Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

They hadn't gotten out of the car yet, and the police had probably received the news.

Adhering to their duty to protect citizens, the police drove their cars in front of the taxi.

It's far from the city center.

Except for the lights in a few nearby houses, it was dark outside.

Following a command from a middle-aged policeman, searchlights, sniper rifles, and pistols were all on standby.

Several skilled policemen, guns drawn, slowly approached the houses.

The resident of No. 100, Lao Huang, had just walked out of Lao Hu's house with his wife A Lian when they were blinded by the glaring light.

He raised his hand to block out the light.

As soon as he saw the situation in front of him, he was scared to the point of his legs going weak by the row of guns of various colors pointed at him.

Old Huang immediately raised his hands and shouted: "I am a good citizen!"

"Everyone, go home quickly, lock the doors and windows and don't come out!"

A policeman shouted with a bullhorn.

Faced with such a situation, who would dare to stay outside?

Old Huang's hands were shaking even as he inserted the key.

As soon as the door opened, he immediately pulled his wife sideways and went inside, locked the door and closed the curtains in one go.

at this time.

Several policemen who had just sneaked into Room 101 were suddenly thrown out of the house along with the door.

The sheriff's face trembled in fear at the loud bang.

He suppressed his fear of unknown creatures and pointed to the two lieutenants next to him, "You two, go in!"

"what?"

One of the adjutants pointed at his nose and asked, "I'm going?"

He is just a civil servant with average fighting skills. Asking him to fight zombies is like asking him to die.

The sheriff glared at her, "Are you going or not?!"

Fearing that the sheriff would get angry and Lao Hu's family would be accidentally shot to death, Lin Zheng hurried over and advised:

"Sir, it's useless to ask them to go. Besides, Mr. Hu and his family of three are inside."

"Don't worry, the Royal Police will definitely rescue people first." The officer put his hands on his belt, his belly sticking out, and glanced at him. "Also, I told everyone else to leave immediately. Who are you?"

Xia Youren looked at Lin Zheng and raised his chin towards the sheriff.

"Uncle, tell him about your background."

Lin Zheng straightened his clothes, brushed off the gun pointed at him, and said in a rather arrogant tone:

"My master, Sammo Hung, went deep into the underworld in his early years to fight ghosts. Now he's back to scare people. This year, he's been practicing to the point where he can temporarily stop breathing. As for me, my name is Lin Zheng."

Xia Youren leaned over and interrupted, "Nickname is Gillian~"

This brat!

Why do you always tear him down?

Lin Zheng gritted his teeth and turned to glare at him, "Do you have the right to speak?"

Jingzhi also came over, touching the neck that looked a little strange.

With clear eyes, he asked softly:

"Your nickname is really Gillian?"

Jin Tong (crossing his legs cockily): That's nothing, his real name is Lin Fengjiao, but it sounds too feminine, so he doesn't allow people to call him that. He'll get furious if you do.

Lin Zheng stiffened his neck, his eyes wandering, not daring to meet her gaze. He whispered, "My name is Lin Zheng."

As he was speaking, he abruptly changed the subject, "Sir, I have a way to deal with the zombies. Let me go in first!"

Jingzhi: "I'm going too!"

The sheriff frowned, "Who are you?"

Jingzhi puffed out his chest, "I'm Dr. Lin Jingzhi, a neurosurgeon at ** Hospital! The building on the left is my home. Uncle Hu is my friend, and he has a son and a daughter. If Dr. Lin goes in to fight the zombies, I can save the children."

The sheriff looked into her eyes for a moment.

His gaze finally fell on her neck, and he said helplessly, "Why are you, a woman, joining in the fun? If he wants to come in, let him in. You should just stay here."

Jingzhi thought his eyes looked a little strange, but she explained seriously: "You don't know, Uncle Hu's children are all very strong. Doctor Lin definitely can't hold two at a time."

"Don't go." Lin Zheng advised in a low voice, looking at No. 101 anxiously.

There were loud bangs coming from inside from time to time, and I didn't know what was going on.

I really can't wait!

He grabbed the cloth bag and ran over first, "Aren, follow me!"

Aren looked back while running.

"Don't worry about her fighting ability! She can even flatten an iron box! If you don't believe me, just go check that truck!"

Jingzhi: "Don't worry, I have plenty of strength."

She paused and reminded the sheriff:

"I don't know if your police department has a record of this, but the two zombies were taken down last time because they were pumped full of inertia drugs containing propofol, the main ingredient in anesthetics. Just in case, you should have some extra."

"By the way, zombies' skin is very tough, so ordinary thin needles won't work. It's better to prepare something stronger!"

……

After all three of them went in.

The adjutant pointed to house 101 and asked, "Sir, you just let them in like that?"

The sheriff narrowed his eyes and looked at the suddenly quiet house. "They don't want to die anyway, so let's just go in. It would be best if we can solve the problem."

"Also, go get some anesthetic!"

"Um..." The adjutant scratched his face, a little hesitant, "Why... do you listen to her so much?"

The sheriff folded his hands, looked at the house not far away, and sighed, "You're young and don't understand the importance of doctors. When she just said her name, I recognized her. She and Dr. Xie performed a three-hour operation to help save my wife."

"Of course I have to listen to what she says."

……

At the entrance of No. 101.

Lin Zheng was keeping a vigilant eye on his surroundings as he pulled out a short mahogany sword from his bag and handed it to Xia Youren. "Do you know how to use it?"

Xia Youren took the sword and waved it twice. "Of course I know. Just stick it into the heart. They're almost melted now, so it should be able to go in."

When he heard this, Lin Zheng thought of his broken sword and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Just as she glared at him, her attention was drawn to Xia Youren's approaching figure from behind.

Lin Zheng tilted his head and frowned, "You're already injured like this, why did you come in?"

Jingzhi turned his neck slightly and said, "It doesn't seem to hurt much anymore. It's just a superficial wound."

It's very strange to say,

Her physique seemed to be somewhat special. Every time she was injured, she always recovered very quickly.

It was the same this time. It was clearly a little painful in the car just now, but as time went by, the stinging sensation gradually subsided.

Seeing that Lin Zheng was about to say something, she pointed to the lighted door at the end of the corridor and said in a low voice:

"I promise I won't hold you back. I'll leave right after I find Jiajia and her brother."

Speaking of the person who was holding them back, Lin Zheng raised his sword and looked at Xia Youren.

Xia Youren shrank his neck and said, "Don't look at me. I'm a sensible person. I'll go find the zombies right away."

As he spoke, he turned and entered the room on the right.

Lin Zheng retracted his gaze and looked at Jingzhi, "Are you going to follow me, or——"

Before he could finish his words, a burst of "woooooo" crying suddenly came from the room at the end.

The voice was shrill and inexplicably crisp, like a child's voice.

Jingzhi narrowed his eyes, immediately picked up a high chair next to him, and moved towards the wall.

Lin Zheng hummed softly, then took a few steps and followed.

At this moment, a sound of fighting suddenly came from the room that Xia Youren had just entered.

Lin Zheng paused.

After thinking about Jingzhi's terrifying fighting power, he chose to help Xia Youren first.

……

There was a fierce fight in that room.

In the innermost room, there was another strange scene.

The two little kids were hidden behind their father.

Jingzhi stood at the door, staring at the little zombie on the bed opposite.

When the little zombie saw her, his eyes, which were filled with sorrow, suddenly became bright, and a red light appeared in his eyes.

He pointed his short finger at her.

Jingzhi, who was standing at the door, suddenly felt a force lifting her body up and floating forward.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the stress-relieving ball in Jintong's hand started working again, and Jintong squeezed it flat again and again.

He never expected to see this huge Buddha here.

But think about it, he has already drunk Jingzhi's blood. As long as he doesn't do something suicidal and dance in front of a Taoist priest with great magical powers, he will not be killed easily.

……

Old Hu, who was watching from the side, was extremely anxious. "Hey, don't bite her. If you have any problem, come to me!"

"He won't bite anyone." Little Jiajia said in a baby voice, looking at her father with dissatisfaction.

Then, with her grape-sized eyes wide open, she tried to comfort the frightened Jingzhi, "Aunt Zhi, Happy Ghost is a good kid. Don't be afraid. He just wants to play with you."

Jingzhi looked at his feet, which were 20 centimeters off the ground, and three black lines fell from his forehead. "...What are you playing? Flying Superman?"

Seeing that these people were not injured, Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the little zombie again:

"Uh... Little Zombie... Your name is Happy Ghost, right? You're quite strange."

The little zombie held his bald head, which could not be concealed even by his official hat. His mouth gradually shrank, and he opened his mouth and began to howl:

"Wow, wow, mom, are you crazy? I'm Xiaoyu!"

"Wow, I don't know why my hair is falling out again. It seems that as soon as I speak smoothly, it all falls out on its own. Maybe it's because I'm not getting enough nutrition."

"Dad is dead, you're gone, and my brothers Wencai and Qiusheng are also dead. No one feeds me tomatoes anymore... wuwuwu..."

"Where have you been all these years? I've been waiting for you for so long, so long, so long..."

The uneducated little zombie talked for a long time, with his hands stretched out as if to tell her how long he had been waiting.

Little Jiajia's eyes widened in fear. "Happy ghost, so you can talk?"

Xiaoyu looked at the woman who was holding onto the door frame, her mouth slightly open, as if her jaw dropped at his shock. The corners of her mouth were pulled downwards in grievance, and she howled without making a sound:

"My mom told me to keep quiet, little zombies will scare people if they talk."

Jingzhi scratched his ears.

Why do you keep calling her mom?

Besides, the way he speaks now looks quite scary.

Old Hu pointed at Jingzhi, then at Xiaoyu, "You, your mother?!"

Jingzhi pressed his aching temple and saw a female zombie jumping towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Her skin tightened and an idea suddenly appeared in her mind.

The slender fingers grabbed Xiaoyu by the back of the neck, and with the other hand, he lifted him up horizontally by the waist, and threw him towards the female zombie outside the door, "Your real mother is here!!!"