I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

Hearing this, Mo Jun stopped, turned to face the mysterious man, and said, "Then... do you have any good solutions?"

Mo Jun actually used the word "you" to address this man. His tone could be described as respectful, but there was a hint of fear in it.

And this man swung his feet on the ground, turned his chair, and faced Mo Jun and his men head-on. He was wearing a coat full of dried paint, and a hood woven from the faces of different people on his face. It's the paint man!

He stood up and glanced at Mo Jun's five subordinates. They saw three fourth-level new humans and two third-level new humans. Their strength was pretty good.

He shook his head and said to Mo Jun: "I don't have any good ideas, but I know that the Peace Society will not let you exist in Jiuge for too long. You should not allow others to sleep soundly beside the bed." Understand? There is one opportunity missing from the Peace Society, an opportunity to attack you. The anti-drug order is one of them, and your men killed people. Isn’t this a very good opportunity? Do you think the Peace Society will give up this opportunity? They will kill you all, and you, Mo Jun, you won’t survive either.”

Mo Jun's body was shaken, and he didn't dare to meet the paint man's eyes. He knew clearly what kind of strength this man was. He was the legendary seventh-level new human being. A few days ago, he used one finger to kill the six-level new human being. He couldn't forget the scene when he killed Arkham's cousin Adira, a new human of the sixth order. It turned out that the new human of the sixth order was like an ant in front of the new human of the seventh order!

He could only smile awkwardly and said to the paint man in a hopeful tone: "Also... please help us. If there is need, I, Shenluo, will satisfy it no matter what the price."

Mo Jun bent down, assuming an extremely humble posture, but the paint man laughed as crazy as usual, and then the words he spoke were like a sharp sword, mercilessly crushing the hope in Mo Jun's heart. .

"Hahahaha~ Do you think I will fight another seventh-level new human for your bullshit Shenluo Group? What can you give me?"

Mo Jun scolded his mother in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface. In his own eyes, the guy in front of him was more terrifying than Li Henian. Li Henian was just ruthless, but this guy was a lunatic!

Before Mo Jun could speak, fierce gunfire suddenly sounded outside. The first thought in Mo Jun's mind was that the Peace Society would take action!

As he expected, after a while, the door of the Shenluo Group's conference room was pushed open, and a formally dressed member hurriedly came in and said anxiously to Mo Jun: "The leader is not good, peace will come." Got it!"

"So soon? The Peace Conference is really a vengeance!"

Mo Jun was in a panic, while the painter man in front went to the window and looked down. The armed forces of the Shenluo Group had been mobilized, and in the firefighting area, the crackling sounds of fighting could be heard.

He smiled and seemed satisfied that his guess was verified: "It is indeed very fast. I don't have time to fight with these people."

Then he looked at Mo Jun: "Call a few good people and let's go together."

"Are we going to escape?"

Mo Jun felt a little reluctant and asked hesitantly, but the painted man showed an extremely exaggerated smile: "How can this be called an escape? I wouldn't have been in such a hurry, but these men of yours have done something bad. Forget it, kill five of them, then take the people with me and leave Jiuge."

"Kill them." Mo Jun clenched his fists, feeling a little reluctant to do so. He wanted to kill them just now just to give an explanation to the Peace Council, but if it was like what the paint man said, killing five of them would be enough. It doesn't make any sense, and what happened has already happened. Can it be undone by killing?

However, the paint man didn't give him any face, and his face immediately turned gloomy: "What? You want to resist me?"

The paint man's words immediately woke up Mo Jun. He shook his head quickly. He didn't dare to show his resistance to the paint man. He had seen the terror of this guy with his own eyes.

The paint man tilted his head and said, "In that case, let's go."

"yes!"

Nodding, the big drug lord in the past seemed to be everywhere now. He connected several senior executives of the Shenluo Group and followed the paint man out of the conference room and walked downstairs.

However, compared to the nervousness of Mo Jun and his group, the paint man was strolling around as if he was not in the same world at all.

After going downstairs, the sound of gunfire in the distance became louder and louder. He didn't know what was going on on the other side of the battlefield, but Mo Jun refused any information now. He had no control over the success or failure of the Shenluo Group.

The paint man looked around, calculated the direction closest to the corpse-proof wall, and said, "Let's go over there."

"Where are we going from here?" Mo Jun asked.

"Go to China." The paint man looked at the north of China, his expression normal as never before. No one knew what he was thinking. After being silent for a while, he took a step forward, and the people behind him followed closely.

However, his indifference did not make their group's plan go smoothly. When they left the Shenluo Group's building, a large group of zombie beasts waving their wings appeared in the sky. Each zombie beast stood wearing a Soldier in exoskeleton suit.

The painted man squinted his eyes at the human-covered man.

"The Knights of the Dead of the Peace Society."

He could tell what it was at a glance. With the astonishing eyesight of the first- and seventh-level new humans, he could naturally tell at a glance that a soldier was taking out a communicator and saying something on the back of a zombie beast stopped in mid-air.

The paint man was not stupid. Of course he could guess that the soldier was reporting the situation, and the other undead knights were also looking here. Obviously, his group had been discovered.

"Knock them down."

Mo Jun nodded, looked at the strong men next to him, and then stretched out his hand to a car next to him. The huge strength allowed him to easily lift a car with one hand.

Mo Jun roared, and a truck was thrown from his hands, drawing a parabola in the air and hitting the place where the undead knights gathered most densely.

The power of the sixth-level new humans was too great. Even the undead knights in mid-air did not react to the explosion. In a short time, several undead knights and the zombie beasts under them were smashed until their eyes were filled with stars.

"Vice President, Mo Jun is out and they are heading towards Area E."

"How many people are there?"

"Fourteen."

"Try to stop them, notify them, and send people to block them. Mo Jun must be left behind."

"yes."

After disconnecting the communicator, the soldier who was talking nodded to the comrade next to him, then pulled the reins, and hundreds of zombie beasts roared, their wings shook, and they dived towards Mo Jun and his party.