In the dark and damp alley, there was a dog barking.
Two pairs of eyes that did not look like humans, flashing coldly like wild animals, stared at each other.
"He Yao, is this your thing?"
Fang Cheng frowned upon hearing this, and stared at the figure in the dark.
This strange guy in front of him exuded an indescribable strange aura, as if an evil ghost possessed He Yao’s body.
Moreover, there was a vague feeling of inexplicable familiarity.
"He Yao" propped up his head and nodded slowly:
"According to the rules of hunting, since you know that the prey has an owner, you should not continue to chase and kill it, just stop here."
He spoke slowly, looking quite old-fashioned, like an elder who has been in a high position for a long time.
Fang Cheng remained calm, continued to clench his fists, and took a step forward.
It seemed that he did not understand at all, nor did he pay attention to what he was saying.
“He Yao” saw this, and his broken face showed some displeasure:
“Young man, have you really thought about the price and are you planning to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth?”
When he spoke, there was a sense of majesty that could not be violated.
At the same time, the smell of blood in the air became more pungent, as if it had condensed into a substantial evil spirit, spreading around.
Fang Cheng’s eyes were sharp, and he was running his true energy silently.
He was also accumulating a turbulent momentum, ready to launch a violent attack at any time to engulf his opponent.
Just when the two sides disagreed and were about to fight.
In the distant street, a whistling siren sounded that pierced the night sky.
"He Yao" suddenly sighed:
"We are all the same kind, why kill each other and let those chaebols and hounds reap the benefits."
He twisted his mouth and tried to smile, but his facial features were swollen and deformed, and he looked very creepy.
Then he continued to speak:
"Speaking of which, I like to help the younger generation. You have a good talent, but you are still too immature. If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can guide you to practice. In the future, you may be able to crush those children of aristocratic families and special search teams and become the number one master of Xia Country."
"How about it? As long as you follow me, you can master unimaginable real power. All the power, wealth, treasures and beauties in the world, whatever you want, you can take it away…"
He spoke tirelessly, and his words were full of temptation.
It’s just that his tongue was half broken, and his voice sounded a little weird and hoarse, which was extremely unpleasant.
Listening to the other party’s attempt to win him over, Fang Cheng was silent for a few seconds and shook his head decisively:
"Sorry, I will never change my decision once I make it, and…"
Fang Cheng’s eyes were burning, like a blade burned by flames, stabbing straight at the other party:
"I hate people who hide their heads and show their tails in front of me the most. If you want me to worship you as my master, you should introduce yourself first!"
"He Yao" was stunned when he heard this, and then sneered:
"Haha, I just wanted toJust try to find as many tribesmen as possible…"
He also changed the subject, his eyes glowed with a green light, staring at the mask on Fang Cheng’s face:
"Now, I am more and more interested in you. I really want to peel off your skin and see what you really look like, young man, see you later…"
While speaking, the two ghost lights in his eyes seemed to burn more vigorously.
Then, the whole body seemed to be weathered, and the skin and muscles quickly rotted and fell off.
Finally, even the bones became extremely fragile, as if burning with green phosphorous fire.
With a crash, it completely fell apart and collapsed to the ground.
Fang Cheng stepped forward quickly and looked at He Yao, who had turned into a pile of dry bones in the blink of an eye.
His brows could not help but frown, and then he raised his head. He looked up at the night sky, and his eyes suddenly swept around.
Except for the smell of burning flesh floating in the air, he did not catch any unusual phenomenon.
The guy seemed to find that coercion and inducement did not work, so he chose to kill himself.
No.
It should be that he used some special mental ability to let his consciousness leave He Yao’s body and return to his original body.
Fang Cheng took a deep breath and listened to the barking of dogs from time to time around him.
He quickly picked up a piece of broken brick and wrote the two words "He Yao" with crooked strokes next to the pile of bones.
Then he carefully checked the scene with the "Eye of the Scavenger", turned around and walked, and soon disappeared into the dark and deep night of the city.
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Woo, woo——
Sirens sounded and lights flashed outside the window.
The old factory street was unusually noisy in the early morning, and it took a long time to return to peace.
Fang Cheng lay on the sofa in the living room.
While closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep, he pricked up his ears and listened to the noise downstairs.
This is Zhou Xiumei’s home.
Such a horrible murder happened at night, and the door was kicked and could not be closed.
Zhou Xiumei stayed alone in the room, holding the pistol at the door with fear, waiting silently.
It was not until she saw Fang Cheng coming back that she breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person suddenly seemed to have a backbone.
Seeing this, Fang Cheng comforted her with a few words and let her go back to the bedroom to sleep with peace of mind.
He slept in the living room , stay outside to prevent any accidents from happening again.
At this moment, my mind was full of thoughts, looking at the prompt information that appeared on the panel.
[Boxing Experience +18]
[Sanda Experience +13]
[Jiu-Jitsu Experience +16]
[Qigong Experience +9]
What happened tonight was quite bizarre.
My former neighbor He Yao, who lived in the same building, was resurrected after death and turned into a man-eating monster.
In order to eliminate the danger, a fierce battle broke out between him and the monster.
The fighting skill experience gained from this was secondary.
The key point was that he met another mysterious weirdo who called himself the same kind.
Fang Cheng was speechless about this, and it was difficult to explain..
And thinking back carefully, there is always an unusually familiar feeling.
It seems… that he has a lot in common with the guy who sent the postcard to him.
The same green light in his eyes, the same hidden and mysterious characteristics.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s heart was touched.
After thinking for a moment, he immediately collected his thoughts, concentrated his mind and entered a meditative state.
After preparing to enter a state of meditation, his lips moved slightly, and he recited the spell code used to contact the other party again.
Soon, the surrounding scene changed and fell into complete darkness.
Accompanied by countless noises, like waves, they came and went.
Fang Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the black fog that enveloped the entire city in front of him.
Then he found the target hidden in it, shining with light, pushed open the door with ease, and stepped in.
What came into view was still a dark, empty room.
It was exactly the same as the last time I visited.
However.
This time, before Fang Cheng could greet the host, a feminine and cold voice sounded first.
"Are you a night owl? Why are you coming to see me so late?"
The man who called himself "Smiling Devil" emerged from the darkness.
The figure was still shrouded in a hazy green light, and it seemed blurry, as if it was in a fog.
"Aren’t you used to being active in the early morning?"
Fang Cheng asked calmly, without any apology for disturbing him late at night.
"That’s just occasionally. I’m pretty normal most of the time!"
The Smiling Demon suddenly spoke in a bad tone and emphasized:
"And it’s already past two o’clock. If you don’t catch up on your sleep, will you be able to work hard tomorrow?"
After explaining, he asked curiously:
"Why did you take the initiative to find me this time? Are you feeling guilty about leaving without saying goodbye last time and are you going to apologize to me?"
Fang Cheng didn’t answer immediately. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice:
"Did you use your mental abilities to try to attack me from a distance while you were meditating tonight?"
"What?"
Hearing this, the Smiling Demon seemed to widen his eyes and was very surprised.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he burst into laughter:
"I do have this idea, but it’s a pity that I haven’t had time to implement it yet!"
"Damn it, someone else got there first. Are you so likable…"
The Smiling Devil laughed and complained.
It seemed that he was very upset that he didn’t make a move in the first place, and now Fang Cheng was prepared in advance.
Fang Cheng was silent and floated quietly in the dark room.
At this moment, he was in the flames of the lamp, and was also shrouded in a circle of orange-red light, showing only a hazy figure, and no facial expression could be seen.
The laughter of the Smiling Devil echoed in the chat room for a long time.After a long time, he calmed down.
Seeing Fang Cheng remained calm, he finally couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity:
"What happened to you? Tell me quickly, maybe I can help you solve your problems."
Fang Cheng didn’t intend to keep it a secret. After a little consideration, he said frankly:
"Just now, I met a guy who looks very similar to you…"
Then he told the other party about the strange things he encountered tonight without much concealment.
Of course, the part involving Zhou Xiumei was deliberately ignored.
"Huh——"
After listening to it, the smiling devil seemed very surprised and smacked his lips:
"That old ghost actually let you go so easily…"
"Do you know him?"
Fang Cheng’s heart moved and he looked at him expectantly.
The smiling demon shook his head:
"I haven’t even heard his voice, how could I recognize him."
Then he explained:
"What I mean is that as a ghoul leader, the old guy actually gave up the low-level ghouls under his control so easily. It’s not like their usual brutal and greedy style."
"Ghouls? Aren’t they zombies?"
Fang Cheng was a little surprised when he heard this, but it was also expected.
After all, the crazy look He Yao showed made it impossible to continue to treat him as a human being.
If it’s not an evil ghost, what else can it be?
"It doesn’t matter if you want to call them zombies. It’s just a conventional name."
The smiling demon didn’t seem to care much about this question.
It seemed that he was still thinking about what exactly made the ghoul leader, who was known for his greed, choose to give in and give up his own food.
Fang Cheng pondered for a while and asked further:
"What kind of monster is a ghoul? What special abilities does it have? Could it be that it is transformed from humans like the zombies in the movies?"
"You don’t even know this?"
The smiling devil screamed suddenly, looking even more surprised:
"So you are really a rookie. You are obviously very strong, but you don’t know anything. I don’t know how your father taught you. You are so lucky to be able to survive until now at such a young age and not be caught by the special search team for human experiments."
"So, I told you, you should communicate more with your kind in normal times, otherwise when you encounter danger, you won’t even know how you died…"
Before Fang Cheng frowned, he was ready to use some means.
The guy stopped talking like an elder and said:
"Okay, today I get to be a teacher for once, so I’ll repay you for telling me how to control consciousness last time."
"Do you know what the outside world calls us humans who are different from ordinary people?"
The smiling devil’s tone became serious. He asked a question first, and then quickly answered himself:
"Monster, alien,Demons, monsters, evil spirits, whatever, are actually very general and discriminatory names. "
"According to the most official and formal statement, all humans who are not from aristocratic families but have extraordinary abilities are monsters, and can be divided into five categories. "
"That is, ghouls, werewolves, blood races, mermaids, and monsters that cannot be completely classified. ”
In the dark and silent chat room, two glowing figures looked at each other.
A cold voice floated faintly, constantly telling secrets that ordinary people could not know.
In this seemingly ordinary world, there are dark corners belonging to monsters.
From ancient times to the present, from primitive tribes to civilized times, extraordinary powers have always existed and have never disappeared.
They mingled among the crowd and lived in a society with ordinary people.
It can be said that humans with extraordinary abilities are also a branch of human evolution.
As for why they eat their own kind?
Naturally, it is because of food shortage. = Lack of energy.
If you want to gain enough strength, the energy obtained from low-level food will definitely not meet the needs of the body.
In the process of evolution, you need to take in at least the same level of food to maintain physiological functions and ensure that you will not lose strength due to physical weakness.
And the human body contains more abundant nutrients, there is no doubt about that.
So just like the prehistoric Neanderthals, driven by hunger instinct, they developed an uncontrollable desire to eat people and became predators.
However, those families were lucky enough to master some mysterious power and successfully get rid of their monster status.
They relied on extraordinary power, generations Inheritance, noble blood, and uprightly high up in society.
Other predators are subject to various restrictions and can only become secret taboos and choose to hide in the dark.
Correspondingly, there have been official organizations like the Special Search Team in all dynasties, which are responsible for exterminating man-eating monsters.
As for the special abilities of monsters like ghouls.
According to the smiling devil.
Ordinary ghouls generally have faster speed and strength than ordinary people, and have certain recovery abilities, and their claws and teeth are very sharp.
With continuous evolution, various abilities will be greatly improved.
Some tongues can spit out As a weapon, and even worse, it can control corpses and transform.
As for the ghoul leaders, in addition to the basic ability to control low-level ghouls, each of them will have some special abilities that outsiders cannot know.
In addition, they also have a fatal weakness.
They can only appear at night, because moving in the sun will accelerate the decay of their bodies.
In ancient Xia, there were some classics similar to the Six Dynasties Strange Tales, which also recorded rumors about ghouls.
It is believed that this monster was originally introduced from the Western Regions to the Central Plains with Buddhism, and then gradually spread.
After listening to the story, Fang Cheng finally understood.
It turned out to beFor this reason, the killer and the ghoul in front of him both regarded him as the same kind.
After knowing the truth, he felt relieved, so he asked casually:
"What kind of monster do you think I am?"
"Aren’t you the same as me?"
The smiling devil was a little surprised when he heard it.
Then he sighed with a little envy:
"Your family has produced several famous killers. It’s really rare that your generation can remain safe and sound after awakening their abilities."
