Many news is always revealed by accident. You can never explore the specific source of these news. They are circulating among men in black like the wind. Just like those inexplicable rumors in peacetime, you don’t know where the source is. This is just a rumor, but it is all true.

You can use any method to kill your opponent, but you cannot interfere in the battle between two people in a life-and-death duel. No matter which side you help, it will be regarded as a violation by the guards on the second floor and will be killed on the spot.

If both sides of the showdown are both defeated, you cannot go up and get a bargain while they are unprepared. If you do so, you will not be qualified to kill, but you will also be shot by the guards in the head.

You can use scams, deceptions, time, location, etc. to complete the killing task. For example, presetting a certain trap in advance, as long as the materials are owned by the base, there is no problem at all.

Conclusion: One-to-one must be, this is the key to no negotiation.

There are several pairs of people fighting for life and death in the square.

Less than twenty meters away from Meng Yongquan, a man in black was pressed over his shoulder by another man in black and lay completely on the ground.

He was beaten so badly that his hair was covered with blood, and his scalp was torn apart, revealing shocking blood marks. His right arm was twisted and a few bloody teeth were scattered on the ground. The man tried to raise his head, and his mouth made a vague cry and begging for mercy.

"Please... stop hitting me, let me go... give me... a chance."

The winner, who fully controlled the situation, rode on him and clamped his neck tightly with his strong legs. He was also seriously injured, his left eye pulled out of the socket and hung obliquely next to the bridge of his nose. This severe pain stimulated the body to twitch and also prompted the winner to turn a deaf ear to the loser's wail. His remaining eyes began to be congested, and his face was distorted to the extreme due to ecstasy and anger.

"Go to you!"

He slammed his huge fist, regardless of the ragged skin at the front, with blood and extremely violent force, and smashed the temple of the loser who was pressed under his crotch for life. The "bang bang bang" sound continued, and the screams became lower and lower, and finally he completely lost his voice.

When the one-eyed victor stood up from the dead body, his feet were twitching. After only two steps forward, he fell heavily like a big cut down tree.

There were many people watching next to them, and there were all kinds of messy sounds.

"This guy is a fool. He took so much effort to kill a waste, but he turned into a waste himself! Hahahaha!"

"I'm a slap! This kid is mine, no one is allowed to rob him. I will wait for him patiently for three days. When the time comes, I will smash his head."

"Shut up, he is the prey I have long been interested in. Fight with me... Are you impatient to live?"

"Hehehehe! Or I can kill you now."

A new round of fighting became fierce with the noise.

Meng Yongquan had eaten half a piece of biscuit, and he drank half a bottle of Erguotou. The alcohol caused the body to heat up, and he had the urge to move and release violence and physical strength.

The material conditions of the underground base are absolutely first-class. You can find any wine you want at the bar. Even top-notch products such as "Moutai" or "Lafite". Of course, the amount you get will not be too large, just a small cup.

Meng Yongquan looked at the one-eyed victor lying on the ground with a gasp. Several men in black with gleam in their eyes gathered beside him, talking excitedly and whispered. Some people reached out to touch his pulse very directly, and some people came closer to carefully examine his injuries. Although the injured eye socket was blurred, the victor still had breathing and his life was complete.

This is a good thing.

This means that in three days he will become the prey of others.

The man was right before, this guy was just a brainless idiot. He worked hard to kill his opponent, but he was scarred and seriously injured, which doubled his combat power. He had only the last three days left in his life. This kind of exchange was simply stupid.

Meng Yongquan suddenly understood the rules of the underground base that looked inhumane and extremely cruel.

Fighting is not just about rushing and fighting. You must stay awake while fighting and have extraordinary rationality. Otherwise, even if you win, you will die.

Suddenly, a shadow rushed over from the side and broke into the bar where Meng Yongquan was eating.

She was a woman in a black tight-fitting suit. She was in her thirties, with long cheeks and thin, light blue and fine hair roots oozing from her bare head. Her skin was very white, and there were more than a dozen scars scattered on the surface. Some had healed, and some looked very fresh, obviously they had only appeared recently.

She pressed the male guest at the counter without hesitation.

It was an extremely rude and ruthless barbaric behavior. Meng Yongquan's hand holding the biscuit froze. He watched the woman pull down the underwear of the man in an extremely strong position, press the helpless man to the ground, spread his legs, and sat on it in an extremely strong manner.

Women, like men, also need physiological release. This is the real reason why bartenders have both men and women.

The bar counter is very high. From the angle where Meng Yongquan is, he can no longer see the male guest lying on the ground, but he can hear his trembling and fearful voice.

“…No…please…”

The female voice was extremely unrestrained and hoarse: "Hehehehe! I just like your kind of little white face."

The man in extreme fear could do nothing, let alone being forced to complete the process from weakness to hardness. This kind of thing would not make the woman in black. Meng Yongquan saw her take out a syringe from her close-fitting pocket, unplugged the plastic pullover, inserted it hard into the male hospitalist's shoulder, and injected all the liquid into it.

This is a special medicine for physiological release by the underground base for all people in black. This thing can promote the secretion of adrenaline and hormones in a short period of time. No matter whether the other person you are interested in is a man or a woman, you will use the medicine to achieve your goal.

The male guest screamed, facing up to the sky, and the woman in black looked like a female beast in heat, gritting her teeth, constantly biting on the surface of his naked body, and scratching her with her nails back and forth.

Meng Yongquan couldn't stand it and couldn't help but open his mouth: "Can't you be gentle? Even if it's a pig, you have to give him the pleasure of being ravaged."

This sentence is obviously more ridiculous than admonition.

The woman suddenly turned around and looked at Meng Yongquan with a fierce and cold look, and spit out a sharp and ferocious warning: "It's all your business! Is he talking too much? Do you believe me or not? I'll fuck you to death?"

Meng Yongquan swallowed all the unspoken words.

His body lowered a little, as if he was shocked by this tough warning. The woman was very satisfied with the effect of her words. She showed a disdainful expression on her face, turned around and continued to have fun on the screaming male guest.

Behind the counter that she couldn't see, Meng Yongquan held an empty bottle of wine in his hand, his face full of cruelty.

This is an opportunity to give yourself three days of survival. In the few seconds after the body is released, both muscles and nerves will become very tired. This woman may be blinded by desire, or she may not be able to figure out the situation before she came in... Hehehehe, this doesn't matter. Just wear this black tights, it means she is qualified to be killed.

Meng Yongquan waited patiently.

He knew that he would win.

...

Kunming.

There are no signs of human survival here.

The weather is getting warmer.

The dense vehicle wreckage on the road is the same as a few months ago, without any change. They are covered in dust, and the color of the window glass and paint surfaces becomes dim. The corrosion effect of the rain is emerging, and if left unattended, they will quickly become worn out until they completely lose their function.

The high-end and atmospheric toll station is already broken, and several entrances and exits have been smashed to pieces, revealing the broken steel bars. Several vehicles that wanted to rush out of the city by high speed were lying crooked on the side of the road, and an off-road vehicle was inserted directly into the toll room. The rear of the vehicle was suspended in the air, full of dirt.

More than a dozen corpses gathered at the gas station next to the road. They held weapons such as iron rods and smashed open the glass door locked from inside with amazing power. The terrible situation caused the color of the faces of several survivors in the gas station supermarket to suddenly change drastically. Before they could resist, they were swarming in the corpse groups quickly separated and became hunted targets. Soon, screams floated over the gas station, and blood and minced meat were everywhere on the ground.

There are many survivors.

Faced with the sudden arrival of virus crisis, humans will not all become extinct all at once. How many people are truly alive? There may never be accurate numbers. But one thing is certain - humans are at the top of the earth's biological chain after all, and they will escape, avoid, and fight to the death.

Five people, perhaps six, have turned into corpses without any signs of life inside and outside the gas station. It would have been difficult to survive until now. If it weren't for occupying the gas station and supermarket, a place where food and water are not lacking, it would have been difficult to maintain. However, "luck" is really vague. By now, these survivors have exhausted their last luck.

No one expected that the zombies would use weapons. Although they were just simple sticks, they were very terrible.

The flesh-and-blood feast attracted the attention of many small insects who liked blood. They flew between the sticky flesh and blood, and a few unlucky guys were swallowed by living zombies.

At the end of the distant highway, a staggering person slowly walked towards him.

Very tall, thin, slender, long, dragging extremely short shadows under the spring noon sun.
Chapter completed!