I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

"Um...can we go?" Seeing that Abeng already knew the problem he always knew, Lao Shen asked quickly but cautiously.

Abeng glanced at them and sneered: "I promised to save your lives, but I didn't say I would let you go."

"Ah?" Their expressions suddenly turned bitter. He didn't want to stay here with this weird kid, not even a minute longer.

"Let's do this. When I find Long Yingjia, I will let you go. By the way, where do you live now? Follow me tomorrow and go to the mine hospital to look for the record sheet."

"This... okay." Lao Shen was very reluctant, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only say this.

"Also, in order to prevent you from escaping, I have to put a lock on you?"

"Lock? What kind of lock?" The two of them suddenly became alert, but the next second they were picked up by one of A Beng's hands and unable to move.

And Abeng stretched out a hand, with the palm facing up, and the flesh and blood on his wrist began to squirm. This scene was extremely strange, and the two of them opened their eyes instantly. This is not a human ability!

In just one second, two words flashed through their minds at the same time, zombie!

High-level zombies!

A zombie that can disguise itself as a human, and do it so naturally?

Only level eight zombies can do this!

Thinking of this, the two people's legs began to tremble. What they provoked turned out to be an eighth-level zombie. If they had known that there were eighth-level zombies in Yunxia Base pretending to be humans and living a life like humans, they would never have come to Wanhe Third District. The Matsusaka Bureau is here to have fun, and maybe even Unkyo Base is afraid to come in. Just thinking about it makes people’s hair stand on end!

"Don't be surprised, I'm not the only one in this Yunxia base!" Abeng seemed to know what the two of them were thinking, and he smiled. At this time, the flesh and blood on his palm finally condensed, and two dark red irregular flesh The ball appeared in front of the two of them, and before they could react, A-Beng raised his hand, and two extremely disgusting-looking meatballs were stuffed into their throats.

The two wanted to spit it out, but as soon as the meat ball entered their mouths, they felt tentacles growing around the meat ball, as if it was moving?

They both felt more and more frightened and wanted to say something, but now the meat ball seemed to have penetrated into the trachea and blocked their throats, making them unable to say a word!

Finally, the feeling of a foreign body stuck in their necks disappeared, and they didn't know where the meat ball had gone to their bodies.

Just listen to Abeng say:

"Very good. Now, you are my slaves. Don't be discouraged. This is much better than him becoming me. By the way, I also want to remind you that if you run away, no matter where you go, I will stop you." The meat ball that enters your mouth will explode and turn you two into zombies!"

The two shuddered and looked at each other, their expressions even more crying.

What can they say now? Dare not say anything.

They could only nod and admit their current situation. Nothing could be more unlucky than this. Living is better than dead. Who told them not to have eyes to provoke an eighth-level zombie disguised as a human?

"Okay, that's it. If you find that Long Yingjia, I'll let you go, and don't look at me with this expression. Although I am a zombie, I am still very reasonable, so you don't have to worry too much. There are already clues about the matter, and I believe it won’t take too long to find the person I’m looking for.”

"Yes Yes."

"Yes, yes, you are right!" The two of them did not dare to refute, so they could only agree with Abeng's words.

"What are your two names?"

"My name is Zheng Minghui."

"I am...my name is Shen Mingke."

"Take me to where you live."

"well."

Zheng Minghui and the other two nodded quickly, led Abeng out of the restaurant, and walked towards the outside of Wanhe Third District.

They live in Xia E37 District, which is not too far from Wanhe District 3. It is about four or five kilometers away. However, with their foot strength, this distance did not waste much time. Abeng moved at a slow pace. It only took about three minutes for Abeng to arrive at the residence where the two of them were staying.

After all, he is also a sixth-order new human being. Although it is nothing to a being of his level, for those middle-class and lower-class residents, the sixth-order new human being is a real strong person, so the place where the two of them live does not count. It is a two-story single-family villa in Shanxi. According to what the two said, they also bought several foreign slaves, including black, white and Latin people.

As soon as he entered the villa, Abeng sat down on the sofa as if he had returned to his own home. On the contrary, Zheng Minghui and Shen Mingke, who were supposed to be the hosts, seemed to be poor relatives who came to seek refuge, giving people a very reserved look. Feel.

The white slave on the side was very discerning and did not need the two to remind him. He was the first to react and poured a strange blue drink for A Beng. It was also the first time for A Beng to see this thing and he took a sip. If you don't taste what it is, there will be no follow-up.

Maybe they found clues to find Long Yingjia. Abeng and his we rarely relaxed for a while. He even changed out of his dirty clothes and wore exquisite clothes in their residence. Early the next morning, Abeng woke up the two of them and walked towards Hua B21 area.

However, when they passed a certain shanty town, Abeng couldn't help but hesitate for a while, and felt a little cold.

"Uncle? What's wrong with you?" Shen Mingke didn't know what was going on. He scratched his head and looked towards where Abeng was looking. There, there was a strong man with particularly strange facial features walking across the road with dozens of people. , Abeng's eyes met with his, and the strong man nodded. They knew each other, but neither one spoke.

However, in front of the big man on the grassland, there was a thin man with a slightly pale face kneeling on the ground, seeming to be begging for something. As soon as the big man on the grassland walked in front of him, he roared: "Where is Yajin as promised? What? ? Not even today?"

"Brother Jin, please give me a little more time. The time is really too short. I can't raise it all. Three days! Give me three more days. Once those three days are up, I will definitely pay back the money I owe you!"

"I don't care so much. I said, if you don't come back today, I will break one of your legs! Do it!"

The strong man didn't give any face. He waved his hand and the men behind him swarmed up. The iron rod in his hand fell and forcefully smashed the thin man's leg outwards. The door of the house behind him was opened a gap. A beautiful eye looked at the thin man worriedly.

But when that eye caught sight of Abeng, it changed instantly.

The worry disappeared and became particularly threatening. He looked at Abeng, and even though he didn't speak, he seemed to say: "Boy, you're done!"