The berserk zombies slowly calmed down under the power of the female zombie in the white dress. He raised his head, and the veins on his face were wriggling strangely. Under his bangs, a pair of black eyes flashed with purple light, reflecting a fierce and cruel look.
Except for the level 5 zombies in the white dress, the other zombies still didn't dare to come close.
Mo Yan panted heavily as he raised his head and looked around. He realized that one of the rank 1 Kings was missing. There were still five level 2 kings left.
"Roar-?" Where did he go?
Mo Yan roared while he was panting. His voice carried an irresistible pressure.
After he asked, the other zombies slightly paused and became much quieter. However, the zombies still didn't dare to come close to him, they just looked at him from afar.
Mo Yan looked at them like this and turned his head to look at the female zombie with his horrifying face.
The female zombie's body stiffened under his gaze, but she quickly gathered her courage and roared, "Roar-!"
Mo Yan was dazed and looked at her in confusion.
She said that her companion was dead.
Mo Yan was confused about how that subordinate died. What happened when he had a fit?
That's right, Mo Yan's mania was getting fiercer and fiercer recently, and the frequency of it was getting more and more frequent. And every time he woke up, it would always be a mess around him. But he didn't remember anything.
The female zombie turned around and looked at the other zombies. The other zombies looked at each other. Then, a Second Grade King quietly retreated and quickly disappeared from this place.
But not long after, he appeared again. He was holding a corpse in his hand, and the corpse was already burnt. There was a burnt smell, but the zombies couldn't smell it.
Mo Yan was shocked when he saw the corpse. What made him shocked was not the corpse's appearance, but the residual power of his power on the corpse.
Therefore, this indicated that this subordinate had been killed by his own lightning bolt …
He actually killed the subordinates that he had trained with his own hands when he had a fit. Although these subordinates weren't human, they had been with him for two to three years, they were all his subordinates. Anyway, he wasn't a human anymore, and he hated human beings.
Looking at the zombies that had been with him for the longest time dying, Mo Yan's zombie heart was also in pain. Even when the six subordinates were kidnapped by the strange zombie not long ago, he didn't feel so much pain. Because he knew that the other party was a female zombie, but he didn't feel any killing intent towards him or his men. Even when he was plotting against her base, the other party didn't reveal any real killing intent.
His intuition told him that nothing bad would happen to the zombies that she took away, so he finally gave up on fighting with the female zombie. Anyway, sooner or later he would go back, and at that time he would find a way to get back at her.
However, when he saw the lifeless corpse in front of him, his heart sank.
His heavy aura had already affected the surrounding Zombie Kings. All the zombies silently suppressed their breath, and at the same time, they didn't dare to breathe too loudly.
However, Mo Yan quickly retracted his aura and slowly walked over to the corpse.
The zombies that brought the corpse over had already retreated.
His heart ached, but since she was already dead, he could only force himself to accept it. Fortunately, his heart had already hardened a lot, and wouldn't have any more emotions.
Even though he had lost a subordinate, and it was even killed by him. In his heart, there was only a little bit of pity, a little bit of heartache, and a little bit of guilt.
It was like he had a few obedient dogs, and he really liked them, but one day he accidentally killed one of them. That kind of feeling.
Mo Yan walked over to the corpse, squatted down, and sighed. Then he opened his claws and poked the corpse's head with his fingers.
"Kacha-" With a slight twist of his wrist, the zombie's head was split open.
After taking out the zombie core, he squeezed it in his palm.
The zombie core was crushed, and quickly turned into energy that seeped into Mo Yan's palm.
Mo Yan stood up, and turned his head to look at the direction of China's base. He felt that there were two new auras over there, and they were the ones that he had encountered not long ago.
That female zombie actually came over, interesting!
The veins on Mo Yan's face slowly retreated to the left side of his face, and shrunk to the side of his neck and a small part of his face. A light flashed in his eyes.
"Roar-" He turned his head and gave an order to his subordinates.
The zombies immediately scrambled to leave, and ran as fast as they could.
Mo Yan's mission was still the same as before. Gather the zombies, the more the better!
He looked at the huge circle of zombies that had formed outside of China's base, and felt that it was still not enough. Still not enough! Those powerful paranormals still hadn't come out! The strongest paranormals on the wall were only level 6, and there wasn't a single level 7 paranormal.
It seemed that the zombie tide that he had created was not enough to pressure them!
On the other side of China's command room, everyone was already sitting around the semicircle table in front of the big screen.
Those who could sit at the table were naturally the leaders. Lin Qiao's seat was arranged to the side, and she was like a vase.
At least in the eyes of these leaders and directors, Lin Qiao was only beautiful. As for strength, she had just entered level 7, how strong could she be? Looking at Wu Chengyue beside her, everyone had a tacit understanding that Wu Chengyue was the one who helped her become the leader.
Wu Chengyue was sitting on the right side of Sikong Chen in the middle. He crossed his arms and leaned against the back of the chair as he smiled and said, "Looks like the situation is still optimistic, at least we haven't reached level 7 yet." His eyes would occasionally glance at the seat next to Lin Qiao.
Sikong Chen was sitting in front of the screen. On the left was Gao Haoyun.
Wu Chengyue originally wanted to sit next to Lin Qiao, but someone beat him to it and sat down. That person was Hu Zhiyong.
He thought that no matter how lustful Hu Zhiyong was, he wouldn't dare to make a move on Lin Qiao in such an important meeting. However, he didn't expect that before Lin Qiao sat down, this person had the guts to reach out his perverted hand to grab her hand.
He even smiled and asked Lin Qiao to sit down, while rubbing her hand.
Lin Qiao stood there without moving, and calmly smiled at Hu Zhiyong who was rubbing her hand, "Director Hu, don't blame me for not reminding you. My hand is poisonous. "
The smile on Hu Zhiyong's face froze, and then he said indifferently, "Is that so? Beauty, your hand is so smooth, how could it be poisonous? "
His face showed that he didn't care, but he let go of her hand.
Lin Qiao sat down with a faint smile and said, "You should be glad that you only used one hand to touch me."
Hu Zhiyong seriously looked at Lin Qiao's eyes, and thought that this woman must be lying to him. It couldn't be poisonous, if it was, his hand would still be fine.
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