Chapter 17 The Time of the Supporting Actor

Well, change this angle and write about the supporting role. It's not that our thoughts are blocked (in fact, there is a sister who follows us, but that I really need to change the lens. After all, the decisions of these non-main figures are sometimes also important.

Well, no nonsense, let's go!

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Just when Chu Feiyue took her sister to find a place to live, in a place that was neither too far nor too close, a group of high-ranking guys were having a meeting...

The conference room on the third floor of the General Headquarters of the North Branch of the NJ Military Region.

The current Northern Military Region is peaceful and peaceful. After all, the zombies have been eliminated. The civilians who have fled to the Northern Military Region are happily celebrating in the area where they live, welcoming the peaceful life they have never cherished back to their lives.

But compared with the excitement of civilians in the living area, the atmosphere in the conference room is too heavy, just like a thick layer of dark clouds covering the heads of this group of powerful people. Everyone's faces are cloudy like cumulonimbus clouds with too much rain.

In the middle of them is a projector that is neither new nor old. A video was playing over and over again on the projector. The bloody shot did not evoke the vomiting of these middle-aged men, but caused them to be deeply uneasy.

If Chu Feiyue was here, he would find that he was on camera...

The video played on it is exactly the video that Shen Zhuojun has been recording since he entered the Southern Military Region. From the perspective of video, the camera should be on his hat.

These videos were sent directly to the receiver of the Northern Military Region by satellite, and then directed to the big screen of this conference room.

It can be imagined that when these military tycoons saw the zombies in the video, they were shocked. An elderly man who was directly scared of a heart attack was sent to the emergency room. And the rest were not good. They all looked at the cup of tea in front of them with a dark face and silently made their own small calculations in their hearts.

No one who can be an official is by no means stupid. After seven days of organization and leadership last week, they have a certain understanding of zombies or the "living dead" in their mouth.

But it is because of this rough understanding that they are even more afraid! Because their experiments have proved the death of the virus carried by zombies. That is to say, as long as even a zombie virus is contaminated in the blood, this person will be finished. The difference is only the time of the corpse transformation.

But the "living dead" has little strength and slow speed. Even a minor child can kill a zombie on guard, so these bigwigs do not pay attention to these sudden races.

Some of them even think how much benefit these zombies can bring to them if they control a group of zombies... After all, zombies who don't need wages, high-quality accommodation or even food are definitely the best labor force.

But this is based on the time when zombies do not pose a threat to them! Now, the zombies seen in the video can even run behind a group of special forces for so long. Such a movement speed has completely exceeded the average human level.

If these zombies appear in the Northern Military Region... The bosses bowed their heads and thought that they could have a way to live.

The result made them fight cold, because if these evolved zombies appear in the Northern Military Region, the current lax defense of the North Military Region will definitely cause riots and then be pushed away in one fell swoop.

A boss pressed the cigarette buttocks in his mouth hard in the ashtray and turned his head to look at the man in the shadow behind them.

"Xiao Su, you have the most ideas. Think of a way." The boss pointed to the big screen on the wall and continued, "And the young man you met when you came, can you talk to us again?"

For this room full of seniors, Su Shi, who is just over 40 years old, is indeed a junior, and it is normal to be instructed...

Originally, the chiefs didn't pay much attention to an adventurer like Chu Feiyue. Even if they heard Su Shi's evaluation of "a god-like man", their views on Chu Feiyue still stopped at a very surface stage.

"Didn't you say that this young man is immune to the 'living dead virus'? Let's see if we can get in touch with him. Maybe we can put him on the operating table to study why he is not infected with the virus. A thin old man with glasses asked in a hoarse voice.

The boss's speech was unanimously approved by others. Although they also know that it is unrealistic to let a good person lie on the operating table to provide raw materials for their experiments, in the great crisis of racial extinction, the safety of these individuals will disappear.

Well, it's the safety of others, not their own...

But they don't know how horrible Chu Feiyue is, but Uncle Su Shi knows it very well. Just looking at Chu Feiyue's ability to directly hit zombies with a car, the gate of the Northern Military Region can't prevent him at all. As long as the gate of the Northern Military Region is broken, groups of zombies outside will tear everyone here into pieces and gnaw into bones.

So even if Chu Feiyue appeared on the video on the big screen, Su Shi couldn't tell the truth. He didn't want to die so early...

Uncle Su Shi awkwardly pushed the golden silk flat eyes on his nose to pretend to be cool, cleared his throat and began to fool.

"Bala Bala Bala Bala Bala Bala Bala Bala..."

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow..."

"Bala Bala Bala Bala..."

Just as Uncle Su Shi was trying to dispel the dangerous thoughts of his superiors, we turned our eyes to another place.

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Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.

A big, blood-red "B" flag was inserted on the roof of the terminal building, beating with the roaring wind.

At the highest place at Hongqiao Airport, that is, on the command tower, a group of heavily armed black activists are studying a huge map of Shanghai.

Jimmy, a black fat man still wrapped in a red headscarf, pointed to Cao Jiadu, the most famous red-light district in Shanghai, howled excitedly.

"There, wewantwheretogoto,beautyinthesummonus!" There, where are we going? The beauty is calling us!)

With a "pop", Joe patted Jimmy's round head fiercely.

Jimmy raised his head angrily and was about to show his uncomfortable broken gong voice again, but a trace of coolness on his throat extinguished his anger like a bucket of ice water.

"Oh, Joe, youknowI'machuff... (Oh, Joe, you know I'm a rough person...)" Jimmy reluctantly smiled and slowly stretched out two fingers to pinch the Asian man's dagger against his neck.

Don't think that there will be no danger in a team... As an old-fashioned black club with enough seniority, the blood gang naturally has its own elimination system. No one who can live and climb to this position is simple. But only the Asian is special.

Because he was brought up by the old master himself. As an Asian, of course, there will be many people who are unconvinced, but gradually the voices of opposition have disappeared.

It's not that his ability has conquered all the gangs, but that those who dare to speak against him are dead!

Although it seems that there are all kinds of accidents in these people's homes, how can there be so many accidents that broke out together in those days? At first glance, man-made murder can only be regarded as an accident or suicide for the sake of the shame of the police.

But the people of the Blood Gang know very well that these people were done by Joe alone. Although they once thought they were cold, crazy, violent and ferocious, it turned out that Joe was far more ferocious than them.

'Maybe only Jessie can control him...' Jimmy stepped back two steps and squatted on the ground, silently and infatuatedly looking up at the slender and beautiful thin legs in front of him.

The owner of these thighs is now leaning softly on Joe, whispering privately between them to Joe in her unique "Jexica" English.

Judging from Joe's frown from time to time, he was very impatient. But perhaps because he was used to it, Joe did not push Miss Jessica away, but chose to sit on the corner of the map of Shanghai and looked at it seriously.

They are here to decide where to go in the future. Old Carl has reached the age of nourishment and no longer interferes in the affairs of the help. Therefore, the general direction of the whole blood gang is determined by Joe himself. Although Joe has made his own plan in mind, it should be better to gather his direct subordinates to discuss the effect.

At least in the centripetal force of the gang...

Just as several people in charge were arguing about where to go next, the door of the command room was suddenly pushed open, and a grin-looking teenager stepped back in imitating MJ's space steps.

Joe, who couldn't stand it, kicked directly at his buttocks. The teenager screamed "ah" and fell to the ground and rolled several times.

Luke, whatwillyoudo? Thefollowingthosethingsallworkout? Luke, what are you going to do? Have you solved all the things below?)

"Oh, isthis! ( Oh, that's it!""

With that, Luke, who answered the question, happily took out a translucent, translucent crystal with a large number of red wire marks from his crotch.

"Joe,doyoulookatthis,I'minthoseguy'sheadtofind! ( Joe, look at this, I found it in those guys' heads!)

Luke handed Joe the crystal he had never seen before, rubbed his hands excitedly and ran away. It can be seen that he is very happy.

After all, this is as lucky as suddenly picking up a diamond ring when walking on the street.

Joe weighed the red crystal in his hand, carefully shone at the light, and then broke it hard. According to his experience, the color of this crystal is great.

Lucy over there was talking happily about how he dug a crystal by chance, and a group of animals drooled and listened silently.

He put the crystal to his mouth, and Joe bit it gently. This was originally a practice to verify crystals, but it is necessary to know that what he is holding in his hand is not a real crystal...

Almost the second at the entrance, the crystal turned into a puddle of ** and flowed into Joe's body.

The transformation has begun...

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Well, another week's recommendation is over. The collection of 445... Well, it's really good for us who have been updated for 3000 a day, isn't it?