Chapter 382 It's Him

"Jing Yimai, how do you know so clearly!" Jing Wenbin quickly realized something was wrong, "Could it be--"

He only remembered now that when he heard something wrong outside, the nanny ran all the way to close the door of the villa.

Then how could the zombies get in at the end?

Jing Yimai nodded generously and admitted: "Yes, I opened the door."

It was really him!

Jing Wenbin couldn't catch his breath, his eyes rolled back, and he fell into the arms of the bodyguard.

Dad, Mom, your son has found the murderer who killed you. I hope you know it in the underworld and cross the Naihe Bridge early.

"Catch him alive for me!" Jing Wenbin stared at Jing Yimai with fierce eyes, and countless virus injections with various "effects" flashed quickly in his mind.

He wanted to inject it into his body one by one with his own hands!

He wanted him to live and not die!

"Yes."

The bodyguards shouted in unison and rushed over.

The fastest runner had raised his fist and vowed to punch his face.

Dare to mess with their boss?

I am tired of living.

Jing Yimai didn't even try to dodge, but calmly looked at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger. Suddenly, he showed a hint of laughter, moved his lips slightly, and said silently: "Goodbye."

Bang!

One person flew out and hit the safety cover of the kitchen directly. There was a flash of light on it, and the person bounced back and fell to the ground. He arched his body and coughed up blood.

Jing Wenbin looked at the bodyguard lying at his feet and was furious, "Keep going! You must capture him alive!"

The other bodyguards continued to rush forward, but after taking a few steps, they suddenly felt as if they were trapped in an invisible swamp, and it was very difficult to move their fingers.

Xia Yan, who had seen enough, said leisurely: "Boss Bin, you don't take the rules here seriously. You are looking for trouble. Go wash the dishes."

She waved her hand and threw the imprisoned bodyguards and Jing Wenbin, who looked ugly, into the kitchen.

The man who was busy washing dishes inside saw the helper coming, and before he could get excited, he found out that it was his boss and a group of brothers.

"Fuck..."

Jing Wenbin felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he suddenly appeared in front of the sink, wearing a waterproof apron with yellow daisies printed on it.

Looking up, he saw Jing Yimai laughing hatefully outside.

Dare to laugh at him?

"Damn it!!"

He stretched out his hand to take off his apron and threw it to the ground. As a boss, when would it be his turn to wash dishes for a small boss?

He was so angry.

But the hand he stretched out didn't listen to the command at all. Not only did he not take off the apron, but he directly reached into the sink full of detergent bubbles.

I saw the soft and white fingers that were well maintained picked up a plate covered with yellow stains, and the fingertips were stained with a sticky and slippery unknown liquid. He couldn't help but "vomit".

"Come and get someone to take my place."

Jing Wenbin held his breath, refusing to breathe in the smell of all kinds of food.

After waiting for three or four seconds, no one came to help him with the work in his hands. He started to wash the dishes with his right hand holding the corpus cavernosum.

Jing Wenbin was furious.

These bastards are definitely going to rebel. The next wave of experimental subjects must be sent in...

He turned his head to look after making up his mind. Just as he was about to show his viciousness, he saw a row of bodyguards looking at him with tears in their eyes, working hard with their hands.

The look in his eyes clearly said: Boss, you are finally willing to look at us. It's not that we don't want to go over, we can't stop ourselves.

Jing Wenbin:...

Looking away, he suddenly found that the bodyguard who was coughing up blood was still sitting on the ground outside.

Why doesn't he have to wash the dishes?

What's so special about it.

The bodyguard coughing up blood seemed to feel inappropriate, and moved and moved, rubbing and rubbing to sit outside the safety cover, and even pretended to be dying.

"Found it." Xia Yan said.

What did you find?

Xia Yan quickly solved the mystery for them.

The transparent safety cover in front of them suddenly turned into a huge high-definition screen, and a small mountain appeared in the screen, looking majestic and tall.

He felt a little familiar.

Xia Yan said: "In view of your serious crime, you will be punished with a one-day trip among the zombies."

What?

The blood-coughing bodyguard's eyes widened, and as soon as his lips moved, he disappeared on the spot.

Jing Wenbin and others saw a head shaking left and right in the lower right corner of the screen.

"Where is this? Fuck, there are zombies!"

The head shouted and ran desperately up the mountain, looking back from time to time, and fled more and more frantically.

It was the bodyguard who coughed blood.

He was teleported inside.

Is that side virtual? Will there really be zombies?

Jing Wenbin had countless thoughts in his mind.

As if to confirm his thoughts, a hideous zombie appeared in the lower right corner of the screen, stumbling and chasing the person in front.

As if it would never end, after a few breaths, a small black dot gradually expanded and occupied half of the screen.

Looking at the zombie tide all over the mountains and the living people the size of a fingernail running in front, Jing Wenbin couldn't help but take a breath.

This is too real.

Just watching it, there is a suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe.

If you are really there, I'm afraid you will be scared to death.

Just when he thought the picture was just like this, the camera passed over the zombies' heads like the wind.

Countless zombies below raised their highly rotten faces, stretched out their arms, and scratched at them from a distance.

It made people's scalps numb and their bodies shivered.

If he fell in, he would be gnawed to death in less than ten seconds, and he wouldn't even have the chance to transform into a zombie.

The camera passed over the sea of ​​corpses and followed the bodyguard in front.

He climbed the seemingly short hill, his legs were sore and soft, as if they were filled with lead. When he finally climbed to the highest point, he suddenly froze, and hope burst out from his eyes, and he jumped down.

The camera flipped.

"No! Don't lead the zombies over!" Jing Wenbin shouted in fear and anger.

No wonder it looked familiar, it turned out to be...

There was a small city at the foot of the hill.

It was simple to build, but everyone was busy making the parts needed to produce the superpower gun.

The name was very low-key - Accessories City.

"If you dare to lead the zombies over, I'll kill you!"

No matter how much Jing Wenbin screamed and cursed, the bodyguard in the picture curled up like a ball and rolled down quickly.

In Jing Wenbin's horrified eyes, they gradually approached the city gate, and the zombie tide rushed down like a flood.

The whistle pierced the sky above the base sharply.

"Alert! The zombie tide broke out!"

The sudden zombie tide completely disrupted everyone's thoughts, and the zombies' roaring made them lose their minds. In panic, they held the unfinished superpower gun in front of them and pulled the trigger with their index finger to force charge.

There was only one consequence - the barrel exploded.

Bang!

Bang-bang!

The cries of the injured sounded from all directions.