The middle-aged man, number 9, cautiously probed into asking the question.
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