Liu Tianming smiled and did not directly answer Li Hu's question.

He turned around and made a gesture to Zheng Xiaoyue who was standing behind him: "Go and carry a few boxes of canned food, take a few of each type. Well...especially fruits, take more."

Liu Tianming did not intend to give Li Hu a special idea because of this incident.

Although the other party showed enough friendship, Liu Tianming didn't like this person. Just like you hate someone, you can't tell the specific reason because of something, in short, you just don't like him. Regardless of whether the other party has a good relationship with you or whether his character is excellent, you just can't regard him as a friend.

The two live pigs are indeed very precious, but Liu Tianming wants to limit this matter to the scope of "material exchange". He does not want to owe Li Hu favors for this. After all, everyone wants good things. He has occupied the house that originally belonged to the other party. Not only does it cause a fierce conflict, but he has received an extremely precious gift... This kind of thing is unreasonable no matter what. You must be vigilant and pay enough attention.

Of course, on the surface, Liu Tianming would never say it out loud.

He kept smiling and acted very friendly. When Li Hu and others left with the canned box, Liu Tianming even took the initiative to pat his shoulder, just like an old acquaintance who was close to him.

Looking at the backs of these people gradually fading away, the smile on Liu Tianming's face became frozen.

He thought for a moment, called Zheng Xiaoyue and Luo Kuan standing next to him, and ordered carefully: "Look at these guys. We won't live here for a long time, and we will leave as long as the weather is warm. It's best not to happen during this period. They'd better be able to keep a relationship with us like this. In short, as long as the person who doesn't mess with us, no matter what they do, it can be regarded as nothing has happened."

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Xichang.

Yin Jian was wearing a tight combat suit, holding a sharp fighting knife in his hand, and looking coldly at the several zombies blocking the street in front.

Under his feet, he stepped on a corpse of a mutant creature that had been hit by a bullet in his head a few seconds ago. Its nervous system was still functioning, and his hands, feet and limbs were twitching uselessly.

The smell of living people stimulates mutant creatures. They see and smell fresh meat that is close at hand. The death of their companions not only does not have a warning effect, but also causes them to have a stronger hunger. These ferocious living zombies start to run and then accelerate.

They have evolved to be no less than the speed of human sprinting. They have appeared hard nails up to two centimeters at the front of their fingers. They are a kind of mutated cuticle that grows directly from the muscle level, with a thickness and sharpness far exceeding the mutated cuticle of ordinary human nails. They are no longer attached to the animal's body surface, but are real weapons, and are continuing to evolve in a stronger and sharper direction.

There are three zombies in total.

Yin Jian was as cold as a machine running according to a fixed program.

He leaned forward and took the initiative to meet the corpse running towards him, waved the fighting knife, and used a sharp blade to pass through the throat of the nearest zombie. Sticky blood splashed out from the wound, forming a fleeting bloody picture in the air, reflecting the luster in the dark light. Yin Song did not stop, he raised his foot and kicked the other zombie's heart. The unexpected mutant creature screamed, and his body rolled in the air and hit the side of the street. There happened to be a shop, the window was smashed, and the large piece of glass in the gap was inserted into the body of the zombie, pierced through its neck, pierced through the heart, and the whole body lay across the air, inserted from different directions by several large pieces of triangular glass fragments. It could do nothing except screams and struggles.

With unusual ferocity and speed, Yin Jian passed by the last zombie. When the two bodies intertwined, his arm bent and his backhand hooked the neck of the zombie that could not stop. The violent power, coupled with the unstoppable inertia, caused the zombie who had no time to react to be dragged forward.

Yin Jian did not give the zombie a chance to resist, and he pushed the bloody fighting knife into the other party's eyes sideways. The zombie screamed, and its tense body softened at that time. Its throat was twisted off almost at the same time, and a broken explosion sound was made from under the skin and muscles.

A faint black smoke rose above the city in the distance.

Compared to when the flames were initially burning, most of the smoke has now dissipated, with only a small part left, drifting everywhere with the fluctuations of the airflow. Not much thick black is left, but the burning smell is still strong and it smells uncomfortable.

Yin Jian wiped the blade tightly on the dead zombie, his face turned pale.

He came too late.

The perception power from the mutated cells in the body was not wrong. The person who killed his younger brother Yin Song was hidden in this city. They were very close to them.

At least it was once.

Yin Jian is much stronger than Yin Song. His mutation level is far higher than Yin Song. If Yin Song's comprehensive combat power score is "100", then Yin Jian's comprehensive combat power score can reach "230".

Liu Tianming released fuel in the square in front of the stock exchange and ignited the fire, Yin Jian was just surrounded by a large group of living zombies.

He is a very proud person.

This is not surprising. People with strong strength, deep family background, and higher education usually have an arrogant and indifferent personality. However, even the proudest person has to eat and rest. Yin Jian has a bad luck. He did not get aviation gasoline at the satellite launch site and could not get supplements from other places.

Speaking of which, this incident was entirely caused by impulse. When leaving the new Beijing base, Yin Jian was full of desire to avenge Yin Song. He believed that the murderer would not go far, and with the flight speed and fuel of the helicopter, he should be able to catch up and kill all his opponents.

Things did not go as expected. Yin Jian got nothing outside Xichang City and the plane fuel was exhausted. The weather became very bad and he could not contact the base. Yin Jian was forced to change his plan, intending to get a car, or find a way to communicate with the base, first bring back the fragments of his brother Yin Song's body, and then look for the murderer.

Yin Jian saw the burning fire in the city. The black smoke was very eye-catching, and you could see it even if you stood outside the city.

As many as thousands of zombies blocked the way. Yin Jian was trapped in these damn mutant creatures. He fought in the most fierce way, rushing left and right among the dense corpse groups. The zombies are not humans, and thinking like fear may not exist in their dictionary at all. Yin Jian's physical energy was quickly consumed, and he did not know how many zombies he killed or how many mutant creatures he killed. He was forced to leave that place, and the zombie group chased him closely. Yin Jian felt like a survivor in the early stage of the virus outbreak. No matter where he escaped, he would see a monster who wanted to eat him.

He finally escaped.

At that time, Liu Tianming had already obtained the legacy left by Song Jiahao from the stock exchange and led his team to leave Xichang.

Although Yin Jian was impulsive in doing things, he was not a mindless fool. He hid in a hidden room, ate some food, rested for several hours, nourished his energy, and recovered his energy. He also found another route, bypassed the huge group of corpses, and finally approached the still burning stock exchange.

No firefighters control the fire, and the flame beasts will only rage crazy anywhere they can burn.

Many places still have embers, and the buildings are burned to the point where they are reinforced concrete frames. Through the broken glass windows, you can see that there are various wreckages filled with burnt tables, chairs, mattresses and furniture, as well as various electrical appliances that are beyond recognition. The bottom floor of the building is covered with a thick layer of fire ashes. When the wind blows, they immediately leave the ground and float to a height of more than ten centimeters, like a group of fire ghosts emitting the breath of death.

Yin Jian saw a hand exposed from the ashes.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

The hand was very white, and although the surface was a little dirty, it had an extremely striking luster.

Yin Jian subconsciously pulled out his pistol, held the handle of the gun tightly with both hands, bent over, and walked over carefully.

When he got closer, he realized that it was a plastic model buried in the ashes. The body bracket of this thing was burned to pieces, and only the hand exposed outside was intact. It looked really terrifying, like a living person buried in the soil.

Yin Jian's face, who was expectant and alert, suddenly became furious. He raised his foot and stomped on the hand, watching him deform, shattered under his feet, completely transformed into part of the burning wreckage.

I'm going to find the murderers and the people who killed my brother.

The air was filled with a fearful stench.

This is the smell that changes from the roasted corpses. The open space is full of burnt zombies, which are charred, and the skin and meat on their bodies are burned, revealing smoky black bones. The fire is very fierce, and many metal components on the streets are melted. You can imagine how terrifying the high temperature the burning site once reached, which is enough to turn the core area into a giant oven and decompose all living things through combustion.

Yin Jian walked back and forth nearby, and had been observing from different directions for several hours.

He learned to be smart and knew that he had to avoid large-scale corpses and minimize unnecessary troubles. His mood rose and fell alternately in anger and expectation. Reason told him that he would probably find traces left by the murderer, and at the same time he told him that the murderer must have gone far and that he might never find these guys. Walking through the dark road, he felt a warm feeling from the soles of his feet, very comfortable, and a strange softness.

Through the scent of burnt wood, highly carbonized corpses, incinerating plastic, oxidized metals and various burning substances, Yin Jian walked into the building and into the room where Liu Tianming and others had fought before.
Chapter completed!