Chapter 443 Pregnancy-Open
In the previous zombie incidents around the world, apart from Neon, which was the most severely affected, Big Beauty followed closely behind.
This is also their ‘confidence’ for this hearing.
For the beautiful elite, the lives of the people at the bottom are just numbers. If so many people die, making good use of them is a good entry point.
To arouse empathy, you can take a bite of meat and eat it.
But no matter how it is just a number, after experiencing a wave in the beginning, everything that should be prepared is now ready.
The subsequent defense was obviously more experienced and the reaction speed was faster.
What's more, the place where the incident occurred was New York, not a slum.
After receiving the call for help from the first arriving police officer, a large number of police forces were immediately dispatched.
Helicopters were even deployed at night.
The roar of the propellers was accompanied by powerful searchlights.
The nearby residents felt a panic.
It seems like something big happened!
It was just an ordinary shooting. It was normal for someone to call the police, but it was not taken seriously.
Now three helicopters are hovering back and forth in the sky.
Even explosion-proof police armored vehicles came out on the ground.
The NYPD is completely different from other local agents. They have deep pockets and excellent equipment.
And because the K-virus broke out long ago, they also purchased a batch of weapons and equipment specifically for zombies.
Anyway, it was quite good when used in the last incident.
So even though I took it seriously this time, I didn’t feel that the problem couldn’t be solved.
But the sirens on the streets rang over and over again, and the helicopters came over and over again, but in the end they returned without success.
Big and beautiful surveillance is not widespread, so I really have no clue this time.
However, the test results of the blood samples soon showed that there was no K virus, and one of the blood samples was painted with dog blood.
It must have been done by some kind of cult. The homeless man and the dog must be dangerous, but it's nothing serious.
There was a shooting, and a homeless man died. To put it bluntly, the seriousness was not as serious as the death of the dog.
At least if the animal protection organization finds out, they will definitely come out to cause trouble and come to pay homage.
But people don’t matter...
……
Early the next morning, many supporters who came to protest came to Yisen Park and wandered near Yisen Clinic.
However, some of them have heard about what happened here last night.
"It seems that a lot of detectives came here last night. Do you think they came here to destroy the evidence?"
"It must be so! I heard that it was just a homeless man and the poor dog who disappeared. Although the dog is very pitiful, it will not cause such a big noise."
"Yes, I must have used this as an excuse to come here and destroy the evidence!"
"There may even be a zombie infection."
"That's right, it was terrible last time. There was one downstairs in my house. After being shot and killed, blood was splattered all over the ground. The blood of these zombies was not solidified."
"The body is still alive, for sure. It's still a little different from the movie..."
"..."
The protesters gathered in the park began to gossip about this incident, and they felt more and more like a conspiracy...
Rio, a mixed-race black man and a supporter of that candidate, also came to participate in the protest.
But to say how fanatical and supportive he is, that's all.
I will follow you here, the most important thing is to see if there is any bargain.
If the crowd gets excited, maybe they can try to hit some nearby places that they normally wouldn't dare to visit.
This is a prosperous area in New York, and there are many luxury stores nearby.
Anyway, he would usually participate in such activities whenever there was one. Occasionally, someone would hand out money, and even if no one gave him money, he would still be able to find a way to make money on his own. This was considered his profession.
However, this kind of protest itself is also very energy-consuming. After all, he has to stay for a long time. After chatting with his nearby companions about last night's events, he drank several bottles of water and felt that his bladder was full.
"You guys go on, I'm going to the toilet."
"Just find a place to get it done. I've been there before, and the queues for the toilets here have been long these days."
Another pure black guy said nonchalantly.
Because there are too many people nearby recently, the toilet is tight.
Anyway, it is commonplace for them to solve problems on the spot.
For example, on the New York subway, almost every station, large and small, has their traces, just like the sworn territory.
"You have to find a place with fewer people."
Of course Rio doesn't mind this kind of thing, but it's not good if there are too many people.
"Haha, are you still afraid of being seen? Maybe you can attract some lonely companions, haha."
Amidst the joking of his companions, Rio also laughed and cursed and quickly ran out of the crowd.
Sure enough, there was a long queue in front of the restroom, and many of them were women. He didn't bother to fight. He found a deserted alley and walked straight in.
However, after entering, he saw a homeless man leaning against the wall holding a dog behind the blind spot that was originally blocked by the trash can, which almost startled him.
This person has no voice.
Fortunately, after taking a look at the other person's rising and falling chest, I still knew that the person was not dead.
Then he took a few steps inside without paying attention, and started to pour water on the corner with a happy face, making the wall make a squeaking sound.
Just after his relaxed expression appeared, he noticed that the shadow on the wall in front of him changed.
It seemed like someone stood up from behind, blocking the light source of the exit and casting a shadow on the wall.
That homeless guy?
There are some guys who have issues with their orientation, and many of these homeless people have no worries yet, Rio said with a sneer as he continued
"Brother, I'm sorry for watering down your territory, but you don't mind, right, haha~"
But then he discovered that the owner of the shadow seemed to be approaching him.
"We'd better keep a distance, otherwise I'm afraid there will be some misunderstanding."
When he shook his head a few times and prepared to put away the tools, Rio also became a little alert.
But the next moment, he was completely stunned.
The head of the figure thrown onto the wall seemed to have suddenly split open, and countless tentacles were dancing in the air for a moment.
All the shadows are reflected on this wall!
There was also a disgusting sound of Puff~Puff~ coming from behind.
This sudden change also made Rio turn around with a little panic and hesitation.
It's a prank, right? Shadow prank.
But looking at the head in front of him, it exploded, revealing a terrifying figure with countless bloody vines swinging, blocking the exit of the alley.
His whole mood collapsed quickly.
He finally knew why there was such a big fight last night.
But you haven’t solved it yet!
This made Rio immediately collapse and scream, ready to call for help.
But just when he opened his mouth and before he could make a sound, a tentacle of flesh and blood shot out and stuffed it into his mouth.
Tentacles with red and black pus on the surface kept pouring in, scraping a layer of sticky pus around the corners of his mouth.
Not only did it block the sound, but the invasion and huge pressure on his throat made Rio roll his eyes and he couldn't even make a whine.
Then I saw something on the uneven surface of the tentacles being injected into Rio's body...
Chapter 527
Most of these beautiful activities were originally very loose.
It is completely normal for people to disappear while walking. They go to the toilet, go home for something, or move to another place, or they may be built into a wall.
Not many people will really pay attention and care.
With so many people, it is completely normal for a few to disappear.
But...
Gradually, some bloody graffiti appeared inexplicably in some uninhabited alleys, corridors, public toilets, rooftops and other places nearby.
Some people see it and think it doesn't matter, but some people still call the police after seeing it.
Therefore, the NYPD is also aware of the situation here.
Are there any protestors missing?
This is a big trouble!
Originally, they had deployed a lot of police forces nearby to avoid conflicts.
It’s really hard to explain what’s happening now.
Maybe some people think it was them, or some force behind it.
This also led the NYPD to deploy more police officers near the protest and begin investigating the possible cult.
It's just that the increase in the number of nearby agents has obviously caused dissatisfaction among the people here who came here to look for 'clues' and protest.
Thinking that it was aimed at them, coupled with the incitement of a certain candidate, and the inexplicably violent atmosphere nearby, the conflicts at the scene immediately became a little more acute.
"There must be something wrong!"
"We want to go into the hospital and have a look!"
"What exactly is going on?"
"I heard that people from the parade have disappeared recently! It must be them!"
"Damn it, there's really no K-virus in it, right?"
"..."
Various signs and banners appeared, and collisions became more frequent.
After the glass of a luxury store was smashed, violent conflicts inevitably occurred.
The atmosphere of violence and chaos began to gather, and the already impulsive crowd seemed to become even more crazy.
Watching those little black people who are afraid of chaos in the world and don't know where they come from, rush into the store to buy goods for zero yuan.
The NYPD detectives who were maintaining order nearby also felt helpless.
"Senior, are you just looking at them like this? They are robbing!"
The police officer who first discovered the homeless man's blood stains complained as he looked at the scene in front of him.
The zero-dollar purchase was happening right in front of their eyes, and they were sitting in the police car watching it.
"Otherwise? Do you use your body to block or shoot?"
The old detective next to him obviously didn't feel any fuss about this kind of thing.
Now this place has attracted a lot of attention. If it is not handled well, it will be in trouble.
It’s nothing to buy for zero dollars, but if a black person dies, it will be great fun and you can’t afford to suffer.
After this Mars introduction, the atmosphere nearby became more and more manic, and the residents living nearby also felt nervous.
Fortunately, in most cases, we still focus on those luxury brands. The risk of going home is too great and the harvest is not much. It is far better to focus on stores.
But even so, residents living nearby and people with guns at home began to prepare...
"Shit, why don't these dirty bugs die!"
An old man stood at the window looking at the chaos below, holding a shotgun with an angry look on his face.
His car was trampled to a pulp by the group of people, but he didn't dare to go down with a gun in this situation.
He is a middle-class man with a good fortune, and he has never thought that it would be uneconomical to have a head-on confrontation with this group of people.
It's been really troubled lately, and I don't know when a cult seemed to have gotten involved in my apartment building. Someone used some blood to smear strange symbols on the roof.
It makes people feel sick just looking at it.
Later, the detective came to investigate and said that the blood was human blood and that it really deserved to die.
"Ah!"
The sudden scream made the old man stunned.
Screaming is normal in this chaotic scene now, it is very chaotic outside.
But this voice was very close, as if it was next door.
It seems to be Mrs. House?
This made the old man immediately walk towards the door with his shotgun.
There must have been some little thief who took advantage of the chaos and came in. He really deserves to die.
However, just as the old man opened the door, a strong fishy smell spread into his nose, which also contained a strong smell of sulfur, which made him almost retching and couldn't help but reach out and cover his mouth and nose.
What the hell? Damn it!
When he walked out of the door and entered the corridor of the apartment, he was shocked to find that the walls of the corridor were filled with various bloody graffiti.
There are all kinds of weird symbols and patterns.
Looking at these twisted patterns, he felt a little dizzy, as if he couldn't calculate.
Under this dizziness, he felt as if the scenery nearby was gradually changing.
It was distorted in the haze, just like the perspective when I was drunk.
At one time, it was a walkway full of weird symbols, and at another time, it seemed like a cave filled with magma and where countless monsters gathered, switching back and forth hazily from time to time.
And some of those monsters seemed to be looking at him.
Full of cruelty and bloodlust.
A monster that looked like a deformed bird with a long neck and a sharp mouthpart on its head turned to look at him.
The densely packed eyes around the mouth seemed to be staring at him at the same time.
Then he jumped up, flapped his wings and flew up, swooping towards him.
"Damn thing!"
The old man roared angrily, and regardless of whether he was hallucinating or not, he pointed directly and pulled the trigger.
The next moment, the hallucination dissipated, and he seemed to be back in the corridor again, which made him pat his head with a wry smile.
"What's going on? Those things in the cult are really evil and can cause hallucinations..."
But the next moment, the old man's expression froze as he looked at the gun marks he left on the ceiling of the corridor.
It's his own shotgun.
But why, there are several huge twisted feathers falling down...
Looking at the messy feathers falling down, it seemed that they had been shot by a gun. They looked very messy. I didn't know what kind of bird they were from. Looking at the feathers made me feel sick.
Well, it should be from the strange bird in my previous hallucination...
He stretched out his shoe and kicked the feather forward. After confirming that it was real, the old man began to tremble and fill the shotgun in his hand with bullets.
Mrs. House's screams next door had stopped, and he had no intention of continuing. Instead, he slowly retreated into the house and closed the door...
Then he trembled and said to the bracelet on his hand
"Siri, call the police for me and tell them there is a monster and they need heavy firepower!"
Bang~
There was a sudden violent impact and vibration, as if the house was shaken, and dust fell from the ceiling.
But the security door that had just been closed in front suddenly dented inward, as if it had been hit by some huge force!
Bang~
Another collision occurred, causing the old man to keep retreating with his gun.
Another impact, as if a sharp claw penetrated the security door.
It seems that it does not belong to the deformed bird, but to another kind of monster!
"siri! Hurry!"
Shotgun loaded and aimed forward.
The next moment there was a sound of glass breaking, and the window behind the old man shattered.
Countless things that looked like plasticine palms poured in from the window and hugged him before he could react.
The palms of his hands were grasping his face and arms, restraining his whole body!
Looking through the gap between the palms clasping his face, he was horrified to discover that one of the hands had the ring that Mrs. House next door used to show off.
Shit...
He pulled the trigger randomly, and with the sound of gunshots, the old man was held by countless arms and quickly left the window, flying back towards the next door...
Chapter 528 opens
Bang~
The shattering and falling of the high-rise tempered glass attracted a lot of attention from the already agitated crowd below.
The tempered glass falling from a high altitude was quite lethal. On the spot, two little black men fell to the ground covered in blood and started wailing.
That is to say, he didn't hit his head, otherwise he might not be able to howl.
This made many people yell angrily
"Someone must have done it on purpose!"
"Yes! On purpose!"
"I think he is the owner of that store!"
"That's the owner of that store!"
"..."
As the special window-breaking hammer smashed the glass wall of the store, the angry crowd flattened the entire store.
Bang~
A corpse suddenly fell from the sky, which calmed the fanatical crowd a little.
Looking back at the broken corpse, which had turned into meat paste and mud, just like a meat-filled corpse wrapped in clothes, many people nearby also lowered their heads and vomited.
"What's going on?"
"Someone committed suicide?"
"This corpse is so weird..."
Those who are brave can see that this corpse is so weird, it feels like half of the head is missing, it doesn't look like it was dropped like this.
And as the corpse twitched like mud.
Everyone nearby couldn't help but have expressions of horror on their faces.
"Zombies!"
"Ah!"
"Help!"
"Run!"
"..."
For a moment, panic spread, and there was a trampling incident immediately.
The mud-like corpse on the ground just stood up with half of its head missing.
The corpse was quite strange. The part above the eyes had disappeared, the ears had become large and pointed, and the wound on the missing head seemed to have turned into a mouth.
It seemed that he had no eyes and could not see, his ears were twitching constantly, and then he instantly moved to the nearest screaming woman at an extremely terrifying speed that far exceeded the limit of the human body.
The deformed palm pressed down on the woman's head and lifted her. With a crunch, she rotated 180 degrees, and she couldn't die anymore.
The next moment, he appeared next to another person, as if he was killing purely for the sake of killing...
……
Yoko, who was dining in a high-end restaurant on the third floor across the street, saw the sudden bigger commotion outside and couldn't help but pick up the bracelet and start filming
"You deserve it! You deserve it! Curse you!"
Yoko kept taking pictures of the situation outside while muttering curses in a low voice.
The last time she went out to work as a volunteer, she encountered a beautiful soldier who was disgusting. Although Umbrella finally got angry at her, the feeling of being under someone else's roof still made her feel very bad.
After the follow-up restoration and cleaning work of Neon was almost completed, Yoko also took advantage of the summer vacation to prepare to go out and relax.
The dormitory is horrible, and it's getting more and more wrong.
Sometimes I can feel someone blowing on my neck when I go to the toilet.
The moving towels, toothbrushes, etc. made her even more nervous.
Some of the marks I made specially also changed obviously.
This time it happened that there was a hearing being held here, so she came to express her support.
The hearing turned out to be even more infuriating, and she wanted to blow up New York.
Fortunately, Umbrella is tough.
But Umbrella alone is useless and cannot solve the actual problem.
At this time, I heard that there might be a secret laboratory or something here, and Yoko came over excitedly to investigate the clues.
But after she came over, she realized that she was completely redundant, because too many people had gathered here when a certain candidate came up to shout.
So she chose a nearby hotel to stay while observing the place.
Today I also went out to eat at the restaurant here while observing the situation here to see if I could record some material.
The result...
There seemed to be some serious commotion.
At this time, the manager of the restaurant also quickly came over and said to the guests in the restaurant
"Please rest assured that our restaurant has an excellent security system. The restaurant door has been closed now. The riots outside will not affect this place. Our security guards are equipped with guns."
I have to say that although this high-end restaurant is expensive, it does provide supporting services.
Security services are one of them too!
This is why in the previous zombie incidents, apart from bad luck, almost no elites were affected in the aftermath.
Even if we live in the same city and on the same street, we are actually in two completely different worlds.
On one side is efficiency, safety, and perfect service, while on the other side is chaos.
Outside there are scenes of trampling, death, and violence, but behind a wall is a scene where the rich are enjoying themselves.
Elegant music echoes inside, and exquisite food exudes tempting fragrance. You can enjoy the changes outside while sipping wine.
The restaurant door is closed, retired special forces hired with high salaries, semi-automatic rifles and shotguns guard the doorways and stairs that are easy to defend but difficult to attack.
It can be said that as long as there is no heavy firepower attack, this place is as stable as Mount Tai.
"Even in the previous zombie chaos, our place was not affected at all. If there is a problem, the NYPD will give priority to rescue us big taxpayers. They know who is their food, clothing and parents."
The restaurant manager's words caused a lot of laughter, and although Yoko was also in the restaurant, she had a weird feeling.
Her family's conditions are very good, and she is considered an elite in Neon.
In fact, Neon's class structure is quite serious, and it is even more difficult to climb up than Damei.
And has been relying on the baptism of "bloodline is supreme" to make ordinary people accept this.
But...
Even they are not so estranged!
At least on the surface, Neon cares about 'etiquette'!
Listening to the soothing music in his ears, Yoko couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.
Then something seemed to come from the manager's earphones. It should be the security personnel stationed behind the closed door. Because the manager was located near Yoko and the sound was louder, she could vaguely hear what was being said.
‘Manager, it seems like it’s really a zombie incident. It’s a bit troublesome. Now we have cut off all entrances and exits. We hope it’s not a mutant infection. ’
Really zombies!
Sure enough, there is a laboratory nearby! Umbrella's clues are correct!
Because of the clues they provided, the crowd gathered here, put pressure on the laboratory, and then there was a leak?
"I understand, don't worry, the glass has been replaced with high-grade bulletproof glass last time. It doesn't matter even those mutated zombies, just hold on tight, and then come up to the stairs with two people to give the guests some sense of security."< br>
Although the manager was shocked, he calmly gave the order.
In fact, the infected bodies of those mutated zombies are just like this. Although they have reached the limit of the human body, the most troublesome thing is their ability to infect. They may be able to invade a house through the window, but it is meaningless here!
Moreover, it is not yet certain whether it is a mutated infectious agent.
Nowadays, the Internet is so developed, not to mention that the scene is already in the focus area, and there are media from the candidate's faction adding fuel to the flames.
So there was an accident here, a suspected biohazard incident, which instantly detonated the world.
It’s still too early for Neon to finish!
There are still a large number of scrapped cars on the streets that have not been cleaned up, and the air is still filled with stench.
As a result, the beautiful girl came here again?
Aren't you still conducting hearings?
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