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Kneeling on the ground panting, someone had already pulled out a pistol and calmly dealt with the little girl,

Ryan could feel his blood flowing non-stop as if he had found an outlet. He raised his head slightly, and just as he was about to call for help, he saw Bowman pointing a gun straight at him, calmly speaking with a very pleasant and magnetic voice. He quickly ordered others, "He was also bitten by a zombie, take all his equipment, and let's go."

He...he wants to...!Ryan's eyes widened for a moment, and he saw Bowman pull the trigger on his head.

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When Ryan woke up again, he was still lying on the side of the bonfire at the gas station, with the body of the little girl next to him, and the death was still a little scary. At this time, the sun was shining fiercely, it should be noon.

But...why is he still alive?Could it be...Ruiman touched his head, but he didn't find any wounds. It's strange, but he clearly remembered that bullet hit his head all at once...why didn't there be any wounds at all?Looking at his hands and stroking his body, could it be... that he also became a zombie?

No... No... I have a pulse and heartbeat, my body is also hot, and I am still human!Still a living person!After confirming this point, Ryan was very happy, fuck Bowman, I will kill you if I survive a catastrophe!

"Bell..." The public phone booth outside the convenience store suddenly rang, and it rang for a long time. Ryan stood up, walked over slowly, and answered the phone.

"Hello, are you Mr. Ryan? Wen? Jun?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very magnetic, with sensuality and charm in it. Ryan froze for a moment, feeling that the voice seemed familiar, and the person spoke The accent is also very unique, like an orthodox American at all, but he still replied: "Yes, I am."

The person on the other end of the phone continued singing in a cheerful and smiling voice: "Your two fathers and your younger brother are in my hands. If you want them, come to me."

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Just a little spoiler, the protagonist is Baozi who came down from a boy...Of course, the Jun family of this generation has two children...

19. City of Angels (middle)...

The person on the other end of the phone continued singing in a cheerful and smiling voice: "Your two fathers and your younger brother are in my hands. If you want them, come to me."

The two fathers... Father Alexander, Father Wen and Ah Ran were all arrested?How can it be?Not to mention that Father Wen's kung fu is so high, at least Aran is also a Shaolin apprentice. Besides, Father Wen is still in the state of "running away from home", so he can be arrested?

Ryan's heart suddenly tugged, what's going on?At such a terrible time?Where are his fathers and brothers? "Fuc..." Before the next words were spoken, the person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone conveniently, Ryan threw the microphone against the wall in a fit of anger, and kicked the wall in a venting manner face, and began to walk up and down impatiently.

All the equipment on his body has been taken away by the big Bowman, leaving only a small dagger hidden in the bottom of his leather boots. He does not have any communication tools on him now, and he does not know whether the call is real or not. Fake, all three of them are in China, how could they be caught in the United States?And what is the purpose of this person, and now Los Angeles has become like this, with zombies everywhere, it is really... worse.

Ryan thumped the wall hard, feeling hungry, he turned around and ran to a convenience store nearby to get a few donuts that hadn't been taken away, took a bite, took a few deep breaths, and began to recall Recall the content of the phone call just now.

Fight alone, don't panic.

Ryan swallowed a donut, and now it can be determined that the person on the other end of the phone is not a native American, and he clearly knows where Ryan is now, which can only show that the person on the other end of the phone treats him... It is well known, and it has been secretly monitored for a long time.But all this seems unreasonable. Now that zombies are rampant in Los Angeles, this kidnapper doesn't want to escape but kidnaps. Isn't it a bit leisurely?Isn't he afraid of being eaten by these zombies?It's just... so weird.

The kidnappers didn't leave him any clues. Ryan waited patiently at this suburban gas station for a day, and the phone didn't ring again. This untrained guy!Anger is anger, since the other party knows where he is, why can't he know where the other party is?

Where did this call come from? There is only one place to find out, and that is the Los Angeles branch of the CIA.

Grass!Just came out from there, and now you want to go back?Ryan thought about it, he didn't have any weapons on him, and the car was robbed by those people. Although he was bitten by the zombies, he was fine, but maybe the toxin in the little girl who bit him hadn't reached her teeth yet. , I was just a fluke of luck, the weapons in my apartment had been emptied by him long ago, maybe...

Ryan quickly made a plan in his mind. Fortunately, he did a lot of searching in the convenience store. He got a road map of the United States, a city map of Los Angeles, semiconductors, a wrench for large car repairs, a flashlight, a lighter, and a few beers and whiskey. bottles, a teddy bear elementary school schoolbag left behind and the most important means of transportation - a bicycle.

When I walked out of the convenience store, it was almost dusk, and the outskirts of Los Angeles were full of fields planted with lavender and various crops. When the breeze passed by, there was a rustling sound, and the warm sun was slowly sinking to the ground. Ryan was attracted by the magnificent and beautiful scenery, and just about to exclaim a sentence of Shakespeare's sonnets, he heard the familiar clicking sound.

The gas station was surrounded by zombies at some point, and the dense crowd made Ryan feel a little numb in the back of his head. There were at least a hundred of them. When he saw him walking out slowly, he seemed a little hesitant, as if he wanted to join them but was unwilling to do so. Come up and spin around in place.

Ryan laughed and didn't panic. The joints of these zombies were very stiff, and he had the beast "bicycle" in his hand, and they couldn't run at the speed of the bicycle.At that moment, he threw a bottle of beer from his bag, rode on the bike, swayed a bit, and when all the zombies were attracted by the new sound, he rushed out of the group of zombies.

Ryan felt that he was a little perverted, and he could still laugh in such a serious and desperate situation.Turning left and right to avoid these zombies, he rode quietly and slowly on the road, holding a wrench in one hand, and when he saw a zombie walking alone on the road, he rode over and gave it a wrench.

Near the dawn of the morning, Ryan finally returned to Los Angeles on his squeaky bike.

The city was still quiet, a bit scary, but it was something to be happy about. Fortunately, the city's power supply system was not damaged, and the street lights were still on. Ryan parked his bicycle in front of a trash can and began to walk slowly.

He used to come to this street when he was working, and it seemed to be to monitor some radical organization from the Middle East. It seemed that there was a weapon shop on the corner of the street. Ryan was walking cautiously with a wrench in his hand. What he can now be sure of is, Zombies only retain their sense of smell and hearing, so try not to make any noise.

At this moment, there are a small number of zombies wandering on the street, some are eagerly gnawing on the corpses, even tearing out their intestines, and some are sniffing their noses hurriedly, as if looking for something, Ryan held his breath, Move towards the weapon shop bit by bit, lest one accidentally startle the zombies.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Several consecutive gunshots came from the center of the city, and all the zombies suddenly looked up at the sound as if they were remotely controlled by a machine. After a while, these zombies swayed slowly. Tun Tun left the spot and walked towards the place where the sound was made just now.

Don't miss this opportunity!The door of the weapon shop was open, and Ryan carefully entered the door with a flashlight in one hand. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a burst of blue light showing off in the dark night, with the cold sound of "噗" made by the cold weapon , roaring towards his neck.

Reflexively, Ryan raised the wrench in his hand, tilted his body, barely blocked the attack, the wrench collided with the blue light and made a sound of metal hitting, there is someone here!

The people hiding here saw that they missed a hit, so they raised their feet and kicked Ryan, who was about to explain. Ryan was unprepared, and he was kicked to the ground by him, and he couldn't help shouting: "Hey! I'm alive! people!"

The person hiding in the dark suddenly jumped up on him, and touched his neck with a cold and sharp thing. He lowered his head and sniffed Ryan's neck, and whispered, "A living person?" The thing on it has a clear curve, it should be a Japanese knife, and this man has strong hands and extremely low body temperature. If he can't talk, he would have thought it was a zombie. Ryan fumbled for a long time, and took the flashlight that was left on the ground just now. Get up, shine a flashlight on your face: "Yes, I am human, look."

The person on the body didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he got up and left, carefully closed the iron gate of the weapon shop, and then closed the wooden door inside, and then turned on the light.

The glare of the light made Ryan get used to it for a while. The man shook the Japanese sword in his hand, stood straight and put the knife against his neck, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Ryan squinted his eyes and saw that the one who made him deflate just now was a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, but this boy was very beautiful, with blond curly hair, beautiful blue eyes, very long gray eyelashes, and a tall nose. With a small mouth and sharp cheeks, he looks as cute as a doll, but his face is very pale, his eyes are blue and purple, he seems to have not slept well, and his lips are also blue, as if he has some disease.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the boy symbolically pressed down the Japanese sword in his hand, asked the second time indifferently, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Ryan swallowed a mouthful of spit. From his point of view, the boy was wearing a clean white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a large chest and a beautifully shaped collarbone. This... If you are gay, It's so tempting.He smiled mischievously, pushed the sharp Japanese knife on his neck outward, and said in a low voice, "I'm Ryan, a survivor, child, where are your parents?"

The young man was slightly startled, and there was a kind of enthusiasm in his eyes, but it just passed by, Ryan thought it was an illusion, the young man leaned down, pulled Ryan up, and introduced himself: "My name is Ann. Andre."

Andre...Russian name, Ryan's professional sensitivity has committed another crime. I always feel that this kid... is so young and has good skills. Is he a spy sent by Russia?Andre seemed to know what Ryan was thinking. He retracted the Japanese sword in his hand and said in a blunt tone: "When I was born, "War and Peace" was playing on TV."

Andre doesn't seem to like talking very much. Ryan is naughty. When people in their late thirties see such a cold person, they like to tease them very much. Seeing the young boy calm and not saying anything, he changed the subject : "Why are you here alone?"

Andre smiled with his lips curled up when he heard this sentence, as if recalling something, he looked straight at Ryan with a deep joy in his expression: "I'm waiting for someone."

waiting for someone?Waiting for someone in this zombie-ridden place?He must be waiting for a woman. For a moment, Ryan felt that he was that person. He shrugged his shoulders and picked up a handful of the latest model GLOCK19 on the counter without asking: "Okay, then you should be careful, I I have to go, I am going to a place now, my fathers have been kidnapped, I want to find out who is behind this."

Andre's expression changed slightly, his indifferent attitude changed, and he asked in surprise, "Your fathers...?"

Ryan smiled, took out another Desert Eagle, shook his head and put it down, picked up a Mauser made in Germany, compared it, and then admitted generously: "Yes, they are gay. Man, lived for nearly 30 years."

Andre smiled when he heard this, and his blue lips curled into an arc: "Their relationship is really good." Ryan shrugged, and continued to disclose the news of his family without much mind: "Okay Is it? I didn't see it at all, the two often quarreled, played and ran away from home at every turn, once my father Wen... ran to the South Pole in anger."

Andre smiled, and didn't continue to talk, and Ryan didn't continue to talk, but carefully checked the weapons in the counter. This small arms store is quite complete, from rockets to antiques There are all kinds of muskets for collection. He took a look, and then picked up an MP5 submachine gun and hung it around his neck.

Andre watched him put the equipment on his body one by one, and after a long silence, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Ryan loaded the GLOCK in his hand and grinned: "I'm going to my company to check, maybe I can find out who the bastard kidnapped my father."

Andre lowered his eyes and thought for a while, the calculating light flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "I'll go with you too."

Ryan originally didn't want the boy to follow him. After all, the CIA has internal regulations that don't allow strangers to enter or leave. But think about it, now that Los Angeles has become a dead city, Andre's skills may be better than him, and maybe he can help. I agreed.

After dawn, the two officially set off.

Los Angeles was still extremely quiet, and it was extremely hot on this day. Ryan felt the heat explode just after walking a few streets with more than 80 kilograms of equipment on his back. The white shirt, that kind of feeling is comparable to "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon".

The two walked quietly in the deserted residential area, but not a single zombie appeared.

Strange, really strange.

Ryan felt that something was wrong, and kept turning his head to check if there were any unknown objects appearing around, buzzing, buzzing... The sound of flapping wings was from far to near, and when he looked up, there were thousands of white birds hovering around. Pigeons, these pigeons uttered a zombie-like "Kara-Kara" cry, their supposedly black pupils turned into a strange crimson, and thousands of eyes stared at the two of them.

There is something wrong with these pigeons!Ryan's pupils shrank. It was obvious that these pigeons had turned into zombies. He raised his submachine gun and shot a shuttle, then pulled Andre and ran away.

Zombie pigeons also swooped over like small fighter jets. The two were chased by these pigeons in a panic. Ryan could feel that the pigeons had opened their mouths behind their ears and were about to bite them down...

"Quick! Diving!" The two jumped over several fences and saw a swimming pool in front of them. Ryan had an idea, roared, and pulled him into the swimming pool together.

Fortunately, these zombie pigeons don't know how to use water, and they seemed to be unwilling to click a few times, hovering above and never leaving.Andre didn't seem to know how to swim, and after three seconds of soaking underwater, he was eager to swim up.

This is not to die!Ryan pulled him anxiously, without thinking about anything, put his arm around his neck, aimed at the young man's blue lips, and kissed him.

The period of breathing seemed to be very long, and the young man's lips were very soft. When he saw Ryan doing this, he stared at him. When the pigeons on the water were gone, Ryan took him to attach himself. water surface.

The young man seemed to be choked up, and the veins protruding from the suffocation could still be seen in the corners of his eyes. For a moment, his appearance looked like a zombie. Ryan quickly hugged the young man tightly, and patted his face comfortingly. Back, looking at Andre's frightened and pale face, he comforted softly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Andre coughed several times, did not speak, looked at the direction the pigeon was flying away, quietly hugged Ryan back, just looked at him suspiciously with big blue eyes, and finally spit out a sentence: " You are responsible to me."

responsible?

When Ryan heard it, he burst out laughing, and Andre looked at him quietly, and emphasized again: "You have to be responsible to me, this is my first kiss."

Ryan laughed even harder, but when he wanted to say something, he suddenly felt that his old face was blushing, so he thumped the young man's shoulder: "Let's go, the clothes are wet, let's talk when they dry." He turned and walked forward.

The boy didn't immediately follow up, but gave a slight smirk when he heard this sentence, as if he knew everything about it well.

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The CIA branch where Ryan works is located in the News Building at 85 Victoria Street. The building has ten floors in total. It is an energy import and export company to the outside world, but the six floors underground are the headquarters of the CIA. In an hour, he walked to the entrance of the building very smoothly.

"Are you ready? There may be a lot of things inside." Ryan filled the magazine and asked Andre pretending to be relaxed. The boy nodded slightly and pulled out the Japanese sword in his hand.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......" the two of them had just entered the door, and they were greeted with a roaring roar. Suddenly, a bear-like zombie appeared in front of them. Dazuo, a mechanical sound sounded from the ground. Ryan turned his head and saw that the gate had lowered the titanium alloy iron bars, and quickly locked the gate. Obviously, it was impossible to go out any more.

Grass!Ryan roared unconsciously in his heart: What the hell is going on!

"Oooooooooo..."

It seems that it is no longer possible to go back, but if you want to move forward, you must kill the zombie monster in front of you.

"Andre...Little..." Ryan was about to turn around and tell him, but found that the boy had disappeared.

20. City of Angels...

SHIT!Ryan belatedly discovered that all this seemed to be a trap.

The timing and location of the appearance of the boy named Andre and now I always feel suspicious. How could I be so stupid to let him follow?Could it be some conspiracy?

But now he is not allowed to think too much, the bear zombie walked towards him stiffly, step by step, with stinky mucus dripping from its mouth, opened its bloody mouth, and slapped him on the head with its sharp front paws. Turning around to dodge, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow, the big claws slammed a big hole in the light gray marble.

Jesus is amazing!There are no such zombies in the Resident Evil game!Ryan rolled on the spot, raised his MP5 and shot the bear zombie in the head.

"Aw!" I didn't expect the bear zombie's skin to be rough and fleshy, and the bullets would fly away. Is this guy's skin an armored vehicle?He could only dodge the Grief Soul Bear's claw sensitively while looking for its weak point.

The bear zombie was enraged by him, roaring loudly, Ryan hid himself under a marble pillar, quietly pulled out an antique grenade used in the Vietnam War, and threw it out at the right time.

"Coax..." The power of the grenade is very powerful, and the sound he made was even louder than he expected. Ryan shook his head, feeling a little blindfolded. After his eardrums returned to normal, he didn't dare to fight, turned around and ran up the fire stairs , closed the door firmly.

The bear zombie kept roaring at the other end of the door. Ryan didn't dare to stay. He took three steps and two steps to the third basement floor. After entering his fingerprints and irises, he entered the CIA's Los Angeles branch.

The CIA branch needs to walk through a long corridor, which is filled with various testing equipment, fearing that the entrants themselves are pretending to come.

"Identity confirmation, welcome to agent Ryan Wenjun." A mechanical female voice sounded, and Ryan stood at the door with a wry smile. Los Angeles has become a city of zombies, and I don't know...

"Ka Ka Ka Ka..." The standard zombie voice sounded, and before Ryan could think, a zombie rushed out of the half-opened door just now, and Ryan picked up his gun and shot at it, but he didn't know that there was a strong wind behind him, and he had no time Turning around, I felt something biting its calf severely.

He clearly heard the sound of his own flesh and blood being torn apart, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a white zombie cat. Ryan kicked the zombie cat away, and took a few more shots. Seeing that the zombies didn't move, he endured it. Ju Pain carefully inspected each department and office, and sat down on his desk after confirming that there were no zombies.

Hiss...Ryan took out a small medical kit, rolled up his trouser legs and wanted to treat the wound, but he was startled when he saw it—what kind of wound is there?

It's really strange, Ryan touched it with his hand, the feeling of tingling and bleeding in the calf just now is still there, but now when he touches it with his hand, it still hurts a little.

Could it be that he is a person with supernatural resilience?This kind of strange appearance is like being shot in the head by Bowman the day before. It is obvious that he must die, but he didn't expect to be able to survive?

It's so strange that I can't understand it.

Ryan turned on the computer, scanned his fingerprints and irises, and the computer started automatically.

After entering the exclusive password, he quickly found out that the kidnapper's phone call he received at the gas station yesterday was from inside Los Angeles. Ryan raised his eyebrows. Could it be that the kidnappers kidnapped his father and younger brother to Los Angeles?He tapped the keyboard a few more times, and soon, the location of the phone number was also found out...it turned out to be the weapon shop he used to stay in.

Ryan thumped the table hard, and he said, that boy Andre said he was waiting for someone, but he was waiting for him, and he disappeared at the gate of the CIA. There must be a conspiracy, and he was dragging him foolishly Running, and risking his life to breathe for him underwater, is he full of food?

Ryan smashed the table a few more times angrily, thinking of serious matters, he quickly picked up the landline and called home.The phone is still disconnected, but this time it is not that there is no signal, but that the communication in this band is prohibited.Ryan thought for a while, since the phone doesn't work, is it okay to go online?He quickly opened the hacking software, the satellite map and all the necessary tools for hackers, his fingers danced quickly on the keyboard, and in a short while, he invaded his network camera.

The strange thing was that his host was turned on. Ryan was so worried that his heart was pounding. Before three seconds, the video was connected.

At the other end of the computer, Jun Jingran was shirtless and wearing earphones, sitting cross-legged on a computer chair, wearing a pair of silly black-rimmed glasses, with a cigarette in his mouth, he didn't know what he was doing With an excited face, seeing Ryan's face suddenly coming out, he was stunned for a moment, then slapped the keyboard hard, and wailed: "Ryan! My dear brother! I'm playing DOTA! I'm pushing towers!"

Seeing Jun Jingran alive and kicking, Ryan let out a long sigh of relief, and finally let go of his hanging heart. He couldn't help standing up and slapping Jun Jingran's face on the computer screen viciously, English and Chinese Mixed up and scolded: "Stinky boy! Here in the United States... so what... I am so worried! You are still here to blame me for not being able to play DOTA?! Hurry up and put out the cigarette for me!" Jun Jing Then he rolled his eyes, bared his teeth at Rui En, and asked impatiently, "Why, what's the matter with you, can you call and say no? You spies dare to invade the Chinese network?"

Ryan felt that his tense nerves were finally relaxed, rubbed his temples, and planned not to care about this kid, and asked patiently: "Where is our dad? Call them quickly, I have something to do."

Jun Jingran shrugged playfully, turned his head and yelled "Dad" loudly, then hurriedly and slowly put on his slippers, and ran out of the house.

After getting angry for a while, the sound of slippers started to sound. My dad Alexander and Dad Wen seemed to have just finished taking a bath. Dad Wen had a shower cap of a big gray wolf on his head, and Dad Alexander had a popsicle in his mouth... just walked over !

Ryan felt that he had been fooled severely. Thinking of Andre's beautiful face that was a bit too much, he wanted to turn his head away.What is he going to do?What conspiracy?What is he drawing?

Ryan felt as if he had fallen into a strange circle. He stabilized his mind and quickly told what happened in Los Angeles and the phone calls he received. Father Wen on the side was still brushing his rock punk hairstyle leisurely at the beginning. With long hair, when he heard that a boy named Andre had appeared, Dad Wen looked at Alexander and Jun Jingran with sharp eyes: "Go out and wait, I have something to say to Ryan. "

After Father Alexander and Jun Jingran walked out of the door, Father Wen sat down slowly, threw his wet long hair behind him, and scared Ryan half to death with his first sentence: "To be honest, your father and I not human."

This... This sentence is really very abrupt, he thought for a long time in his heart whether the profound Chinese language has a second meaning, and finally asked hesitantly: "Father, why are you not a human being, you are a good person. "

Father Wen sighed, and pointed to his pale face: "Did you never doubt that your father and I haven't aged in the past 20 years?" Ryan quickly shook his head: "That's because you took good care of it!"

"Go! Don't call me haha, I'm actually a dead person." "Huh?" How is this possible?Can the dead still speak?

Next, Father Wen will tell the story. In fact, this matter is very simple: My father Wen is a zombie born and raised in China. It seems to have a history of thousands of years. Father Alexander is a Chinese-American mixed race. Father, when I came to China to look for my grandfather Jun Yiwen, I happened to run into Father Wen who was nailed under the bed by a Maoshan Taoist priest. gave birth to two half-human, half-zombie children.

Ryan opened his mouth wide. He always felt that what Father Wen said was too sci-fi and he didn't know whether it was true. He stammered and asked, "I was born by a man?" Father Wen chuckled lightly and shook his head : "To be precise, you are born of a male corpse." After speaking, he looked at Ryan with sharp eyes, and repeated every word: "You have my blood in your body, I'm sure of that."

Father Wen curled his lips and smiled gently: "Did you recover very quickly after being injured?"

Ryan slumped on the chair, nodded slowly, feeling incredible, although the Chinese culture is profound and profound, but the male corpse... giving birth to a baby... is it against the sky?And I really recovered from my wounds quickly... SHIT!Could it be that he is a mutant of a human zombie?

Father Wen didn't know the change in his heart, and thought that Ryan was just frightened by the incident of the boy, and frowned: "This incident in the United States has not been reported here in China, but I would like to listen to you. Get up and do something."

"After I quarreled with Alexander that year, I went to the United States and was arrested by an American institution called Anderson Medicine. Although they didn't know that I was a zombie, they knew that I recovered very quickly and extracted a little blood from me. I suspect that the zombies this time were caused by me, and I suspect that the boy named Andre led you here with no good intentions."

ah?Can the tough father Wen be caught?

When Ryan heard this, he rubbed his temples, and just wanted to ask how he was arrested, but Father Wen immediately stood up, pointed at him and said, "I'm going to America now, remember, son, are you You won’t die, but your neck is your weakness, you must not let someone cut off your neck, you know?”

"Sorry, I already know." Andre's cold voice came from behind, Ryan froze, slowly turned his head, and asked in a low voice: "Who the hell are you? What do you...do you want to come from? What do I get?"

Andre evoked a small smile, and looked at Father Wen on the other side of the computer screen with a satisfied expression. He seemed to be expressionless, and left a sentence: "You'd better survive." Go back to the door.

Ryan raised his hand and raised the pistol, and shouted sharply: "Stop! Tell me clearly, or I will shoot!"

After hearing this sentence, the thin figure of the young man paused, but stood up instead, without moving his body, but tilted his head slightly, revealing a well-defined side face, closed his eyes and whispered: "I'm sorry, I just want to meet you in person " After finishing speaking, he reluctantly showed a smile, raised his hand and opened the door, and walked out.

Ryan regrets that he didn't learn how to communicate with people when he was a child. Now he can't understand a word the boy said. What is "meet you in person?" Did they know each other before?Is there anyone else who wants to catch him?

Ryan turned his head and saw his father Wen, who shrugged his shoulders inquiringly. Unexpectedly, Father Wen also looked bewildered, frowning and frowning: "I seem to have seen this young man named Andre in front of me." Said Then, he paused, "After I was anesthetized, I came to a huge laboratory in a trance. There were many petri dishes containing many living people. I could hear their heartbeats as if he was in it... Anderson Medicine After the company took my blood, it injected it into the skin of these people... Ryan, I have been dead for thousands of years, and my body is covered with poisonous blood. Lie was the last batch of people who received my blood, he is still alive, but I don't know, he is still human."

Ryan scratched his hair fiercely, Andre isn't human anymore? ...Indeed, the boy's abnormally pale complexion and icy skin are indeed unlike normal people...and that icy kiss.

Ryan's heart was beating very fast. Thinking about it now, that kiss really made his heart flutter. Anyway...how about going to him?Ask everything clear?

"Son, come back alive." Dad Wen told him heavily, "I won't tell your dad and Xiaoran about this, remember, you must come back... By the way, that kid named Andre, It's dangerous to be alone, don't let him go, chase him back quickly."

Ryan nodded solemnly. During this period of time, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little. He felt his eyes were a little wet. In order not to let Father Wen see his ugly face about to cry, he cut off the video connection at once, and slowly Slowly raised his hand, gently covered his lips, and then covered the screen where his family disappeared just now.

Come back alive, I swear.

Ryan turned on all the monitors in all the buildings and checked them one by one.

The building was full of zombies, and some of them were his colleagues. At this time, the zombies' eyes were floating in the aisle blankly, and they raised their noses from time to time to ask if there was a smell of living people. Andre held a knife in his hand. Putting it in his pocket, he slowly walked towards the door on the first floor.

When he passed by, all the zombies put their hands together and lowered their heads. Their stiff legs also softened, and they knelt on the ground with a thump. They didn't stand up until Andre passed by. The kneeling of the subjects.

Holy crap!When Andre walked to the gate, the bear zombie lay obediently on the ground like a little pug. Andre patted his head casually, turned around, and was never found again.

Where did he go?

When Ryan was flipping through the monitor in a hurry, a dialog box popped up on the computer desktop, indicating that an email had been received.

This email was sent by the Ministry of Defense, Ryan raised his eyebrows, read it quickly, and couldn't help but thumped the table hard.

Because of the biochemical terrorist attack on Los Angeles, the House of Representatives, Congress, and the President decided to launch a nuclear bomb in Los Angeles at the same time. This is a difficult decision for all mankind and for all Americans... BLABLABLA... The launch time is at midnight today.

wipe!Ryan looked at his watch. It was only six hours and 38 minutes. According to the power and radiation of the nuclear bomb, he had to evacuate here at least before ten o'clock in the evening, otherwise he would still be killed by the radiation after he was not killed by the nuclear bomb.

This Andre!Ryan gritted his teeth, and made a decision in an instant: No matter what Andre is, and cheated him... In short, he must find him.

After searching all the monitors again, there is still no trace of him.

Ryan even made a broadcast over the loudspeaker