In another security base, in the magnificent hall of a large mansion, there are precious oil paintings, pure gold sculptures, highland blue and white porcelain vases like people, and coffee tables carved from Qi Nan... There is a magnificent and magnificent burst of aura everywhere. In the middle of the hall, there are more than a dozen tough guys wearing orthodox front uniforms standing neatly. Everyone is a strong and powerful Kong Wu, with all armed forces. It is not difficult to see that these people are warriors, and their level is not low!

At this time, their faces were all solemn, and there was no sign of emotion. They looked like soldiers with strict discipline. But in such a serious scene, they all lowered their heads...

"A bunch of waste! A bunch of waste!"

A roar rang out in the hall.

In front of these dozens of people, a middle-aged man in a suit was furious and pointed at the ten warriors and scolded him. He was not a warrior, but no warrior present dared to contradict his rough words.

"I've given you a full half month. Not to mention finding someone, there's not even a trace of clues! Why do you want you to come? What do you come!"

Under the roar of this middle-aged man, no warrior dared to explain, but just hung his head lower.

"Get out!!" the middle-aged man waved his hand fiercely.

After hearing this word, more than a dozen warriors bowed deeply to the middle-aged man in unison, and then turned around and left in an orderly manner.

The middle-aged man sighed and sat on the precious mink sofa like paralyzed. He came over for a moment, picked up the tea cup on the coffee table, took a heavy sip of the tea, pondered for a long time, and then made a call.

As soon as the phone was answered, the middle-aged man swept away his anger, showed a flattering face, and said humbly: "Big Boss, Team 5 has returned, two of them have died, but the whereabouts of the young master are still not found."

The head of the phone was quiet for a few seconds, and a hoarse and steady voice came: "It was expected."

The middle-aged man said again: "Big Boss, we still have hope. As long as the young master is still alive, I will continue to arrange personnel to sneak into the Du'an base. Even if I make a fuss, I will find the young master."

"How many teams aren't back?"

The middle-aged man immediately replied: "There are 8 teams continuing to search for the whereabouts of the young master. Many cities in Duan base have been searched."

"Yeah." The other end of the phone responded heavily, and there was no sense of joy or anger.

The middle-aged man said: "Big Boss, this time the country has been too strict in managing senior samurai, and it is impossible to mobilize too many samurai. Moreover, the military region has issued a patrol order to prohibit any samurai from entering the Duan Base. Now even samurai must pass the review when leaving the base. Except for us, almost no family can install people into the Duan Base, so it is difficult to send another group of people over."

With the country strictly controlling samurai, even the entire upper class is in the subject of supervision. However, this middle-aged man could not install a hundred samurai to escape from the safe base and sneak into the zombie city at this time. His energy can be imagined...

The middle-aged man said again: "There are many cities in Du'anji, and there are many crises. Even if these warriors are willing to work hard, the number of people sent is limited. It is difficult to find one person. Boss, do you think you should send a few more teams?"

"No need to send people, this is not a problem that can be solved by the large number of people, and he may not be there."

"Yes, yes, yes, the young master may not be in the Zombie City. I have arranged personnel to search for other security bases. As long as I find the whereabouts of the young master, I will notify you as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man sat silently on the sofa, his face covered with haze. Suddenly, the middle-aged man suddenly lifted up the valuable coffee table in front of him, and his angry voice sounded again in the quiet hall.

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On a street in the suburbs of Nanzhou City, two zombies staggered to a corner, and suddenly a knife light flashed, and a red knife mark appeared almost at the necks of the two zombies at the same time. The next second, blood splattered everywhere.

A strong man avoided the squirting blood expressionlessly and passed by the two zombies that had not had time to fall. This action seemed very ordinary, like a stranger on the street, but what's striking is that these two zombies are obviously not short, but are only level with the strong man's shoulders...

This man turned out to be a man nearly two meters tall.

His palms were very wide and thick. The dagger in his hand looked as small as a toy knife, but the blade reflected in the sunlight emitted a cold light. What makes people even more sigh is that his arms were almost as thick as ordinary people's thighs. If he slapped this arm, ordinary people would probably be slapped to death on the spot by his powerful force.

The man had a bald head, dark skin, and a plain face with a clear contour. He was wearing a black vest and military trousers, and walked slowly in the messy car.

After entering Du'an base, he crossed several cities in succession and finally came to Chenshanda, Nanzhou City.

Since entering the mourning city, Chen Shanda learned about the tragic situation of this city. Almost all humans have turned into zombies and rushed to the scene when they see people. They are fierce and fierce. On the streets, in shops, and buildings, there are blood everywhere and fishy smell everywhere. It is no exaggeration to call it hell on earth.

But he still did not give up. He just wanted to go to the city he had once lived in. Even if he finally became a zombie food, he would not regret it.

Chen Shanda's steps seemed very slow, but he took a big step every step, so he was very fast. The soft-soled military boots under his feet were still seeping water, making a slight sound. Several other zombies were noticed by the subtle sound. They turned around and found a living person and immediately rushed over.

The thick arms were gently waving, which seemed careless, but the small dagger in his big hand accurately cut through the necks of three zombies at the same time. His steps had almost no pause at all, as relaxed and relaxed as before, but this freedom happened to avoid the gushing blood every time. This kind of mastery of the time and accuracy of starting hands is by no means comparable to ordinary warriors.

Chen Shan's eyes as sharp as an eagle, quickly observed every corner of the street. Suddenly, he discovered something at all, and then turned around and walked towards a building.

After walking into the gate, Chen Shanda soon found traces of movement of living people based on some clues, and then walked up the stairs. At the door of a room on the fourth floor, he gently pushed open the door.

Four thin and thin survivors inside opened the door and appeared a burly and strong man. He was immediately facing a great enemy and quickly picked up his weapons to defend himself.

"Who do you know someone named Chen Feifan?" Chen Shanda suddenly spoke when these survivors were about to take action.

The four survivors were stunned, and under the oppression of the huge figure of the strong man, they instinctively shook their heads.

"I'm disturbing." The door closed again, Chen Shanda left a sentence and walked down the stairs.

"This is the fifteenth survivors discovered... Feifan, are you still alive?"

Chen Shanda, who walked out of the door, looked at the quiet street and murmured.

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Of course, Chen Fan was also on the way, and was frightened twice by the posture of turning around and bent over and lifting his hips. His little heart almost burst. The first time he was so disgusted by a man, and the second time he was a little tempted by a little white tiger. With this sharp contrast, even he, who is strong in his heart, could not withstand these stimuli, and he is still in fear.

"I'm finally back!" Chen Fan walked out of an alley, looked at the tall building in front of him and murmured.
Chapter completed!