Liu Tianming has the fastest speed.

He found the point in a very short time.

Dai Fang suffered fatal injuries and death was inevitable. This kind of damage was different from the infection mutation caused by ordinary people after being bitten by a ferocious corpse, but was a complete destruction of the fatal parts of the body. But no matter what, as long as the attack was fast enough, the short period before Dai Fang died was enough for him to tell the secret he knew.

The bone blade whistled down with even more powerful force, cutting the infected body rushing into the room from its elbow.

"Stop him! Don't be busy and leave a living!"

Liu Tianming held Dai Fang, who was dying, and connected the broken arm that penetrated from his chest. He turned around in the room in a circle, blocked his opponent with his shoulders, and kept Dai Fang firmly in his arms.

This time was enough for Zheng Xiaoyue and Yang Qingguo to fight. They went up from left and right. Zheng Xiaoyue released an ice blade and an ice cone from a very close distance. Yang Qingguo did not bring any weapons, so he directly grabbed the other party's shoulder with both hands and pressed it against the wall.

Liu Tianming held Dai Fang and leaned against the chair. The huge pain enveloped Dai Fang's whole body. He felt like he was nailed firmly by a nail and could not move. His thinking consciousness was wandering in chaos and darkness. His body was numb and had no motivation and could do nothing. When he opened his eyes, he saw the flesh and blood fist that was bulging out from his chest.

Liu Tianming leaned closer to Dai Fang's ear, whose consciousness was becoming unconscious, and shouted loudly: "Tell me, what have you thought of?"

All this happened was definitely not accidental.

Dai Fang heard his roar. This was probably the most eye-catching signal that life was still stuck in the world. Through the rapidly blurred vision, Dai Fang barely judged Liu Tianming's face. He grinned and smiled, sending out a few words with blood and foam from the depths of his throat.

"The photo...synthesized...is fake."

“…I…we…we…no family…”

There was no first aid to save the death and injury of heartbreak. Liu Tianming clearly heard the words said from Dai Fang's mouth. He couldn't help but shock his whole body, and his hands that held Dai Fang couldn't help but relax. His bloody body slid down, leaned on the chair, lost balance, and fell to the ground with a tilted sideways.

We have no family.

We have no family!

A very simple sentence made Liu Tianming have many consciousnesses that he had never thought of before. He stood there blankly, his hands full of blood, as if everything he saw in front of him was covered in blood.

Zheng Xiaoyue fired several ice cones in succession, nailing the infected body that broke into the door firmly to the wall. This must be attributed to Yang Qingguo: If he had not pressed the other party's shoulders desperately, Zheng Xiaoyue would not have been able to aim so accurately, and directly penetrated the other party's shoulders, knees, and other important joints with thick and hard ice cones.

In the short-distance telephone on another chair, noisy shouts and Luo Kuan's panting sound came.

"Boss, I have controlled the situation. There are two infected bodies outside, both of which are normal types and not strong. They are both juvenile bodies in the third stage. I killed one, and Cao Xin was able to kill the other. The sentry discovered it in time and no one was injured. How should the body be disposed of? We eat it now? Or are you waiting for you to come and distribute it?"

Liu Tianming's face was gloomy. He used his bloody right hand to smear his chin. It seemed that the position was wrong and it did not buckle with the joints of the skull. In fact, he felt that he needed the smell of blood to stimulate the scent of the chaotic mind to become sober and calm.

Pick up the phone on the chair and commanded in a cold voice: "Arrang the people below to re-arrange the defense, arrange three times the alert tonight. Bring the infected bodies killed on both ends over, and you all come over."

After closing the communication, Liu Tianming turned around and walked towards the infected body that was nailed to the wall by the ice cone.

It is a middle-aged woman with a pretty face, wearing a normal-style sweatshirt. Her scattered hair fell from the front of her forehead, and her chest was fluctuating with rapid breathing.

It kept roaring and roaring at the people present.

"Let me go, let me go."

"I never thought of hunting you. I...I am not your enemy, I never thought of provoking you, let me go!"

"Give me aside! I don't want to die."

Her strength was very strong, and the ice cone nailed into the wall became shaking as she struggled. Liu Tianming, who was fierce on his face, rushed over and waved his bone blade to cut off his other arm. Zheng Xiaoyue made six ice cones at the right time, neatly nailing its legs. The woman's eyes were wide open, her lips were opened to the limit, and she let out a shrill scream that was not like a human voice.

The blood erupted from the broken arm emitted a strong temptation of food.

Liu Tianming grabbed the woman's hair vigorously, resisted the desire to open his mouth and bite the other person's throat, and asked in an unpleasant and hoarse voice: "Say, who sent you?"

The battle will not suddenly come without warning. Even the mutual hunting between infected bodies will follow the most basic biological laws. It includes promoting from followers, and there are as many as a dozen core members of the mutated infected body team who have injected immune potions and Liu Tianming's blood. Although most of them have low evolution levels and weak combat power. However, the numerical advantage is obvious. Even the stupidest idiots understand the reason why collective combat power is higher than individuals.

"I don't know! No one...no one sent me!"

The woman burst into tears, and her body that had lost her hands struggled back and forth on the wall, but could not loosen the slightest: "I just passed by. There is a supermarket west of you, where you can find some food. I... I mean biscuits and rice. I didn't think about provoking you. I know it's dangerous, and I will never be stupid enough to be an enemy of all of you. Please let me go! I'll leave now and never come back."

There was another knock outside.

Liu Tianming signaled Yang Qingguo to open the door, and Luo Kuan and Cao Xinneng walked in with a body on their own. All the core members of the team followed behind. Everyone had a hungry expression on their faces, and they kept licking their tongues, just like hungry ghosts who hadn't eaten for several days.

The room was big enough for everyone to come in.

Liu Tianming let go of the woman's hair in his hand and ordered Zheng Xiaoyue who was standing next to him in a cold voice: "Divide the food, everyone must be fair."

Zheng Xiaoyue showed a hint of hesitation on her face.

She didn't want to refuse, but wanted to get a more share of the food.

When subjective thinking is controlled by mutant cells, Zheng Xiaoyue feels that he can gain certain privileges and gain some benefits through his relationship with Liu Tianming.

"Say it again! It must be distributed fairly!"

Liu Tianming saw through the idea that was driving Zheng Xiaoyue to hesitate about the mutant cells and issued another irresistible order: "Otherwise, I will kill you and eat all of you without leaving any of you!"

This is definitely not a threat.

The process of sharing food is carried out in front of women.

A sharp knife was inserted into the corpse and separated thinly along the joint surface of the bones. The ligaments and tendons were cut, and the broken skin was pale yellow fat. The blood was not wasted, and everyone gathered on the neck of the corpse and drank a few sips. The infected bodies at both ends did not die for a long time, and the blood in the body had not solidified. In the lingo of human gourmets, they were all fresh and had not rotted yet.

Liu Tianming forced himself not to watch the bloody scene of his companions' meals when they were shared. He stared at the woman nailed to the wall, grabbed her hair again, and made her neck stand upright, screaming loudly: "Don't deceive me! Tell me honestly! Who sent you here? Look at them and look at these two people. If you want to get the same fate as them, then keep lying!"

"I really didn't lie to you! I swear!"

The woman's crying had become hoarse. Because of her serious injury and bleeding, her physical strength was rapidly depleting: "I'm really just passing by, I'm really just passing by!"

Liu Tianming grabbed the woman's broken arm, stuffed it into her mouth and sucked it desperately, and asked vaguely: "Then why did you rush in? You still want to kill our people?"

There was too much blood, so it would be a waste to flow like this. Without hurting the target's life, Liu Tianming felt that he had to drink some.

"I have no idea!"

The woman shook her head desperately and tried her best to show her innocence: "I really don't know anything. I did kill someone, but that was not what I did. I never ran at such a fast speed, and I don't know why I suddenly had such a crazy idea. I... I don't know anything. No one sent me, and I don't know why this happened."

Zheng Xiaoyue had already eaten her own food. She stood up, walked to Liu Tianming, stared at the woman with a greedy look, and kept licking her bloody lips: "Are you playing tricks on us? Who would believe this kind of thing?"

The woman lost a lot of blood, and her face was pale, and she figured out some things in severe pain and fear. She shook her head with difficulty and said intermittently: "I know you won't believe it. We are the same kind. You want to eat me, and I want to eat you too."

"Is this my own home delivery? Or am I overestimating my abilities and trying to challenge you all?"

"Hahahaha! I understand, no matter what I say, you will not believe it. There will never be any trust between us. Just like those who were eaten by me in the past, they were my food, and I have now become your food."

Liu Tianming lowered his broken arm, raised his head, and glanced at the woman deeply.

He sucked the strong smell of blood in his mouth, turned around, looked at Dai Fang, who was lying on the ground, and turned his gaze to the woman.

The dying and smiling eyes kept looking at Liu Tianming. He also understood what the woman wanted to express through her eyes.

Let me die more happily.

Don't torture me.
Chapter completed!