Returning from the low-magic world, do artificial intelligence first.

Chapter 443 Breeding - Open

In the previous zombie incidents around the world, apart from the worst-hit neon, Damei followed closely.

This is also their 'confidence' in this hearing.

For the beautiful elite, the lives of people at the bottom are just a number, and it is a good entry point to make good use of so many people who have died.

Arousing empathy can take a bite of meat.

But no matter how it is a number, after going through a wave at the beginning, everything that should be prepared is now ready.

The follow-up defense is still obviously more experienced, and the reaction speed is faster.

What's more, the incident took place in New York, and it wasn't a slum.

After getting help from the police officers who arrived first, a large number of police forces were immediately dispatched.

Helicopters were even dispatched at night.

The roar of the propellers is combined with the powerful searchlights.

It made the nearby residents feel a burst of panic.

It seems that something big happened!

It was just an ordinary shooting, and it was normal for someone to call the police, but they didn't take it seriously.

Now the three helicopters in the sky are constantly hovering back and forth.

Even the explosion-proof police armored vehicles came out on the ground.

The NYPD is completely different from other local agents, with rich money and excellent equipment.

And because the K virus broke out a long time ago, they also purchased a batch of weapons and equipment specifically for zombies early on.

Anyway, it was pretty good to use in the last event.

So this time, although he paid great attention to it, he didn't feel that the problem could not be solved.

It's just that the sirens on the street sounded again and again, and the helicopters came again and again, but in the end they still returned without success.

Big beautiful monitoring is not popular, so this time is really clueless.

However, the results of the blood sample test soon came out, and there was no K virus, and one of them was a dog's blood painting.

It should be made by some cult. The homeless and the dog must be more dangerous, but it is nothing serious.

There was a shooting, and a homeless man died. To put it bluntly, the severity was not as serious as the death of the dog.

At least if the animal protection organization finds out, they will definitely come out to make trouble and come to pay homage.

But people don't care...

……

Early the next morning, many supporters who came to protest came to wander around Ethan Park and Ethan Clinic.

However, some of them have heard of the movement here last night.

"It seems that many agents came here last night. Do you think they came to destroy the evidence?"

"It must be so! I heard that a homeless man and a poor dog are missing. Although the dog is very poor, it will not cause such a big commotion."

"Yes, I must use this as an excuse to come and destroy the evidence!"

"There may even have been a zombie infection."

"That's right, it was terrible last time. There was one downstairs in my house. After being shot to death, blood was splashed all over the ground. The blood of these zombies is not coagulated."

"The body is still alive, for sure, it's still a bit different from the movie..."

"..."

The protesters who gathered in the park started to gossip about this matter constantly at this time, feeling more and more that it was a conspiracy...

Rio, a mixed-race black man who was also a supporter of that candidate, also attended the protest.

But to say how fanatical and supportive he is, that's about it.

I will follow along, the most important thing is to see if there will be any bargains.

In case the crowd gets excited, maybe they can try to attack some nearby places that they usually dare not come to.

This is a bustling area in New York, and there are many luxury stores nearby.

Anyway, as long as there is such an activity, he will participate in it. Occasionally, someone will give money, and if no one gives money, he can find a way to make money by himself, which can be regarded as his profession.

However, this kind of protest itself is very exhausting. After all, it takes a long time to stay. After chatting with the nearby companions about what happened last night, a few bottles of water also made him feel his bladder full.

"Go ahead, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Just find a place to solve it. I've been there before, and the toilets here have been waiting in line for a long time these days."

Another pure black brother said indifferently.

Because there are too many people nearby recently, it has caused tension in the toilet.

Anyway, it is commonplace for them to solve things on the spot.

For example, in the New York subway, almost all stations, large and small, have their traces, just like sworn territories.

"You have to find a place with fewer people."

Of course Rio doesn't mind this kind of thing, but there are too many people, and it's not good.

"Haha, are you still afraid of being seen? Maybe you can attract some lonely companions, haha."

Amidst the jokes of his companions, Rio also laughed and cursed and quickly rushed out of the crowd.

Sure enough, there was a very long queue in front of the toilet, and many of them were women, so he didn't bother to go there and fight. He found an empty alley and walked in directly.

However, after entering, he saw a blind spot that was originally blocked by the trash can, and there was a homeless man leaning against the wall holding a dog, which almost scared him.

This man has no voice.

Fortunately, after taking a look at the other person's heaving chest, he still knew that he was not dead.

Then he took a few steps in without paying attention, and started pouring water into the corner with a relaxed face, making the watering wall squeak.

Just after his relaxed expression appeared, he noticed that the shadow on the wall in front of him had changed.

It seems that someone stood up behind, and the light source that blocked the exit cast a shadow on the wall.

the bum?
There are some guys who have a problem with their orientation, and many of these homeless people have no worries, Rio continued and said with a sneer
"Brother, I'm sorry for pouring water on your site, but you don't mind, right, haha~"

But then he found that the owner of the shadow seemed to be approaching him.

"It's better for us to keep a distance, otherwise I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding."

When he finally shook twice and was about to put away the tools, Rio also became a little alert.

But the next moment, he was completely stunned.

The head of the figure thrown on the wall seemed to be split open suddenly, and countless tentacles danced in the air for a moment.

All the shadows were reflected on the wall!

There was also a disgusting sound of puff~puff~ from behind.

The sudden change made Rio turn around with a little panic and hesitation.

It's a prank, isn't it, shadow prank.

But watching the head burst open in front, revealing the terrifying figure with countless bloody vines swinging, blocking the exit of the alley.

His whole person's emotions collapsed rapidly.

He finally knew why there was such a big fight last night.

But you didn't solve it!
This made Rio immediately collapse and scream, ready to call for help.

But just as he opened his mouth, before he could make a sound, a flesh and blood tentacle directly shot out and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tentacles with red and black pus on the surface kept pouring in, scraping off a layer of thick pus around the corners of his mouth.

Not only was the sound blocked, but the invasion and tremendous pressure on his throat made Rio roll his eyes, unable to whimper.

Then I saw that the surface of the tentacles was uneven, and something was pouring into Rio's body...

Chapter 520 Seven

Most of these activities are also very loose.

It's completely normal for people to disappear while walking, to go to the toilet, to go home for something, or to move to another place, or to be built into the wall.

There are not many people who really pay attention and care.

With so many people, it is completely normal for a few to disappear.

but……

Gradually, some bloody graffiti appeared inexplicably in some uninhabited alleys, corridors, public toilets, roofs, etc. nearby.

Some people think it doesn't matter when they see it, but some people still call the police after seeing it.

So the NYPD is also aware of the situation here.

Have protesters gone missing?

This is a big trouble!
Originally, they deployed a lot of police force nearby, but they just avoided conflicts.

It's really hard to explain what's happening now.

Maybe some people think they did it, or some forces behind it.

This also led the NYPD to deploy more police officers near the protest and begin investigating the possible cult.

It's just that the increase in the number of nearby detectives obviously caused dissatisfaction among the crowd who came here to look for 'clues' and protest.

Thinking that it was aimed at them, coupled with the fanning of the candidate on a certain special, and the inexplicably irritable atmosphere nearby, the conflicts on the scene immediately became a little sharper.

"Sure enough, there is a problem!"

"We're going to the hospital to have a look!"

"what's going on?"

"I heard that the people who marched recently disappeared! They must have done it!"

"Damn it, there really isn't a K virus in it, is there?"

"..."

Various signs and banners appeared, and collisions became more frequent.

After the glass of a luxury store was smashed, violent conflicts inevitably occurred.

The tyrannical and chaotic atmosphere began to condense, and the already impulsive crowd seemed to become even crazier.

Watching those little blacks who are afraid of chaos in the world, come out of nowhere and pour into the store for zero yuan purchases.

The NYPD agents who maintained order nearby also felt very helpless.

"Senior, just look at them like this? They are robbery!"

The police officer who first discovered the blood of the homeless man looked at the scene in front of him and complained.

The zero-yuan purchase happened right in front of them, and they just sat in the police car and watched it.

"Otherwise? Do you use your body to block or shoot?"

The old detective next to him obviously didn't feel any fuss about this kind of thing.

Now this place has attracted a lot of attention, and if one is not handled properly, it will be troublesome.

It's okay to buy for zero yuan, but if a black person dies, it will be a lot of fun, and you can't afford it.

With this introduction of Mars, the atmosphere nearby became more and more manic, and the residents living nearby also felt nervous.

It's just that in most cases, you will still focus on those luxury brands. The risk of going home is too great, and the rewards are not much. It is far better to stare at the store.

But even so, the residents living nearby and those with guns at home have begun to prepare...

"Shit, why don't these dirty bugs die!"

An old man stood at the window looking at the chaos below, holding a shotgun in his hand with an angry look on his face.

His car was trampled badly by those people, but he didn't dare to go down with a gun in this situation.

He is a middle-class man with a family background, and he never thought of going head-to-head with this group of people, it's not worthwhile.

It's been really troublesome recently, and I don't know when some kind of cult seems to have been mixed into my apartment building. Someone painted weird symbols with some blood on the roof.

It's disgusting to look at.

Later, the detectives came to investigate and said that the blood was human blood, it really deserves to die.

"what!"

The sudden scream made the old man stunned.

It's normal to scream in this chaotic scene now, it's chaotic outside.

But this voice was very close, as if it was right next door.

Like Mrs. House?
This made the old man walk towards the door with his shotgun in hand.

It should be some little thief who took advantage of the chaos and came in, it really deserves to be damned.

However, just as the old man opened the door, a strong stench came into his nostrils, including a strong sulfur smell, which made him almost retch, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

What the hell?Damn it!

When he walked out of the room and came to the corridor of the apartment, he was a little horrified to find that the walls of the corridor were filled with all kinds of bloody graffiti.

All kinds of weird symbols and patterns.

Looking at these distorted patterns, he felt dizzy, as if he couldn't figure it out.

Under this dizziness, he felt as if the surrounding scenery was gradually changing.

Distorted in the haze, just like my perspective when I was drunk.

For a while, it was this corridor full of weird symbols, and for a while, it seemed to be a cave full of magma, with countless monsters gathering, switching back and forth from time to time.

And some of those monsters seemed to be looking at him.

Filled with a kind of cruelty and bloodthirsty.

A monster that looked like a deformed bird, with a long neck and a sharp mouthpart on its head, turned its head and looked at itself.

The densely packed eyes around the mouthparts seem to be staring at him at the same time.

Then he jumped up, flapped his wings, flew up, and swooped towards him.

"Damn things!"

The old man roared angrily, regardless of hallucinations or not, he aimed directly at the trigger and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the hallucination dissipated, and he seemed to be back in the aisle again, which made him pat his head with a wry smile.

"What's the matter, those things of the cult are really evil, and they can also cause hallucinations..."

Just the next moment, the old man's expression froze, looking at the gun marks he had left on the ceiling of the corridor.

This is the right shot from his own shotgun.

But why, there will be a few huge twisted feathers falling down...

Looking at the messy feathers that fell, it seemed that they had been shot by a gun.

Well, it should be from the strange bird in my previous hallucination...

He stretched out his shoe and kicked the feather forward, and after confirming that it was real, the old man also began to tremble and reload the bullets in the shotgun in his hand.

The screaming of Mrs. House next door has stopped, and he has no intention of continuing, but slowly retreats into the house and closes the door...

Then tremblingly, he said to the bracelet on his hand

"Siri, call the police for me and tell them there are monsters and heavy firepower is needed!"

bang~
Suddenly there was a violent impact and vibration, as if the house shook, and dust fell from the ceiling.

But the anti-theft door that was just closed in front suddenly sags inward, as if it has been hit by a huge force!
bang~
The impact appeared again, causing the old man to keep retreating with his gun.

Another impact, as if a sharp claw penetrated the security door.

From the looks of it, it doesn't seem to belong to that deformed bird, but to another kind of monster!
"Siri! Be quick!"

Shotgun loaded and aimed forward.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, the window behind the old man shattered.

Countless things like plasticine palms poured in from the window, hugging him before he could react.

The palms grabbed his face and arms, binding his whole body!

Through the gap between the palms clasping the face, the eyes discovered in horror that one of the hands had the ring that Mrs. House next door used to show off.

shit...

He pulled the trigger indiscriminately, and with the sound of gunshots, the old man was hugged by countless arms and quickly escaped from the window, and flew back towards the next door...

Chapter 520 Opening

slap~
The shattering and shattering of the high-rise tempered glass caused the already commotional crowd below to pay a lot of attention.

The tempered glass falling from the sky was quite lethal, and two little blacks fell to the ground covered in blood and howled.

That is to say, it didn't hit the head, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to howl.

This made many people shout angrily.

"Someone must have done it on purpose!"

"Yes! On purpose!"

"I think it's the owner of that shop!"

"It's the owner of that store!"

"..."

As the special window-breaking hammer smashed the glass wall of the store, the angry crowd leveled the entire store.

bang~
A dead body that suddenly fell from the sky calmed down the fanatical crowd a bit.

Looking back at the shattered body that had turned into meat sauce, like a corpse wrapped in clothes, many people nearby bowed their heads and vomited.

"what happened?"

"Someone committed suicide?"

"This corpse is so weird..."

Those who are brave can see that this corpse is so strange, it feels like half of the head is missing, it doesn't look like it was broken like this.

And following the twitching of the mud-like corpse.

Everyone nearby couldn't help showing terrified expressions on their faces.

"Zombie!"

"what!"

"Help!"

"Run!"

"..."

In an instant, panic prevailed, and a trampling incident immediately appeared at the scene.

The muddy corpse on the ground just stood up with half of its head missing.

The corpse is quite weird, the part above the eyes has disappeared, the ears have become big and pointed, and the wound where the head is missing seems to have turned into a mouth.

It seems that there are no eyes that can't see, the ears are constantly twitching, and then it instantly moves to the nearest screaming woman at a speed that is extremely terrifying, far exceeding the limit of the human body.

The deformed palm pressed down on the woman's head and lifted it. With a creak, it turned 180 degrees, and the dead could not die again.

The next moment, he appeared next to another person, as if killing purely for the sake of killing...

……

Yoko, who was eating at a high-end restaurant on the third floor across the street, saw the bigger commotion outside and couldn't help but picked up her wristband and started filming

"Deserve it! Deserve it! Curse you!"

Yoko kept patting the situation outside, while cursing in a low voice.

The last time she went out as a volunteer, she encountered disgusting things from beautiful soldiers. Although Umbrella finally let out a good breath of anger, the feeling of being dependent on others still made her feel bad.

After the follow-up restoration and cleaning of the neon lights were almost done, Yoko also took advantage of the summer vacation to go out to relax.

The dorms are horrible and it's getting more and more wrong.

Sometimes when I go to the toilet, I can feel someone blowing on my neck.

Moving towels, toothbrushes, etc. made her feel even more creepy.

Some marks that I specially made have also changed obviously.

This time, there happened to be a hearing on Damei's side, so she came here to express her support.

In the end, she didn't expect this hearing to be even more annoying. She wanted to blow up New York.

Fortunately, Umbrella is tough.

But Umbrella's toughness alone is useless, and it can't solve the actual problem.

At this time, I heard that there might be a secret laboratory or something here, and Yoko also excitedly came over to investigate the clues.

But after she came here, she found that she was completely redundant, because a certain candidate on a certain day had already gathered too many people here.

So she chose a nearby hotel to stay, while observing here.

Today, I also came out to eat at the restaurant here, while observing the situation here, to see if I can record some material.

result……

There seemed to be some great commotion.

At this time, the manager of the restaurant also quickly came over and said to the guests in the restaurant

"Please rest assured that our restaurant has an excellent security system. The restaurant door has been closed now, and the riots outside will not affect this place. Our security guards are equipped with guns."

I have to say that although this high-end restaurant is not cheap, it does provide supporting services.

Security services are also one of them!

This is why in the previous zombie incident, apart from bad luck, almost no elites were affected in the follow-up.

Even if they live in the same city and the same street, they are actually in two completely different worlds.

One side is efficient, safe, and service perfect, and the other side is chaos.

Outside the scene of trampling, death, and violence, behind the wall is a scene for the rich to adjust.

Elegant music reverberates inside, and the exquisite food exudes a tempting aroma. You can enjoy the changes outside while tasting wine.

The closed restaurant door, retired special forces hired with high salaries, semi-automatic rifles and shotguns guard the door and stairs that are easy to defend and difficult to attack.

It can be said that as long as there is no heavy firepower rush, this place is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Even in the previous zombie chaos, we have not suffered the slightest impact here, and if there is a problem, NYPD will give priority to rescue us big taxpayers. They know who their parents are."

The restaurant manager's words attracted a lot of laughter, and although Yoko was also in the restaurant, she had a weird feeling.

Her family's conditions are very good, and she can be considered an elite class in Neon.

In fact, Neon's class is quite solidified, and it is even more difficult to climb up than Damei.

And has been relying on the baptism of 'blood supremacy' to make ordinary people accept this.

but……

Even if it was them, they wouldn't be so estranged like this!
At least on the bright side, Neon is very concerned about 'etiquette'!

Listening to the soothing music in her ears, Yoko couldn't help feeling absurd.

Then there seemed to be something in the manager's earphones. It should be the security personnel who closed the gate and stationed below. Because the manager's position was near Yoko, and the sound was louder, she vaguely heard what was being said.

'Manager, it seems that it is really a zombie incident. It is a bit troublesome. Now we have cut off all the entrances and exits, and hope it is not a mutated infected body. '

Really zombies!
Sure enough, there is a laboratory nearby!Umbrella's lead was right!

Because of the clues they provided, it caused the crowds gathered here, put pressure on the laboratory, and then there was a leak?
"I see, don't worry, the glass has been replaced with high-grade bulletproof glass last time, even those mutated zombies don't care, just stick to it, and then come up two to the stairs to give the guests a sense of security."

Although the manager was shocked, he calmly gave the order.

In fact, the infected bodies of those mutated zombies are like this. Although they have reached the limit of the human body, the most troublesome thing is the ability to infect. They may be able to invade the house through the window, but it is meaningless here!

Moreover, it is not sure whether it is a mutated infected body.

Now that the Internet is so developed, what's more, the scene is already in the focus area, and there are media from the candidate faction fueling the flames.

So there was an accident here, a suspected biohazard incident, which instantly detonated the world.

It's still early for Neon to finish!
There are still a large number of scrapped cars on the streets that have not been cleaned up, and the air is still filled with stench.

In the end, Damei came here again?
Aren't you still in the hearing?
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