City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Tang Wenrou’s previous understanding of zombies came from books or movies. She believed that such terrifying and powerful foreign objects as zombies did not exist in reality. It was not until this serial murder happened that she knew through Fang Bai’s mouth. There are indeed zombies.

Although the zombies evolved from dead corpses, Tang Wenrou was not afraid, and was more curious about the unknown.

"The so-called Mao Zheng is an upgraded version of Green Zombie. Mao Jiang is covered with long green hair all over his body, and his body is tough and strong, such as copper skin and iron bones. It is difficult to hurt him with ordinary hot and cold weapons. Its movements are more agile and rapid, and it leaps like flying, and it is more advanced than the Metamorphosis in that it is not afraid of ordinary flames or even sunlight..."

Fang Bai took Tang Wen's hand as he walked forward and explained patiently to her.

"Flying stiff is much stronger than Mao stiff!"

Seeing Tang Wenrou listen carefully, Fang Bai continued with a smile: "The corpse is buried in a place with ample vitality. After being nourished by vitality for a hundred years, it may become a white or black stiff that can move; after one or two hundred years, It can evolve into Metarhizium; and Metarhizium can rely on sucking human blood and absorbing the essence of stars and moons to practice. It will evolve again after about five hundred years and become Mao Zheng. After a thousand years of practice, Mao Zheng knows how to use certain magic and achievements King Kong's indestructible body and the ability to fly, so it becomes a flying stiff..."

"Flying stiffness is so powerful?"

Tang Wenrou took a deep breath, and finally showed some fear in his eyes, and murmured: "I know how to use spells, achieve an incorruptible body, and have the ability to fly. Isn't that indistinguishable from a god? What if the one who committed the crime flies stiff?"

Fang Bai said: "Don't worry, it can't be flying stiff!"

Tang Wen said gently: "Are you sure?"

Fang Bai said: "The deceased in this serial homicide case are ordinary people, and the blood of ordinary people is not interested in Fei Zeng! Even Mao Zang is reluctant to **** the blood of ordinary people because it is useless to cultivate. Therefore, this time our opponent is the most likely to be Metazoon!"

Tang Wenrou let out a sigh of relief, and said, "That's good..."

Although Metamorphosis is powerful, according to Fang Bai's words, four Xuan-level martial artists can fight with it.

And Mao Zombie, which is many times stronger than the Metamorphosis, could not be dealt with even by four prefecture-level warriors.

As for the most powerful flying zombies, even Fang Bai couldn't handle it with any certainty. When other people met, there was only a dead end.

Tang Wenrou secretly rejoiced in her heart that Fang Bai was following her this time. Otherwise, she would have sent a large number of ordinary police officers out. By that time, if she encounters a powerful monster like Green Zombie, she doesn't know how much casualties it will cause.

As the leader of the serial homicide detection team, if there are a large number of police casualties under his staff, he must bear the main responsibility. At that time, not only will his career path come to an end, he may also bear a lot of infamy.

Tang Wenrou initially joined the police circle, thinking about supporting justice and serving the people. Although she is not very keen on promotion, she does not want to leave her beloved profession sadly.

The two went all the way, and occasionally encountered a few bold pedestrians, so they stepped forward to persuade them not to wander outside, so as not to be hurt.

Some pedestrians hurriedly returned to their residences after hearing what they said, but some people didn't take it seriously. They also said why Fang Bai and Tang Wenrou were wandering outside by themselves, but taking care of other people's affairs. Are they not afraid of murderers?

However, after Fang Bai broke an iron fence on the side of the road, the pedestrians who questioned all fled like a ghost.

Can you squeeze off the thick iron fence of your arm at will, squeeze the individual to death, is it like playing? Why is such a tough guy afraid of a murderer?

When the murderer met him, it was **** mildew for eight lifetimes!

Fang Bai and Tang Wenrou kept wandering in the suburbs of the city, and found nothing unusual. When they were talking to Long Da and the others, there was no trace of Green Zombie.

Fang Bai asked everyone to keep guarding, and could not give up until dawn.

At about twelve o'clock in the night, between the moon and the middle of the sky, a bus from outside slowly drove into a station on the outskirts of Anxi City.

Although the serial homicides caused panic in Anxi City, the whole city did not stop because of this, but was still running, but people became more cautious at night.

After the bus stopped at the station, some of the passengers on the bus were picked up by relatives and friends, and some stayed in nearby hotels. Few people chose to walk on the street late at night.

A little girl about ten years old got off the bus last, looked around blankly, and then walked outside the station.

The little girl was wearing a shabby coarse cloth dress that didn't fit well with a few patches, and she carried a similarly worn coarse cloth bag across her shoulder.

The little girl’s hair was simply **** with a rubber band, and her large eyes were full of spirituality. Although she was dressed very plainly, as if she came from the country, her features were beautiful, her skin was white and tender, and she was faintly shiny. Much better than those daughters who came from a wealthy family and grew up.

What's more rare is that the little girl has an extraordinary temperament that ordinary people don't have.

If Fang Bai was here, he could tell at a glance that this little girl was a spiritual root, and it would be rare to see Hunting Xinxi, and she would be moved to accept disciples.

There is a 24-hour convenience store near the station with the door open. When the little girl passed the convenience store, she stopped and looked in through the glass door. She saw that there was everything to eat and drink inside. Licking his lips.

Although the little girl is a warrior, she can endure hunger better than ordinary people, but she didn't eat or drink all day and night, and she felt hungry and thirsty.

Touching the cloth bag she was carrying, the little girl had a smile on her face, opened the door of the small shop and walked in.

"Where did the little beggar come from? Go! Go!"

The owner of the convenience store is a brawny man in his thirties. His name is Zheng Meng. He is naturally bold. Others have closed their doors early because of the recent serial murders, but he has been open.

Seeing the little girl wearing shabby clothes, Zheng Meng thought he was a beggar, and immediately drove him out.

"Uncle, I am not a beggar, I want to buy something!"

The little girl obviously hadn't seen anything in the world, she couldn't help but said timidly when she saw Zheng Meng's fierce look.

"Buy things? Do you have money?"

Zheng Meng blocked the little girl and stretched out his hand in front of her.

"Yes! Uncle, look at..."

As the little girl said, she opened the cloth bag on her body and let Zheng Meng look at it.

Zheng Meng glanced at the cloth bag, then his eyes straightened immediately.