Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 1 Resurrection
Hong Kong Island, Castle Peak Road.

On the muddy trail below the Qinglongtou road near the sea, lights from the car suddenly pierced through the misty night of the drizzle.

The engine roared, and a second-hand black big-haired sedan swayed through the dirt road to a dilapidated freight warehouse shaded by trees and weeds.

With a sturdy "Dakouwei" in a ponytail behind his head, he pushed open the door and got out of the car. He touched the crotch of his trousers, which was a little tight after sitting in the car for a long time. He looked at the freight warehouse in front of the car and spit. "This place is far enough, Fei Zaidong, you are keeping people here?"

Known as "Fei Zai Dong" is a young man with round inch short hair, wearing baggy short sleeves, with a dignified expression:
"Yes, Brother Wei. It took me and Long Zai less than half a day to find someone. If you don't make any public noises, I'll get someone here. It's close to the Marine Police Center, so we can hide people here. No one could have imagined..."

"You're such a brain eater, and you're a fart fly boy, go to start a company."

Dakouwei sneered and waved his hand, "Take me to see people first. I've been hiding in the street for several days, making me angry. When things are done, you will officially follow me later."

"Thank you Wei Ge..."

Fei Zidong laughed a few times, raised his hand and shouted to another sturdy young man who got down from the back seat: "Long Zi, hurry up and open the door! After this is done, we will follow Wei Ge in the future."

"hold head high--"

The sturdy young man wore a dirty vest and seemed a little stiff. He raised his chin in response, took out the key from his trouser pocket, and walked silently to the warehouse door.

bang-

The iron gate of the warehouse opened, and a pungent odor mixed with stale, bloody, and rust in the dark warehouse rushed straight to the nose and mouth.

"Shit pit wow, so stinky!"

Dakouwei hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, took two steps back, took out a pack of red Marlboros from his pocket, and took a stick.Taking a deep breath, seeing Fei Zaidong staring at him, he casually threw the Hong Wan in his hand to the other party.

"Thank you brother!"

Fei Zaidong fanned the air in front of him, took Hong Wan with a smile, took one from the cigarette case, lit it together, and smoked it beautifully.

Only the sturdy young man named Long Zai was unaware of the stench in the warehouse, so he walked straight into the warehouse and turned on the lights.

"East, open." Long Tsai's gruff voice sounded.

"Wei Ge, people are inside."

With a cigarette in his right hand, Fei Zaidong emphasized again, "As soon as we received your news, Long Zai and I found someone in only half a day."

"It's sharp, people who can't find several words have fallen into your hands, Fei Zaidong."

Dakouwei flicked the ash and patted Fei Zaidong on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Sprinkle water, this kid hit my hand too."

A few people entered the warehouse while they were talking. In the warehouse, three energy-saving lamp sticks hanging in the air suddenly lit up, and the white light illuminated the small space extremely clearly.

The whole warehouse was piled up in a mess with some wooden boxes and scrap iron, apparently abandoned for a long time.

There are still several such warehouses around, most of which are left over from smuggling goods by sampan ships decades ago, and no one cares them now.

An old three-blade ceiling fan above the middle of the warehouse creaked slowly.

On the dirty and smelly concrete floor below the ceiling fan is an iron cage for keeping large pets. Inside the cage is a dirty figure.

Fei Zaidong walked to the iron cage, kicked the iron cage, and shouted fiercely, "Mullet boy, look who's here?"

However, the man in the iron cage was lying on the ground, as if dead, with no response.

"Fei Zaidong, I asked you to find someone. Don't kill me. My boss has something to ask him."

Dakouwei held the cigarette in his hand and pointed to Fei Zidong, his tone was a little unkind.

"No, Wei Ge, we were still alive before we left. Take your old mother mullet..."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Fei Zaidong kicked the iron cage again. The loud crash echoed in the warehouse. Perhaps the figures in the iron cage remained motionless.

With a snap, Dakouwei slapped Fei Zaidong on the back of the head, "Get me out soon, pick me! My boss slaps me, I want to live."

"It's definitely alive, it's definitely alive." The cigarette Fei Zaidong was holding in his mouth was shot away by Dakouwei. He didn't dare to shout, but just shrank his neck and greeted the sturdy young man next to him, "Longzi, Come and give me a hand and get people out."

"Oh." The sturdy Long Zai raised his head and glanced at Da Kou Wei, then walked to Fei Zai Dong, opened the iron cage door together, and dragged the people inside out.

As soon as the person came out, the stench mixed with various flavors became more and more intoxicating. Fei Zidong just glanced at it, and his face changed greatly. He couldn't help but take two steps back and muttered: "Really, really dead?!"

Lying on the ground was a young man in his 20s, with messy yellow hair sticking to his scalp, his face was blue, and his lips were black and purple. He lay there like a pool of rotten meat, without any movement.

Dakouwei threw away the half-smoked cigarette in his hand and stepped forward to the young man on the ground.

"Dead, Wei Ge, we have killed people."

Fei Zaidong stood a few meters away, watching Da Kou Wei's pulse-feeling movements, he was completely panicked.

He glanced at the sturdy Long Zi beside him again, and suddenly jumped up, punching and kicking Long Zi, "Long Zi, you bastard, I told you not to hit people, you killed people."

"I don't!"

The tall dragon boy held his head and didn't fight back, just answered in a loud voice.

"enough!"

With a loud roar, he stood up from the ground with a livid look, and glared at Fei Zidong fiercely.

Fei Zidong was silent for a while, and his voice trembled slightly: "Heaven... Brother Wei, what should I do if someone dies?"

"You two did it, it's none of my business!"

Dakouwei cursed unceremoniously, glanced at the panicked Fei Zaidong and the wood-like Long Zai, and became extremely irritable, "The boss asked me to shave people, because I want to ask from this Pujie... Mom Yes, what are you still doing, if you don’t want to run away, then hurry up and destroy the corpses, and use me to teach you!”

"Yes, yes, destroy the corpse."

Fei Zidong was scolded by Dakouwei like this, and he immediately became enlightened, "Let's sink the body into the sea, this way..."

"No." Dakouwei interrupted before Fei Zaidong finished speaking, "This place is too close to the Marine Police Center, and the Shenhai Sea is not safe. Maybe it will surface at some time. Besides, if you go to the beach at this time, If you get hit by the water police, that's really the end."

Fei Zaidong forced a smile on his pale face, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Yes, or Wei Ge, you are thoughtful."

Dakouwei raised his head, glanced around the warehouse, and saw a few farm implements such as shovels and hoes thrown in the corner, "Go out to find a piece of land, we dig a hole and bury people, and this thing will rot in the future. in stomach……"

Kaka-

At this moment, a very sudden sound suddenly sounded.

"Ah?! Mullet, Mullet moved. Wei Ge, Mullet moved."

Standing not far from the iron cage, Fei Zidong jumped three feet high, almost like a cat whose tail was stepped on, exaggeratingly pointed at the corpse of the yellow-haired youth on the ground, and screamed in horror.

"Pick, move your mother..."

Dakouwei was taken aback by Fei Zidong's action, and was about to start cursing, when suddenly he felt something touched his feet. In an instant, Dakouwei only felt a chill rise from his tailbone to the back of his head, and he slammed. Jumped back several meters.

Kaka-

Kaka-

There were two more small crackles.

I saw the corpse of the "mullet" on the ground, twitching strangely.

Then, the joints of the corpse showed a twisted and stiff state, like a puppet in a puppet show, and stood up swayingly.

"Zombie... Zombie..."

Fei Zidong's teeth chattered, his face full of fear, he turned around and ran out, but probably because he was too flustered, he was accidentally touched by a broken bench and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Adong, you fell."

Seeing Fei Zaidong falling down, Long Zai, who was stunned, hurried over and stretched out his hand to help Fei Zaidong up.

From beginning to end, it seemed that he didn't have much reaction to the corpse that suddenly stood up.

"Long Zi, you are such an idiot!"

Fei Zaidong saw Long Zai's stupid appearance, and hurriedly pulled the other's arm, "Let's run."

"Don't run."

Dakouwei shouted suddenly, stopped Fei Zidong who wanted to escape, and turned his head to stare at the corpse of the mullet who stood up, his expression changing, "mullet, who is your mother's human? ghost?"

In the past few years, major film companies have been following the trend of making fantasy films and zombie films every day. Dakouwei and many martial artists who play zombies have not been drinking and splitting friends once or twice. I don't believe this thing at all.

The "mullet boy" who stood up from the ground did not respond at all to the shouting of the big mouth.

He drooped his head, his eyes were tightly closed under his messy hair, his hands, feet, shoulders, and body were like puppets, lifted up by the thread, and moved with a bang.

The scene was so weird.

"Fei Zaidong, you go up and have a look."

Although Dakouwei didn't believe that "mullet boy" had become a zombie, he couldn't help but feel a little drummed in his heart.

He had personally inspected the body of the mullet before, not only the pulse and breathing were gone, but the skin was cold.

"Brother Wei, I am me, my legs are weak..."

Fei Zaidong, who had half of his body on Long Zai's body, turned pale when he heard that he was put on him, and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"I'm afraid, how can it be so easy to become a zombie, at most it's just cheating."

Dakouwei scolded, seeing that Fei Zaidong was useless in the street, and his eyes fell on the mullet standing in front of him again.

Dakouwei doesn't believe that the mullet has turned into a zombie, but if it's just a corpse, he thinks it's possible.

Having dealt with Wu Xing, the director who made spiritual films, Dakouwei heard from a screenwriter named "A Hua" that zombies are the accumulation of grievances. , become zombies after death.The zombie's body is rigid, with black and sharp nails and sharp canine teeth

The mullet was neither poisoned nor buried, obviously not a zombie, but it is very possible to deceive the corpse.

When a person dies, sometimes there is still a breath left in their chest. If they are hit by something, they will be falsely resurrected. This is corpse fraud.

However, the corpse relies on the breath that remains, and can't survive, and when the breath runs out, he will die completely.

Dakouwei pondered, the "mullet" in front of him should be this way.

"Choose, just try what the hell you are."

Dakouwei gritted his teeth fiercely, glanced left and right, grabbed a wooden stick of about two meters that was often used above the container, and walked cautiously to the "mullet boy" who was standing in the same place, swaying like a scarecrow.

drink!
With a loud shout, Dakouwei suddenly raised the square wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it down on the head of the "mullet".

With a click, the square wooden stick smashed hard on the forehead of the mullet, breaking into two pieces.

It's just that the mullet didn't move at all, didn't cry in pain, and there was no blood flowing out of his forehead, so he just stood there in a daze.

Dakouwei looked at the strange scene in front of him and couldn't help swallowing.

But at this moment-

The corpse-like "mullet boy" didn't move, and suddenly his left foot flew out from the spot, kicked it up to the sky, and kicked Dakouwei's chin ruthlessly.

This foot movement is lightning fast, without the slightest warning, and the power is amazing.

There was a crackling sound, and Dakouwei's head was twisted strangely backwards, and the whole person was kicked upside down and flew out.

"Brother Wei?!!"

Seeing this scene, Fei Zidong's eyes were about to fall out, and he cried out.

However, when he fell to the ground, his jaw shattered, blood gushed from his nose and mouth, his entire neck bone was broken, his twisted body twitched a few times, and there was no sound.

"Ah!!! Dragon boy, run, run!"

Fei Zidong glanced at the mullet who was standing in the same place again, turned around and pulled the dumb dragon's arm and ran out of the warehouse.

Although he has never worshipped the hall, he can be famous in Tuen Mun. He learned a little bit of boxing at a Baihe Boxing Gym when he was young.

Ordinary people do not move like this, and start to exert force on the spot. Unless it is a trainer or the ligaments are pulled, it is difficult to be higher than the shoulders, and the strength will not be too terrifying.

They imprisoned the mullet for several days, tortured and beat them, the other party knew exactly what kind of bird they were, and it was impossible for them to be so powerful.

But the strength of the mullet just now was so terrifying that it not only shattered Dakouwei's chin, but also broke his neck bone.

The head was beaten without bleeding, and Dakouwei was kicked to death with his eyes closed.

This... this mullet is definitely not human!
The silly Long Zai glanced at the anxious Fei Zaidong in a daze, then glanced at the "corpse" who should have been beaten to death and stood up again, suddenly nodded, grabbed Fei Zaidong, and ran out. .

Outside the warehouse, the roar of the engine of the Daihatsu car sounded, and gradually faded away.

And the "living corpse" standing in the same place still did not move.

It was only gradually that his pale, paper-like face began to turn a bit ruddy, and there were traces of red blood oozing from the hair on his forehead.

"call--"

After a long time, a long exhalation sound was spit out from the mouth of the "living corpse", and a hoarse voice sounded in the dirty and smelly abandoned warehouse.

"Finally... at... come back to life."

(End of this chapter)