Reborn Zombie Supreme

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows,

The scenery of the entire Hong Kong Island is unobstructed.

The man in a white trench coat turned around with his hands behind his back.

Behind him knelt a man with a horrified look on his face.

The man in white smiled gracefully, as if nothing in the incident could surprise him: "Lan Dali, what could make you so panicked?"

"True Ancestor!"

Lan Dali gasped rapidly: "Kino and Levis are dead!"

"oh?"

The true ancestor paused, but the calm smile on his lips still did not disappear.

"True Ancestor, the enemy is very powerful!"

Lan Dali added: "Of course, he is not as good as you, the True Ancestor, but...he dares to call himself Zombie King Hanba!"

The true ancestor said: "Let him do whatever he wants."

A pair of deep, dark eyes, seeming to see through everything in the world and the essence of everything.

"But……"

Lan Dali lowered his head, but there was a triumphant smile on his lips.

"If you have nothing to do, just step back."

The True Ancestor seemed unwilling to waste any more time on this issue.

"Yes, True Ancestor..."

Lan Dali stood up, left quickly, and closed the door.

The woman in red who had been standing nearby walked over in one step: "True Ancestor, do you really not take that drought demon into your eyes?"

"What, you're interested in him?"

"True Ancestor, you know that Hong Chao is confused about everything and never takes interest."

"...I have no interest in zombies," he answered her.

He added: "He's powerful, but not powerful enough to interest me."

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Lan Dali left. There were signs of the battle just now. The blood, including the car, was burned by a silent fire, leaving no ashes.

The strange thing is that when passers-by saw He Cheng going on a killing spree, they turned a blind eye.

A business car stopped in front of He Cheng, the window rolled down, and a head poked out.

"Sir, I am Domoto Shizu, the chairman of Nitto Group. Can we talk to you?"

"OK"

Nitto Group,

The car stopped, and Domoto Jing excitedly invited He Cheng into his office.

Stab~

He turned around hurriedly and closed the curtains.

Close the door and lock it.

Turn off the lights again.

Until there was no light in the office, Domoto Jing calmed down a little.

"Please sit down!"

Seeing that He Chengbu was as steady as a mountain with those people, Tang Benjing's heart beat up in despair. He felt that this time, he had really found someone of the same kind!

He Cheng sat on the chair and picked up the newspaper.

The newspapers vary greatly from month to month. Some are from a few months ago, and some are from one or two years ago. However, the news that has been deliberately left out all have one thing in common.

Those who "survived the catastrophe".

Some become the only survivors in plane crashes, some trains explode and only themselves survive, and some are hit by cars and still survive.

"actually……"

Tong Benjing has some mystery behind He Cheng's back, and there is a lot of movement.

He Cheng turned his head after listening to his movements.

"Actually, I'm a zombie! Roar!"

The red cloak with black face was raised.

Tang Benjing also had dentures stuffed in his mouth, and he bared his teeth and claws at He Cheng.

"Are you the grandson of Kazuo Yamamoto?"

Domoto, who had a middle-aged expression on his face, paused for a moment.

"What do you want to say!"

The fact that he is Kazuo Yamamoto's grandson is no big news.

"I've met him. I guess he would feel embarrassed knowing that he has a grandson like you."

Before time went back, after Kazuo Yamamoto became a general, he had multiple identities such as a Celestial Hero, a World-Destroying Demon and a Savior, and was considered one of the strongest people in the world.

But with such a grandson, his whole life's reputation was ruined.

"I'm a zombie! Zombie! Zombie!"

Domoto Jing was a little crazy.

"You're not, but I can make you be!"

He Cheng stood up, his head shaking slightly, his eyes bloodshot, and his corpse teeth extending out!

The violent evil spirit is overwhelming.

Domoto Benjing's knees softened and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

At this moment, he saw a boundless sea of ​​blood and mountains of bones.

I saw hundreds of millions of zombies running around, and the Buddha killed them!

What's more, he saw the man in front of him with his legs crossed on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, sitting on the throne looking down at him. There were countless bloody hands around him, and white bone hands were grabbing at Domoto Jing.

"Ah!" Domoto Jing struggled to avoid being caught.

"Ah! Help! Help!"

He collapsed mentally under the evil spirit released by He Cheng.

"waste!"

He Cheng squinted his eyes, and the evil energy that was as solid as blood gathered and got back behind him.

"Hahaha!"

Domoto Shizu seemed to have just been fished out of the water. His whole body was drenched in sweat and he was breathing heavily.

"You, you are such a zombie! Hahahaha!"

He laughed crazily, and after his mental breakdown, Chuu Er's brain went completely crazy.

"You're not a zombie, but I can make you a zombie!"

"I'm a zombie! Make me a zombie!"

Domoto Shizu rubbed his elbows on the ground and approached He Cheng step by step: "I must be a zombie! We are the same kind!"

"Do you want to be my kind?" He Cheng leaned down and asked.

Domoto Jing is an unimportant part of He Cheng's plan.

If something unexpected happened, there seemed to be no loss, and he was happy to see how fate would deal with some changes that were beyond his control.

"Yes! Please let me be your kind!"

"this is very simple!"

He Cheng's corpse teeth opened, and under Tang Benjing's expectant eyes, he slowly moved towards his neck.

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One day, two days...

Domoto Shizu's offices have never been opened, and the staff who strictly abide by orders do not dare to disturb him without authorization.

Two more days passed,

The security captain took two deep breaths and came to the door.

Knock knock~

He knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Domoto, you haven't come out for four days. We're sorry to disturb you!"

There was no response from the room.

"Open the door!" The security captain nodded to Domoto Shizu's secretary beside him.

In extraordinary times, in order to ensure the safety of their boss, they can only take offense.

The key was inserted into the keyhole and twisted slightly.

Click, the door lock opens.

A group of more than twenty people stood at the door, looking into the crack in the door.

They all know that Domoto Shizu has some special hobby.

Boom!

Domoto Jing unexpectedly fell from the air and hit the ground.

"Mr. Domoto, in four days, he actually grew a white beard... Could it be that he has some kind of disease? Hurry, call the doctor!"

The employee with the mobile phone immediately dialed the hospital's number.

But Domoto Shizu raised his arms flatly.

The exposed back of the hand was as rough as old tree bark and covered with long white hairs, and the nails were as oozing as bloody hooks.

"Roar!"

Tang Ben opened his mouth and roared, showing his corpse teeth.

Boom!

With a jump of his feet, Domoto Shizu rushed towards the employees in front of him!

In an instant, the artery was bitten and blood splattered.

For a moment, there were screams and it was hell on earth.

Domoto Shizu's eyes were excited. He just wanted to suck blood now, suck blood!

A few minutes later, a group of dead bodies lay on the ground. Domoto Jing licked his lips with satisfaction.

He roared with difficulty in his throat, and judging from the shape of his mouth, it seemed as if he was saying "it's not enough."