Corpse Brother: From Calabash Brothers to Corpse Emperor

Luo Heng, controlling the leader's body, stepped into the underground stadium.

The scene before him surprised him for a moment.

The entire venue is circular, with a huge amphitheater in the center.

The surrounding stands were filled with spectators dressed in black.

Everyone was shouting wildly.

They were thrilled by the bloody battles in the Colosseum.

A huge projection screen hangs in the center of the venue.

The screen clearly displays footage of the battle inside the Colosseum.

Inside the arena, a survivor is engaged in a fierce battle with a giant zombie.

The zombie was enormous, while the survivors, unarmed, appeared incredibly small.

Suddenly, the mechanical device on the soldier's arm emitted a hissing sound.

Immediately afterwards, a syringe emerged from the device.

It pierced directly into the soldier's arm.

Luo Heng narrowed his eyes, watching the warrior's muscles bulge in an instant.

His entire body size became like that of a small monster.

He roared and lunged at the zombie.

Above the Colosseum, a host is giving a passionate commentary.

The sound reverberated throughout the venue through the loudspeakers:

"Ladies and gentlemen! This is the most exciting match ever!"

As everyone knows, Blackline is the world's number one arms dealer.

The European Union is actually number one in human research...

But now, our research has broken through their limitations!

Look at our enhancement potion! This is the warrior of the future!

The surrounding audience erupted in deafening cheers.

He waved the flag in his hand wildly.

Cheer on the zombies in the arena!

Luo Heng remained expressionless as he followed Xiao Lan toward the interior of the arena.

He casually glanced around.

But in his mind, he was quickly analyzing all of this.

"Enhancement potion?"

Indeed, the Black Line is not just about arms dealers.

They also want a piece of the pie in the biochemistry field.

However, Luo Heng suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The appetizer was being escorted to the other side of the venue by several men in black who were pointing guns at it.

The chubby boy on his back was pale, clearly seriously injured.

The deer and the monkey followed closely behind, their faces filled with fear.

Luo Heng's heart tightened, but he quickly suppressed his impulse.

He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his leader's dignity, and spoke in a deliberately indifferent tone:

"Bring that fawn over here!"

As soon as Luo Heng finished speaking, the men in black around him were stunned.

But they dared not disobey and quickly brought the fawn up.

The milk pudding stared wide-eyed and struggled fiercely.

But the man in black slammed his back hard with the butt of his gun.

He staggered and dared not move.

After all, Little Fatty was still on his back, and so was Little Monkey.

"Let go of Little Deer! You bastards!"

The little monkey also shouted anxiously:

"You bastard! Come at me if you dare!"

The man in black sneered: "Shut up, behave yourself if you want to live!"

He then pointed the gun at the head of the appetizer, signaling him not to make any rash moves.

Luo Heng hugged the fawn tightly.

The fawn immediately began to struggle desperately, tears welling up in its eyes.

Luo Heng looked down at the stubborn little guy, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He leaned close to her ear and said in what he thought was a very gentle voice:

"Disobedient little kid, Uncle will feed you to the zombies!"

Look at that handsome zombie over there.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lu couldn't help but turn her head to look in the direction Luo Heng was gesturing.

Just then, I saw the Calabash Brothers' corpse being carried by men in black—

That's the same zombie that kidnapped the children before!

The zombie has a strange and ferocious appearance, and it also has a terrifying tail!

The fawn turned pale with fright, its lips trembling slightly.

She clung to Luo Heng's neck, not daring to let go, and even bit her lip to try not to cry out.

"Uncle, I want to drink milk..."

Xiao Lu said softly, her voice choked with emotion.

Luo Heng chuckled and glanced at the man in black beside him.

The man in black immediately understood his meaning, nodded respectfully, and then withdrew.

Luo Heng, carrying the fawn, followed Xiao Lan towards his room.

After pushing open the door, he gestured for the men in black to carefully place his original body on the bed, then said to them:

"Alright, put your things down and you can leave now."

The room was decorated extremely luxuriously, with a huge one-way mirror on one side of the wall.

Everything happening in the Colosseum can be clearly seen from the mirror.

Through the mirror, Luo Heng noticed that the battle in the arena was becoming more intense, and the shouts of the audience were becoming increasingly frenzied.

At this moment, Xiao Lan suddenly blushed and approached Luo Heng.

She gently grasped his sleeve, her voice tinged with shyness and anticipation:

"Chief... is there any special instruction to have them come to the room?"

Luo Heng frowned slightly, quickly taking a step back to maintain distance. He said coldly:

"Bring the milk here, then step back!"

Xiao Lan's face instantly turned aggrieved.

Her eyes were filled with tears, clearly disappointed by Luo Heng's indifference.

He wanted to take another step closer, but was frightened back by Luo Heng's cold gaze.

Left with no other choice, he could only obediently take the prepared milk from the tray and hand it to Luo Heng.

Then, reluctantly, he left the room and gently closed the door.

Luo Heng, holding the fawn, sat steadily on a stool in the room.

He calmly observed everything inside the Colosseum through the one-way mirror.

The fawn in her arms seemed very nervous.

She gripped his collar tightly with both hands, unable to look at her reflection in the mirror.

In the arena, a giant zombie stands three meters tall, its muscles bulging.

Its arms were as thick as iron pillars, and its fists smashed deep craters into the ground.

However, the survivor had no weapons, only a pair of bare fists covered in wounds.

His movements were astonishingly agile, each time a giant zombie attack landed.

He was able to dodge them by the slightest margin, while simultaneously looking for opportunities to counterattack.

"boom!"

The giant zombie's fist slammed into the ground, shattering the floor tiles and kicking up clouds of dust.

However, in that instant, the survivors astutely seized the opportunity.

A powerful uppercut slammed into the giant zombie's chin, producing a dull thud.

Luo Heng watched with interest, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said in a low voice:

"He does have some skill. I wonder what dosage of enhancement drug he used, and whether it can be used on him."

The survivors' bodies had long surpassed the limits of ordinary people.

His muscles swelled up like they were being inflated, and every punch he threw carried a powerful explosive force.

A deafening roar erupted from the audience.

People applauded and cheered wildly for the survivors' remarkable performance.

The atmosphere in the Colosseum reached its climax.

"boom!"

The survivors found a weakness in the giant zombie's defenses.

He leaped up, pushed off the ground with both feet, and punched the giant zombie's head with all his might.

With a deafening roar, the giant zombie's head was smashed to pieces.

Its massive body swayed, then crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The audience stood up and cheered for the victory.

The deafening sound echoed throughout the entire Colosseum.

The fawn in her arms trembled with fear at the scene before her.

She hugged Luo Heng's neck tightly, her voice trembling with unease:

"Uncle, why is that person fighting with the monster? And why are those people watching so happily?"

Luo Heng glanced down at her and said coldly:

"This is what they call entertainment—"

Using other people's lives and deaths to satisfy one's own desires.

This is not a place for you.

After saying that, he turned his gaze back to the Colosseum.

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, but a thoughtful expression also crossed them.

He had no interest in these performances, nor in the Black Line project.

He was just curious how Bai Xiaofei would break the deadlock if he came here.

At the same time, they were also curious whether the potion could be used on their own bodies.

After all, as for side effects, he's a zombie, so it shouldn't affect him much.

"Someone, bring a few tubes of the freshly prepared reagents to my room!"

The person at the door quickly responded:

"Yes!"

It's unclear how far along the research on Blackline has progressed.

But having them bring the newest ones would be best.

And it won't be noticed that anything is wrong.