The concrete forest shrouded in darkness is silent, but beneath the surface of silence, there are countless undercurrents surging...
A dark figure squatted on the balcony, staring closely at the alley below.
The red eyes under the messy hair seemed to glow at night, shining with cruel and bloodthirsty light.
All auras were restrained, disappearing into the darkness like a simple statue.
Even those eyes were hidden under a shadow by the messy hair.
This is a humanoid beast that is quietly waiting for its prey to appear...
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, another figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, his twisted face facing the alley, and then he sniffed.
The thick smell of blood covered the entire area, and he didn't smell anything strange.
The dark figure crouching quietly was blocked by the awning, and he didn't see anything.
But the half-arm that appeared under the balcony caught his attention.
"cough……"
A slight hoarse roar came from his throat, and the figure who looked like a drunkard suddenly leaned forward, and then jumped towards the half of the arm at an extremely fast speed.
As he passed under the balcony, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.
His feet were hooked on the balcony, and he hung upside down. A pair of thin but strong hands grabbed his head.
"Crack!"
When the head was twisted off, the black shadow's waist immediately exerted force, holding the head and straightening up.
Blood spurts out, like a gorgeous fountain behind the black shadow...
Scenes like hunting and being hunted are happening everywhere.
Night belongs to zombies...
The virus gave them not only the bloodthirsty killing instinct, powerful physical functions, but also gifted stealth skills, and a pair of blood-red eyes that can see everything clearly in the night...
On the surface, it seems that there is only one weakness, and that is intelligence.
But as the human survivors mastered more and more weapons and survival skills, the zombies gradually recovered their human IQs as they evolved...
The game between the two parties seems to have entered another stage.
And the arrival of spring seems to have kicked off...
But no matter what, on a night like this, human survivors are still very vulnerable.
Whether they are searching or rushing, few people choose to continue operations at night...
As blood splattered, the headless corpse fell with a "bang".
At the same time, a cold light suddenly passed over the balcony.
The dark figure who was about to enjoy the food almost jumped out and was chopped to the ground in mid-air.
"Bang!"
As the black shadow fell, a short figure carrying an exaggerated broadsword also staggered to the ground.
"Hmph, I chopped another cabbage..."
After muttering, he bent down and grabbed the ankle of the zombie corpse: "When we go back, we can fry cabbage for everyone to eat..."
Looking out from the alley, a high-end hotel comes into view.
The short figure suddenly paused and nodded slightly as if listening to someone. When he looked at the hotel again, he couldn't help but licked his lips: "Is that a vegetable garden over there..."
He hesitated for a moment, then replied as if answering someone's question: "Of course I want a vegetable garden."
"Okay, I threw it away..."
As he spoke, he threw the body to the ground, picked up the machete, and suddenly accelerated towards the hotel.
He was swaying and stumbling just now, but once he started to move, the short man's movements were extremely agile, like a dexterous monkey...
…
The mutant panda Xiaobai was lying on his back in a store at this time. Although Ling Mo's order to him was to guard him, it has always been his characteristic to watch him while sleeping.
Although many habits have been greatly changed after the mutation, Xiaobai still retains one of the instincts of a panda: snoozing.
Xiaobai had swallowed too much zombie gel during the day, and Xiaobai's body was currently digesting the viruses.
And the inside of its body is gradually changing during the process of digesting these viruses.
"Meagu~"
Xiaobai burped with satisfaction, moved the paw covering his eyes up a little further, and scratched his head gently.
After a few days, Xiaobai became more accustomed to his current living conditions.
Although it would stretch out its claws like this from time to time, trying to break the invisible but clearly felt spiritual connection, it did not show too much resistance in terms of actions.
He had sleep and food to eat. Although he seemed to be bound by some invisible chain, his movements were not greatly restricted.
Although instinctively he was a little disgusted with this feeling, in Xiaobai's ignorant mind, he always felt that if he thought about it, it would probably be a very troublesome thing...
And trouble means the discomfort of not being able to breathe...
"Meagu..."
Xiaobai seemed to think of that feeling again, and immediately shook his head uncomfortably, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
The surroundings were very quiet. Apart from the sound of the wind, there was only the slight sound of the furniture in the house expanding and contracting...
"Crack! Click!"
Xiaobai quietly stood up and retreated into the shadows, staring at the dark door.
The door of this room leads to a shop on the street. Outside is the street, and on the opposite side of the street is the hotel where Ling Mo and others are staying.
Before going to bed, Xiaobai had used various methods to leave his scent on the wall at the door. Ordinary zombies would not approach easily.
Although doing so may attract high-level zombies, there are not so many high-level zombies that they can just wander the streets and sniff the walls...
Although it was quiet at the moment, Xiaobai's beast instinct was ready to activate.
It seems that some danger is approaching...
In the hotel, Ling Mo, who was lying among the female zombies, suddenly opened his eyes.
"What's wrong? My mind suddenly fluctuated so violently..."
Ling Mo looked outside the door, and then slowly closed his eyes. The moment his eyes were closed, his consciousness had reached the spiritual world of the mutant panda Xiaobai through the spiritual connection.
Vision sharing, when the main body's vision is temporarily "closed", all the scenes that Ling Mo can see in front of him come from the mutant panda Xiaobai.
This feeling is as if Ling Mo himself suddenly turned into a panda, but unlike the ** control, Xiao Bai's actions are not controlled by him.
Ling Mo just came to see what happened out of caution...
Sudden mental fluctuations are severe, maybe it's just because of urgency to urinate?
Nothing has happened these days, so there is no need to be too nervous...
"ah!"
Ling Mo had just adapted to Xiao Bai's sight angle when he saw a figure suddenly rush in from the door, shouting: "You are responsible for guarding the vegetable garden, right?"
Then a ray of cold light came down from above, like a crescent moon, and suddenly struck down on Xiao Bai's head!
"Damn it! I just converted!"
This sudden scene startled Ling Mo, but Xiaobai's reaction ability was indeed very strong.
Before the opponent entered the door, it had already made sufficient preparations. Although the opponent's offensive was very fast at this time, Xiaobai still suddenly jumped aside at the first opportunity.
There was only a pause of a few tenths of a second - while avoiding the blade, Xiaobai had already jumped up and slapped the little man on the head with his claws.
This panda's slap was not only extremely fast, but also cruel!
There was a sharp sound of wind, huge claws, and five nails as sharp as knives also shot out.
"when!"
The little man slashed the air with his sword, but immediately put the sword in front of him. When his claws collided with the blade, sparks flew out!
"Baa Gu!"
Xiao Bai's strength was much stronger than that of the short man. Although the little man had blocked the attack, he couldn't help but take a few steps back and pressed against the wall. There was a trace of blood in his breath!
"Whoosh!"
From where Xiaobai's wrist bone was, another sharp claw shot out.
Although all five nails were blocked, this new sharp claw penetrated directly into the little man's temple from the side.
The sixth finger of the panda!
Taking advantage of his short stature, the little man shrank down, and the claws came right against the top of his head.
But even so, there was a trace of blood and a few strands of hair left on Xiao Bai's sixth finger. (To be continued.