I'm not really a zombie

When the man woke up, he had a splitting headache, and the pain in his body also told him that more than one rib was broken.

"Heizi, wait a minute, this rope is not easy to untie, hey, I have never seen such a difficult rope, wait a minute."

The familiar voice made the man breathe a sigh of relief. He relaxed from the tense state at the beginning, and he also saw the current situation clearly.

He was being firmly tied to a thick stone pillar. In front of him, a person was fiddling with small objects on the ground, and he could feel the pulling of the rope behind him.

"Second brother, why are you here!" the man said puzzled.

The man who was fiddling with things stood up with a worried expression on his face, "Then why are you here! Did we discuss this before departure!"

Saying that, the man called Second Brother strode away.

The man knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't have the nerve to speak out again.

"Alas, Second Brother is like this. Don't worry, Heizi. Second Brother is also very anxious knowing that you lured foreigners here without authorization. No, we will set off as soon as you lose contact." At the end, he sighed, "Fortunately, I caught up..."

"Third Brother, I did this for everyone's benefit. Those two foreigners are not simple. One is better at tracking and anti-tracking skills than me, and the other is good at hiding traces and auras, and is extremely powerful. He broke the pillar on the ground." .”

"Yeah." The third brother replied perfunctorily, still trying to untie the rope with his hands.

"It's true!" Heizi emphasized seriously.

Just at this moment, the rope was untied, and Heizi stood up abruptly, turned around and wanted to emphasize to the third brother again the danger of the two foreigners.

"It's true." A faint voice came from not far away.

Although the voice was weak, it attracted the attention of everyone present, and they all gathered around the speaker---a wall with strange graffiti.

"Professor Ji, why are you here?" Heizi's eyes widened, "You have been in poor health, why..."

Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by the second brother.

Professor Ji has gray hair and eyebrows, a weak temperament, and a worried face, just like an old and wise man.It's just that the eyes behind the wise man's glasses are not cloudy like the old people, but flashing with pure light.

At this time, Professor Ji was outstretching his skinny right hand and touching the graffiti on the wall.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the end it was the most prestigious second brother who asked the question.

"Professor Ji, does this graffiti have any special meaning?"

Professor Ji shook his head without answering, staring at a corner of the graffiti as if thinking about something.

After a long time, Professor Ji led a few people to the familiar underground passage. There were still obvious wet marks around the passage, and the smell of gasoline could still be smelled in the air.

Professor Ji stared at the passage in a daze, as if recalling the past.

Several people looked at each other again, not understanding what Professor Ji was thinking.

They all spent several years in underground labs.The once heaven was later discovered to be a hypocritical hell, so they destroyed hell, but they paid a heavy price.

As former victims, they didn't think there was anything wrong with destroying this place, so they didn't express dissatisfaction with the traces of gasoline on the ground.

"Professor Ji..."

Professor Ji waved his hand, his eyes still staring straight at the darkness.

"We have to go down."