In a room on the second floor, I don’t know if it was a wardrobe or a utility room, Zhang Yang was tearing open the black tape and wrapped the black bag in front of him one after another, and through the ventilator of the bag, he looked inside. There was a zombie that was not moving. Although it was still breathing very quickly, it did not show mania and anger, but was a little pitiful, as if sobbing...

Of course, this guy couldn't have so many feelings, it was just injected with sedatives.

According to Fang Heng's guess, these zombies have strong vitality, so the amount of various hormones in their bodies must be different from the level of normal humans, and even the types may be different. However, they are likely to still have some hormones possessed by humans, so using large doses of hormone-based sedatives should be able to anesthetize them.

And now, it turns out that all this inference is correct.

"Is that so fast, it was done," Fang Heng murmured, and said to Zhang Yang, "Go to the study, someone will tell you what to do next."

"Can't you tell me directly? Do you deliberately make a mysterious mistake! Don't you feel tired when you talk like this? Hello? Hello? Are you still there?"

“···”

Zhang Yang cursed 'f**k' and stopped saying a word.

The bag containing the zombies was placed in front of Zhang Yang. As it breathed, the bag fluctuated slightly, and the amplitude was not large, which made people a little worried.

"Damn it, do you want me to carry such a guy away?" Zhang Yang was not serious. For him, two or three hundred kilograms of things are no different from 10 or 20 kilograms, not to mention that this zombie looks skinny and bone-like, like a shriveled bat, only seventy or eighty kilograms.

However, this thing is quite dangerous! It is hard to guarantee that this guy will not wake up suddenly, and then break free from the constraints and ask him to have a mouthful... If that is the case, Zhang Yang is very likely to be infected, then mutate, become such a monster, and finally be dealt with by his teammates.

Oh, it's simply terrible! Zhang Yang had a cold war and thought, what's the difference between carrying it and carrying a bomb that could explode at any time!

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Yang chose to tighten the seal of the bag with a rope. Anyway, there are special ventilation holes in the bag, so he would not worry that the zombie would die completely due to lack of oxygen. Zhang Yang didn't know what the use of Fang Heng asked him to do this, but he could only obey. After all, he was also a member of the team.

Zhang Yang remembered the book clearly on the left hand side of the door, because he had passed by there just now, and it was in a mess and even insecure, because the zombies could jump in from the broken wall at any time. So Zhang Yang did not stop at that time to avoid being discovered by the zombies.

And now, Fang Heng went to ask him to go back? He also said that someone would wait for him? This is strange...

On one side of the corridor is a glass window with white window screens. Of course, the window has been broken in the explosion just now, leaving only the window screens fluttering in the night wind - like a graceful girl dancing.

The track that accompanies tonight is death.

Zhang Yang walked past the window screen with one hand holding the zombies he captured, sneaking around.

At this moment, I don’t know if the zombies downstairs found the road to the second floor. If they were found, he might not be able to take the stairs now. Because fighting with the zombies in such a narrow terrain was quite unfavorable for him. While thinking about it, a grayish-white figure appeared behind Zhang Yang, and at the same time, there were more than a dozen grayish-white monsters in front of him!

Damn it!

Zhang Yang felt a little panic in his heart. When was he surrounded?

The zombies just walked out of the stairs and met Zhang Yang who was carrying the prisoners by. More than a dozen pairs of eyes suddenly turned scarlet and they found their prey.

Although there are many zombies in front of you, they are not very scary. Instead, the zombie behind you - how did it come to you without being discovered?

Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and suddenly pulled out the Damascus machete on his back. The big knife made of Uz steel chopped towards the back without hesitation.

However, although this knife hit the target, it did not cut the opponent's body away. This feeling seemed to be trapped in the mud!

No, this thing doesn't seem to be a zombie.

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something very ridiculous.

Oh no, I hit a friendly army...

At this moment, more than a dozen zombies were running towards Zhang Yang with their teeth and claws. Some of them even stepped on the wall, like a jumping spider! The moment Zhang Yang turned around, the bloody mouths of the zombies were already in front of him!

The roof of the villa.

Under the moonlight, a battle with a huge number of disparity was underway, and the situation was extremely tragic. Dozens of corpses fell to the ground, all of which were cut off their heads at an incredible speed by sharp blades. The corpses took a few steps forward after death, like beetles with their heads removed, or rather a little more disgusting, like cockroaches, dead without being stiff - although their bodies were still moving forward, their heads fell directly.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to see that on the roof, there is a silver light flashing. The flying sword shuttles like a silverfish. When the moonlight falls on the sword, it emits a clear and cold light. The moonlight is cold, but the sword edge is even colder - the ruthless sword penetrates the bodies of the three zombies, and then the heads of the three zombies moved home.

No effort!

I have killed countless zombies, so that the corpses on the roof are stacked together, like a mass grave. On the surface of the sword, a light that is even colder than the moonlight appears - this is a kind of red and black blood light that is faintly visible.

Within a distance of fifty meters, no creature could escape the pursuit of the flying sword.

Cao Nian exudes a sharp temperament that is the only one.

And - a strong murderous intent!

"You mean we are going to run away? What a joke!"

"Didn't you plan to escape long ago? The plan to escape was also proposed by you, as the captain."

"But aren't we the advantage now? There is no need to give up at this time! Look, they are just some weak living organisms - how easy it is to kill them!"

With his arms raised, two flying swords had already crossed the night sky, killing seven or eight zombies who were trying to attack them.

"Advantage? You are already confused, Cao Nian."

Fang Heng took off his glasses and handed them to Cao Nian. Although he was silent, his intention was already very obvious. There were no zombies around him who crawled to the roof of the building and sought death, so Cao Nian spared his mind to guess why Fang Heng chose to escape.

The moment I put on my glasses, everything was very clear.

"This, there are so many zombies? Where did they come from? Why didn't they discover it at all before?"

Cao Nian's face became ugly, and he was frustrated and blamed himself for his stupid words just now.

He suddenly woke up.

The pleasure of killing and the feeling of mastering the power of life and death is so intoxicating, and even makes people feel proud!

"If I were right, these zombies might have been hiding underground - air raid shelters, tunnels, sewers and other facilities. So, neither aircraft 1 nor aircraft 2 were found. And the entire New York and the suburbs also seemed very quiet on the surface, like an empty city."

"Why? Do you say these guys like to be in the night? Like creatures like rats and cockroaches?"

"It's possible, but more likely, they can only appear at night because their metabolism is very fast, which makes it necessary for them to maintain vital signs to have more food and energy. Cold-blooded animals with slow metabolism can stay away from eating for months, and these guys, who are afraid they will die without food in two or three days. So, if they can, they won't give up their daytime hunting time."

"I'm there at night? Isn't this the same as a vampire? They are all guys who are afraid of the sun? But these things are much ugly and dirty than vampires!"

"A vampire?"

When he heard Chu Jianqing mention the "vampire", a light of sadness and melancholy appeared in Fang Heng's eyes, probably echoing what they had encountered in the world of the Blade Warriors... That time, Fang Heng and others were almost wiped out. The tragic experience made the three of them secretly secretive about that trial, and no one was willing to mention it. Occasionally, they just said perfunctory words and just said it. Fang Heng, a cold guy, was surprisingly concerned about that experience, and probably everyone had some hidden pain in their hearts.

Cao Nian looked at Fang Heng's thoughtful expression, and he also fell into thinking. However, he was thinking about what Fang Heng had experienced...

Realizing that he might have said the wrong thing. After all, the previous incident has become a taboo in their chat, so Chu Jianqing hurriedly said, "Forget it, don't think about vampires, our current opponent is a zombie!"

"No--" Fang Heng said, with a sense of joy and excitement. He clapped his hands and seemed to have discovered a new world. "Vampire! It's just vampires! These zombies are likely to have the same weakness as vampires!"

"You mean silver and cross?"

Among the Blade Warriors, vampires are even more fragile than humans. They only need to be beaten by silverware and turn into ashes. They can be said to be the weakest villain. Cao Nian has watched that movie, and sometimes even feels sorry for the vampires' death behavior. In all, a group of people is full of stupid guys, but there is still no one who can fight...

"No, it's sunlight. Or the ultraviolet rays inside the sunlight!"

Fang Heng rushed in his space pocket for a while, then took out a grenade.

Cao Nian knew that what this guy had to bring out must be a bit famous, so he asked, "What is this?"

"You'll know later."

"Why have to wait a while? Can't you just say it directly? I found that you really like to be mysterious. Do you want to bring this problem to the coffin?"

“···”

"Hey, Fang Heng, I've done it. When will you come here?"

At this time, Zhang Yang's voice sounded again, interrupting the conversation between Cao Nian and Fang Heng.

Cao Nian said helplessly: "You kid really know how to choose time."

The roads of the manor are very spacious, and the main road can almost accommodate three or four cars in parallel. Therefore, the parking lot seems to be more unnecessary here. However, according to the regulations, even if it is redundant, it still has to be built, otherwise it will be inadequate. Therefore, in the northeast corner of the manor, there is a garage that is not big or small, with a length of about twenty meters each, and there are only five parking spaces in total.

Because this place was not built for parking, in addition to parking spaces, there are many tools and equipment in the room, all of which are used to repair and clean the vehicles parked here. Of course, polishing, waxing and other things are not a problem.

To be precise, the garage should not be considered a car repair shop.

The villa is located in the center of the garage and wine cellar, so it is not the target of zombies. However, there are still some scattered zombies coming to cause trouble without knowing each other.

Zorro, that is, t1000, followed Zhang Yang at this time and carried the big pocket of prey for him. Although he worked hard, he looked calm and worked hard.

Walking into the garage, Zhang Yang looked at the only car inside, his eyes lit up.

"Be good, it turns out to be a Lincoln extension version - this car is quite grand!" Zhang Yang brushed away the dust and fallen leaves from the car. The owner of the manor must have been in a hurry when he left because he didn't even have time to take the keys off the car and did not close the garage door.

"Three minutes!" Fang Heng finally replied while Zhang Yang was looking at the car, "We will arrive in another three minutes."

“What do I need to do?”

"Zorro will tell you!"

"Why don't you tell me directly, but you need a robot to forward it?"

“No reason.”

"Sir Zhang Yang - we first need to open the car capsule and then put the zombie in the trunk."

"I know, I know, just do what you said."

When Zhang Yang heard the headphones disappeared, he knew that Fang Heng must have been unwilling to pay attention to him, so he just thought that he had not heard him. t1000 stood aside, placed the bag flat on the ground, and then took out two capsules from the pocket of his clothes.

One is an off-road vehicle, while the other is naturally a Harley Motorcycle.

It was quite interesting. Zhang Yang's anger calmed down a little after seeing the motorcycle capsule.

It is not impossible to hand over the rest of the things to t1000, but Zhang Yang still feels that it is safer to do it yourself.

For some reason, Fang Heng wanted to give this t1000 such a strange name.

Zorro?
To be continued...