"Help, help! Please call me an ambulance, call an ambulance!"

The injuries Deng Bo was actually not serious. He was just bitten and had several wounds on his body and bruises and swollen areas on his body.

This is due to his obese body. Even if his neck is so thick that it is impossible to tell, even if he is desperate to slap in this place, he can only bite fat. So now he just looks like blood is bleating and it is a bit scary.

But he himself didn't know. He was always pampered and lived a life of luxury and felt like he was dying when he saw his bloody appearance. When he saw the savior coming, he didn't care about guessing what the identities of these two people were, and first asked for help.

"You can't use an ambulance..."

Aqiang had a keen perception and could see what happened to Mr. Deng at a glance. So he frowned and reminded him.

But Deng Bo clearly understood the wrong meaning. He covered the wound that was bitten out of his body, his face turned pale and shook his head suddenly.

"No, no. I think I can still save it. I can really save it!"

"It's no help, old man, wait for death. If I were you, I would take advantage of this time to write a suicide note so that it would be cheaper for outsiders to have problems with property division. Of course, if you want to do this, you have to go through our permission. Because we are now ordered to investigate you!"

Aaron was too lazy to explain anything to Uncle Deng at this time. He just squatted in front of Uncle Deng casually, and a mocking smile appeared as the corner of his mouth pulled.

This smile made Uncle Deng tremble, but he still couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

"No, no. My injuries are obviously not that serious. As long as I go to the hospital and wait for an ambulance, I will be cured soon. You are lying to me, you must be lying to me, right?"

"Have you seen zombie movies?"

He picked up Alang's head casually, and Along pulled the corner of his mouth, making his slightly sharp canine teeth pop out from the gap between his lips.

"The situation he just now was called a zombie, which is a method of imitating zombies in witchcraft. People who practice this evil spell must cultivate poisons in their bodies from a young age to develop a toxin that is somewhat similar to zombie poison. Only by developing this zombie poison can they continue to act like a zombie after death."

"Does the body feel colder and colder, and the wounds on the body become numb, as if there is no more pain?"

"Don't think about it. Those few bites you just bitten by them have been infected with their corpse poison. Calculate the time, even if you don't die now, in a few hours, you will become a bloodthirsty zombie."

"I need to remind you that zombies are dangerous evil things. This danger is not for you, nor for ordinary people, but for your direct blood relatives."

"Once you become a zombie, your instinct will drive you to attack your direct descendants. At your age, your children should have been married and had children. Just imagine, you became a zombie and suddenly appeared in front of your children and grandchildren. Before they could come back to their senses, you bit off their throats and turned them into monsters like you... You are so old, I don't think you want to see such a situation."

As soon as these words were said, Deng Bo's frightened face changed instantly, and he became a little stunned.

It is true that he is greedy for the power of Heliansheng, but this does not mean that there is nothing more important in his heart than Heliansheng.

As an old man who is close to his seventies, has a fat body, slow movements and even has to support his walking. However, he has two hobbies that are not in line with his own characteristics.

One is taking his own pug dog for a walk every afternoon. This dog was raised in front of his wife and has been with him for seven or eight years. It represents a thought, and by his side, he will never feel lonely.

Another one is that every Friday afternoon, I bought two strawberry-flavored ice cream and stood at the school gate to pick up his grandson.

His youngest son was a lawyer and decent person. Because his mother and elder brother died somehow and his father, he gradually became distant from his relationship after he became an adult.

But after all, blood is thicker than water, so he is not so heartless that he completely disregards his father. He just says that because he doesn't want his family to follow in his footsteps, he consciously reduces the contact between his family and him.

I can only see my grandson once a week and spend one day with my grandson.

This is his biggest compromise as a son. He cannot allow his son to be a good person without doing anything to learn from his grandfather to be a young and dandy, so he can only ask for such limited contact.

Deng Bo understood his son's thoughts, and although he was inevitably disappointed, he could understand his mood. Once he entered the world, he was as deep as the sea, and he could not help but wander. As an old world that had been floating in the sea of ​​suffering for decades, even he himself would not be willing to let his descendants take the same path as himself.

Therefore, in the face of his son's request, he chose to accept it without any refutation.

But... he can accept his family's alienation from him, but cannot accept the harm to them. Especially, the person who wants to hurt them is himself.

When he thought that his big hands that used to only touch his grandson's head might pinch his neck and tear open his throat, he couldn't stop trembling in his heart.

He could not allow such a thing to happen, so he directly reached out and grabbed Aaron's trouser legs.

"You are...you are those people, right? You must have a way, kill me, kill me! I don't want to become such a monster, I can't..."

"You are quite knowledgeable and know that we are from the SWAT team!"

Haha, Aaron did not deny that they had such ability. However, in the face of Deng Bo's plea, he directly offered a condition.

"It's not impossible to let us kill you before you become a zombie. But the same thing is true, we need you to cooperate with our investigation. If you cooperate, we can naturally satisfy your wishes, just treat it as the hospice care that an older person should have. But if you don't cooperate... Sorry, our SWAT team has no obligation to care about the life and death of you like you!"

"My sons and they are not... They are different from me, they are innocent!"

Deng Bo was speechless several times, but he still pulled Aaron's trousers and made a plea.

But unfortunately, Aaron plays a stern-hearted role at this moment, and he will not give up his plan because of such a begging.

"Innocent? Don't you think this is ridiculous, Uncle Deng?"

"If you didn't have the huge amount of money you earned in this kind of career, how could your son afford to go to aristocratic school, how could he have been able to have higher education, eventually become a lawyer, and live a generous life that ordinary people envy?"

"Why, now that I have become a decent person, I plan to say goodbye to my past? Don't you think this is unfair to ordinary people who have no choice but to be able to stay at the bottom for the rest of their lives?"

"I..."

"You don't have to answer me. Because no matter how you say it, we can't change our minds. I said that only if you cooperate with our investigation can we give you the reward you want. Apart from that, you have no other choice. So, your answer is..."

Aaron had a smile on his face, but he forced Uncle Deng into a dead corner step by step.

He had no choice unless he was willing to strangle his son and grandson with his own hands. So in a sound of horror that seemed to be suffocating, he still let go of his hand and collapsed on the ground.

"What do you want to know?"

"The origin of these guys? Why do you come here? And the reasons for your conflict with the Political Department! We all want to know, or you know what you know, and it's best to say it now. The more detailed the better, this is also for your own good, right?"

Using excuses for your own good, in fact, it is a threat to the safety of your family. Uncle Deng looked at the gentle, humble and polite man in front of him, and snorted coldly in his heart, but he felt that people like them were essentially no different from those of him, such as him.

They are all a group of bastards who do everything they can.

But who said that he was caught in his weakness?

Thinking of this, he sighed again. Then he closed his eyes and opened his mouth directly.

"These guys are a group of natives living in the mountains north of the Myanmar-Thailand border. I can't tell what their origins are. I only know that more than ten or twenty years ago, when I was doing business in Myanmar, I met their high priest..."

"That's a guy who knows evil magic. He can drive wild beasts and poisonous insects, and can use a terrible spell to attract ghosts and kill his opponents. When I bought a batch of goods there, the seller happened to provoke the high priest, and then I remember it very clearly... they all died in an instant."

Speaking of this, his face couldn't help but twitch, and then he couldn't stop his expression of horror.

"First there were poisonous bees, scorpions and centipedes, and then all kinds of poisonous snakes ran out of the water. Those people couldn't stop these things even when they lit the fire. They were all bitten to death by these insects and ate them all..."

"Then how did you survive? Could it be that those bugs just let you go?"

"I ran fast, and I wasn't as fat as I am now."

Recalling the beginning, Uncle Deng's face was frightened, but he also had a look of hesitation.

"My two brothers and I hid in a car and blocked all the doors and windows... Although the insects were very powerful, they were not as omnipresent. Then I happened to meet their high priest... Of course, he was not the high priest at that time. The high priest was his father."

The inheritance of witchcraft between father and son? It seems that it should be the witchcraft of the Miaojiang generation.

The heads in the Nanyang area have changed to a point that they will seriously erode the bodies of practitioners. Especially those dark wizards, their bodies are almost the same as those of dead people, and they have almost lost the ability to reproduce.

But if you look at it this way, the tribes in this mountain are a bit strange. Especially, they also have divine creatures...
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