I am your natural enemy

An ordinary private car was driving on the streets of Decheng in the early morning. Mo Zhicheng was sitting in the passenger seat. The phone rang. He opened the passenger glove box and took out the phone from inside.

"Boss, I can't stand it anymore. Your location has probably been locked. You will be discovered in five minutes at most."

"Is it over there?"

"It's just finished and they are preparing to send the rice dumplings back."

"Where's the stuff?"

"The things were not taken back to the funeral parlor. According to regulations, they will be taken back to the Lieyang Department for sealing."

"Okay, let's follow the backup plan."

Mo Zhicheng threw the phone back into the glove box and pushed up his glasses. Things were a little different from what he expected.

In addition to the fact that he inexplicably exposed part of his stuff and was targeted, he also misjudged the strength of the local Lieyang tribe.

Not underestimated, but overestimated.

Except for those who were transferred to Duanzhou, among the remaining people who guarded Weizhou, there was really no one who could carry the tripod.

They could actually make the big zongzi who had just stood up rush out, and even escape for such a long time.

Even if it's just forced suppression with a firearm, it can definitely be suppressed. He doesn't understand why it's like this.

After thinking about it, Mo Zhicheng could only come to one conclusion, even though he knew before that only Yuzhou was the strongest in Nanwu County, and the power of other states dropped off a cliff the farther they were from Yuzhou.

But even though they had made predictions, in the end they still greatly overestimated the remaining guarding force in Decheng.

The person who contributed the most today was actually just a guy who cheated money by doing things for ordinary people.

Mo Zhicheng was a little bit dumbfounded.

At this time, the mobile phone in his hand rang. He picked up the phone and heard a mocking sound from inside.

"Hey, glasses, do you need help?"

"No need." Mo Zhicheng snorted coldly.

The voice of the person opposite him suddenly became colder.

"Then you'd better not capsize in the gutter. You know how much we paid in order to fully cooperate with you.

We may be wiped out at any time now. If the rating of the Lieyang Department is improved again, we may have to meet Tuoba.

Have you forgotten what happened last time? Who among our people do you think is a match for that inhuman guy?

If you fail, you'd better survive and escape. I'm particularly interested in your brain.

Also, the people who are cooperating with us have also arrived in Nanwu County.

Oh, I'm done, feel comfortable, bye.

You don't need to speak, I don't want to be brainwashed into an idiot by you. "

A beeping sound came from the phone. Mo Zhicheng's face remained unchanged as he threw the phone away and landed it accurately under the wheels of a large cargo truck in the opposite lane.

His car stopped at a street corner. After getting out of the car, he looked around. When he saw the roof of a tall building, he smiled, nodded, and turned around to enter the building.

…

The jumping corpse was completely controlled and dragged to the funeral parlor. In the entire Xuzhou, only the luxurious furnace in Decheng Funeral Home could completely burn the jumping corpse to ashes.

"There are two luxury furnaces in Decheng Funeral Home, one is low-end and the other is high-end. The high-end furnace, plus the necessary supporting equipment, costs nearly 50 million.

After using it once, it needs maintenance and repair, refueling, and maybe replacing some parts. The cost of using it once is enough to cover my three-year salary. "

Feng Yao told Wen Yan, an employee of the funeral home, about the most valuable thing in the funeral home.

"Is it so expensive?"

"Expensive, but worth it. That high-end luxury furnace once burned a flying zombie to ashes. If you want to achieve the same effect, at least the strongest group of people under the contemporary Zhang Tianshi must be fully prepared. , it can only be done by opening a Dharma altar, but we only need to spend money to do it.”

Wen Yan thought about it and said that it was indeed worth it, because as long as you have money, you can keep copying it.

He had seen Zhang Laoxi take action before. It was clear that the force could not be compared to the bullets of a sniper rifle, but it could break through the defense of the jumping zombie. The coffin nails penetrated in, and it took a long time for the jumping zombie to squeeze out. .

But the damage caused by the sniper rifle and what seemed to be specially-made bullets can be recovered by jumping into the corpse in a few breaths.

Just as he was talking, Feng Yao heard the voice coming from the earphones, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"found it."

He looked solemn and began to operate frantically on the keyboard.

In less than ten minutes, Feng Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Caught."

One of the surveillance images on the screen was zoomed in. Several team members wearing soundproof earmuffs knocked down the unconscious Mo Zhicheng, sealed his mouth, and then tied him up.

"How to deal with this filial son?"

"I don't have to worry about how to deal with it. Professional interrogators will follow up later. The Lieyang Department has its own division of labor. My main task now is to deal with jumping corpses."

"There are still many things that I haven't figured out. If I don't understand them, I feel very unsafe. I always feel like something is wrong."

Wen Yan frowned. Ever since he heard Feng Yao say that Mo Zhicheng had the power to use words to hypnotize people or forcefully persuade them, he had been particularly puzzled.

If Mo Zhicheng knew that his father's body would be sent to the old icehouse according to procedures, then there was a prerequisite for this.

Someone can send his dad to the old icehouse.

And whether Mo Zhicheng knew it before or not, he definitely knew it now. There was someone in Decheng Funeral Home who could do it.

Because his dad successfully took out the wooden armor mask, someone must have sent his dad to the old icehouse.

It shouldn't be difficult to confirm that this person is Wen Yan, given Mo Zhicheng's ability.

So here comes the question. Wouldn't it be better for Mo Zhicheng to quietly find an opportunity to persuade or hypnotize him and let him go directly to the old ice warehouse to get it?

Why are you going to all this trouble now?

Wen Yan again thought of the person on the billboard at the bus stop, smiling at him, a bit cruelly. The matter has not yet come to an end.

At that time, he had just entered the funeral home for a few days.

Wen Yan can only be sure that if there is an easier, quieter, and higher success rate method, it is absolutely impossible for a guy like Mo Zhicheng who can deceive his own father into willing to die and become obsessed with jumping into the corpse. give up.

When the car arrived at the funeral home, Zhang Laoxi suddenly spoke.

"there is a problem."

Several people looked back and saw through the glass that the face of the jumped corpse, which was placed in the back of the pickup truck and wrapped in yellow cloth, began to ooze blood, infecting the yellow cloth.

After braking to a stop, Zhang Laoxi quickly went up to take a look. He uncovered the yellow cloth covering Tiao Zhi's eyes, and saw two lines of blood and tears flowing out from Tiao Zhi's empty eyes. His head was suppressing it. It shook slightly.

"Quickly ask your people, is there a problem over there?"

…

Mo Zhicheng, wearing a suit as a field combatant of the Lieyang Department, reached out and patted the shoulder of a team member next to him. He looked at the few people lying on the ground and comforted him softly.

"Don't worry, they are all fine, they just fainted, otherwise I can't explain it.

This mission was very successful. I will personally report to the minister after I return.

As you know, the minister has just parachuted in, and he doesn’t have many close associates. I was the only one who came here first...

This thing, without the zombie, cannot be taken out at all. The stakes are so high that this is the only solution.

These things have to be done, and it is difficult to put them on the table, even if... what I say is true. "

"I understand that these things were all done by Mo Zhicheng from Decheng." The team member handed the box that was supposed to be secretly escorted back to Lieyang Department to Mo Zhicheng.

"Well done, please be careful." Mo Zhicheng patted the team member's shoulder and gave the team member an encouraging smile.

"Thank you." The team member handed his teammate's anesthetic gun to Mo Zhicheng.

Mo Zhicheng shot him in the thigh. The team member staggered for a few seconds and then fell to the ground.

Mo Zhicheng smiled and slowly took off the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The next moment, all parts of his face began to squirm slightly, and within a few seconds, he changed into a different person.

He has a kind face, a light smile on his face, and a kind of convincing affinity between his brows.

He took out a small mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and said in a deep voice.

"You are not Mo Zhicheng, what I said is true."

After saying this, his eyes completely changed.

His entire body shape, appearance, aura, temperament, and eyes were completely changed.

He took out a glasses case and carefully put the rimless glasses in. He took out another suitcase, took out new clothes from the suitcase and put them on, and then put the box with the wooden armor mask in the suitcase. , pulled the suitcase and took out a phone again.

"Hey, Master, it's almost time for the appointment. Are you there? I'm in a hurry."

"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that my phone was out of battery just now. It turned off automatically. Okay, okay, I'll be there soon. I'm really sorry."

Mo Zhicheng dragged his suitcase and wandered to the corner of the street, got into the car he reserved yesterday and left.

…

"Reply over there, everything is fine."

"Absolutely impossible." Wen Yan looked at the leaping corpse with blood and tears in his eyes, and felt more and more that something was wrong, but he could not figure out what was wrong for a moment.

Feng Yao frowned slightly and said nothing. This time, he did not ask. Instead, he mobilized his authority to check the positions of the team members.

He showed here that the team escorting the mask had left the city and was heading east.

The team that captured Mo Zhicheng had already escorted Mo Zhicheng to the nearest detention location.

Instead of using existing communication methods, he took out his personal phone and dialed a number. He was able to get through, but no one answered for a long time.

He immediately dialed another number, but still no one answered.

Feng Yao's face was ugly. Because there was obviously a network expert on the other side, Feng Yao reserved a special hand. This was an emergency measure that he had privately agreed with the two team captains.

How is it possible? The people who came to respond were all elites. How could they be brought down silently?

At this time, the zombie's head slowly turned to the side accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.

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