My Cell Prison

The place to sleep was carefully chosen by Han Dong.

A hidden alleyway between a residential area and an oil refinery is a near-perfect crime scene.

In addition, the Ministry of Criminal Justice has recently strengthened the supervision of stiff people, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to do it on the street.

Make Han Dong like a piece of fat meat delivered to his mouth... Moreover, those staring at this fat meat are hungry wolves who haven't eaten meat for a long time.

There are two forces involved.

Most of them belong to the workers in the oil refinery, and they gather together in private to do some personal work and reduce the burden of life as much as possible.

Most of them belong to ordinary stiffs like Han Dong, who maintain the jumping state of 'arms straight'.

However, the leaders of the two forces are abnormal zombies with certain characteristics.

One of them, dragging an iron rod covered with plaque, was dissatisfied with the corrosive plaque all over his body.

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Moreover, as a zombie, he retains the breathing function.

But the function of breathing is not to supply the lungs to perform the functions of the body, but to deliberately absorb the toxins in the air and turn them into a deadly plague.

The other has huge pustules all over his body, exuding a bright red light, which seems to have explosive properties.

The man directly buckled a lump of pustules in front of his chest, pinched it in his hand, and threw it back and forth.

Zhang Xiliang, this new guy is my subordinate. Watching this guy come out of the cemetery... You don't understand the rule of first come first serve, right?

Zhang Xiliang, who was holding an iron rod, took a deep breath and slowly spit it out from his mouth. Large and small corrosive pits appeared on the surrounding walls.

What a coincidence, my people also watched him climb out of the cemetery?

The two leaders only talked about it, and did not intend to conflict.

Fighting in an area close to an oil refinery will attract the attention of the Ministry of Justice, which is no different from suicide... Usually, in this case, both sides will target.

After all, slashing in half will not cause the death of the dead, and even if it is taken to the refinery, it can be exchanged for the equivalent price.

Just when the two were about to propose a slash in half.

LOL…

An ethereal, sinister and eerie laughter echoed through the alleys.

Laughter, like a parasite, penetrated into the heads of every stiff, including the two leaders.

This kind of parasite-like ridicule directly hooked out the deepest resentment in each stiff person's head, and the resentment of the past flooded into his heart.

The red cyst caught in the leader's hand was thrown directly to the opposite side.

Who knows.

Zhang Xiliang waved the iron rod in his hand like a baseball strike, directly smashing the flying cyst.

The lethal plague mixed on the iron rod also immediately stopped the cyst's explosive factor.

This group of zombies didn't know it at all.

The entrances and exits of the left and right lanes are closed by strands of pure sea water, which is isolated from the inside and the outside... The sound of the conflict that occurs here cannot be transmitted to the outside.

Fights break out in the alleys, a deathmatch in which primal desires are drawn.

Just when the heads of the dead were smashed, the flesh exploded, and the heart was pierced.

Zhang Xiliang, who was holding an iron rod, consumed too much plague due to the plague in his body, so he replenished his energy by inhaling abruptly... This inhalation made him wake up.

What's going on? Why is there a fight... Besides, it caused such a big disturbance, and the punishment department hasn't come yet?

Just when he was stunned.

The opposite leader, whose body was swollen, rushed towards him, his pupils full of madness.

crazy!

Seeing that it is about to explode.

Swish!

Something directly penetrated the back of the leader's head, and the red cysts all over his body shriveled and died quickly.

At this time, the only zombies that survived in the alley were those holding iron rods.

The young man regarded by the two forces as 'moving corpse oil' is standing behind another leader, and the strange tentacles growing out of his hands are the main reason for the death of the target.

Zhang Xiliang? You should be the most capable of this group of stiffs,

And the smartest one... You should have a way to dispose of the corpses here and replace them with corpse oil, right?

Zhang Xiliang originally wanted to find an opportunity to escape, reported the situation here to the Ministry of Punishment, and threw all the deaths of the dead on Han Dong's head.

But when looking at the youth, there is an instinctive sense of fear, and even the eyes from the youth are even more terrifying than the punishment department.

...Yes, but it needs to be exchanged one by one.

And the bodies also need to be moved to a safe place.

Recently, the corpse country has begun to strengthen the management of zombies. If things are exposed, they will be directly arrested by the Ministry of Punishment.

Okay, do you have a safe base in your hands?

Yes... However, the distance is a bit far. In the eastern district of the residential area, I bought an unremarkable bungalow there.

Is there a map, show it to me.

Have.

Han Dong had walked around the Youfang District before, and as Zhang Xiliang marked it on the map, he immediately recalled the corresponding building appearance and exact location in his head.

quack quack...

A star-colored tentacle grows from Han Dong's palm, and at the same time draws a formation on the ground of the roadway.

Zhang Xiliang looked at these weird tentacles stupidly, and could only regard them as one.

Move all the corpses and pile them up in the array...

okay.

Although he didn't know what Han Dong was going to do, Zhang Xiliang immediately followed suit.

The body has been placed, and then what?

You stand in too.

Zhang Xiliang has heard some rumors that the executives in the oil mill seem to be able to refine corpse oil without relying on machinery, just through some kind of secret formation... The current scene is somewhat similar.

what are you going to do?

When he asked this sentence, Han Dong directly slapped it in.

With a flash of starlight in front of him, the next second appeared in the dilapidated bungalow that Zhang Xiliang had just sold.

Located on the most remote edge of the oil mill area.

The house is dilapidated but safe.

This is... a magic trick! Are you a secret official of the imperial court?

After hearing Han Dong, he knew that he had chosen the right person. This Zhang Xiliang seemed to know a lot of things.

But Han Dong didn't pretend, It's not as much as you think, I'm just a zombie who just came here... In fact, I wanted to kill you all just now, but I found that you are not bad.

If I read correctly, you should be about to break through, right?

Han Dong's magic eye can observe a stream in Zhang Xiliang's body located in his dantian, which shows signs of changing from white to green.

Yes……

As long as you do things well for me, I will help you a little.

Next, we will take a corpse to the oil refinery to pay back the money, and let me familiarize myself with the 'rules' in the oil mill. At the same time, I have a lot of questions to ask you.

it is good.

After seeing the incredible space ability, Zhang Xiliang has deified Han Dong in his heart... At the same time, Zhang Xiliang's mouth turned up from time to time, and he always felt that things would make him laugh.