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City of Living Corpses 108 Selective Death Game

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    After He An carried Shangguan Hai back to the auto repair shop and settled down, Zhang Hao and Zhang Lang walked in carrying a white metal box about one and a half meters long and half a meter wide. After saying hello to He An  Put it next to the pile of submachine guns they brought in earlier.

    Zhang Hao bent down and put the box down, and asked He An, "Senior Shangguan, is he okay?"

    He An shook his head: "The death of Zhao Yong and the others made Uncle Hai feel bad, and he drank a lot. I was afraid that something happened to him and knocked him out. I hope he won't blame me when he wakes up tomorrow. After all, he is dead.  It¡¯s useless for us to be sad.¡±

    Zhang Hao sighed: "I hope too many people have died. Sometimes I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear it and will go completely crazy."

    He An came over and patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder: "Don't think about those useless things. At least we are still alive and well. Look at what is in here. I am really curious about what that person will send."

    Following He An's words, Zhang Lang, who had been eager to see what was in the box, immediately opened the metal box, reached out and took out a black top from inside and said, "Clothes?"

    ?????????? Then Zhang Lang let out a sigh as if he had discovered something, gestured with the clothes in front of He An and said, "This clothes is the same as the one you wore first, Brother He, except there are no epaulettes."

    At this time, He An also picked up a piece of clothing from the box. After a quick glance, he saw that the clothes in the box were all the special combat uniforms he wore at the beginning.  No matter the appearance or material, it was exactly the same as the one he ripped off from the dagger-wielding zombie at the beginning.

    "I didn't expect that the thing in the box would be this, which really surprised He An, and then he was overjoyed.  After all, this kind of combat uniform can not only be used as a body armor, but more importantly, it has the function of shielding biological magnetic fields. This is like having an extra 'invisibility cloak' in Linhai City, where zombies are everywhere, and the safety is greatly improved.

    It¡¯s just that the matching combat helmet with night vision function is still not in the box, which makes He An feel a little regretful.  However, this regret was immediately covered up by something Zhang Lang took out, which was a wrist-type individual multi-functional micro terminal!  It looks like it's the same model as the one that was damaged by He An's body change. The biomagnetic field detection function it has is a life-saving skill for ordinary people like Zhang Hao.

    Finally, after several people checked, there were four sets of special combat uniforms and four wrist-type micro terminals in the box.  Apart from that, let alone firearms, not even a bullet.

    At this moment, the micro terminal that Zhang Lang was still holding in his hand and watching curiously suddenly beeped, and then the lazy middle-aged male voice came again: "It seems that you have received this reward."

    "Reward?" Zhang Hao sneered, his voice suddenly rising an octave: "Just for these fucking rags, you let my friend die on the spot! You bastard scumbag!"

    "Hey, bug."

    The middle-aged man's tone did not reveal much emotion, but the meaning behind his words revealed a chill: "Although I am generous, it does not mean that I will not be angry. Don't be angry until you are really tired of living."  Try to push the limits of my patience or you will regret it."

    He An stopped Zhang Hao who was still talking and shook his head slightly.  The reason why this middle-aged man was so aware of their every move was that there must be a satellite above their heads pointed directly at the auto repair shop where they were.  Since this middle-aged man can mobilize satellites and helicopters, and can also obtain special combat uniforms that are only available in the military, his background is definitely not simple.

    No matter how you look at it, they don¡¯t have any capital to compete with them now.  In this case, no matter what, you must endure it.

    "These rewards are good, but there are only four sets, which is a bit too little. There are more than a dozen of us here. I guess with your ability, it will be no problem to get more than a dozen sets of combat uniforms." He An tried his best to calm himself down.  His voice sounded more normal, and he tried hard to hide his inner anger towards this man: "And you are so stingy that you are not even willing to give us hundreds of bullets?"

    I don¡¯t know if He An¡¯s disguise was really good. The middle-aged man didn¡¯t seem to hear the anger he deliberately concealed, or maybe he heard it but didn¡¯t bother to care about it.  In short, the middle-aged man still said in his usual lazy and arrogant tone: "Although your words are much more pleasing to the ear, I regret to tell you that this is the only reward this time. If you think the amount is small, you can only blame yourself.  . If you want a gun or bullets, then obediently do as I tell you, and your benefits will be indispensable when the time comes."

    "By the way, you seem to care about these friends of yours?"

    He An was slightly startled by the middle-aged man's last words with some unknown meaning: "What do you mean?"

    "Nothing"At this time, He An suddenly raised his head, and everyone saw that He An's originally delicate face had been slightly distorted, revealing an exaggerated laugh: "Do you think you are good at torturing people? Do you think you are very smart! Hahahaha, watch out.  Got it!"

    He An was talking and strode forward. Zhang Lang who was blocking him saw He An walking towards him and immediately ran to the side in a panic, shouting in panic: "Don't kill me, I won't kill you again."  Stop bragging, I won¡¯t talk nonsense anymore, I swear I will say less than a mute in the future, I really swear! Please don¡¯t kill me"

    However, He An ignored him and walked straight to the room where everyone was just now, with a sinister smile on his lips. As he waved his hand, the dagger had already passed through the neck of the black bear huddled in the corner with no legs.

    The black bear didn¡¯t even react. He felt a slight chill on his neck and tried to move his eyes downwards, trying to see clearly what happened.  Just a moment later, he felt like the world was spinning, his body fell uncontrollably, and a huge gash had opened on his neck.

    The plasma spurted from the black bear's neck wound dyed the wall behind him red, and also made half of He An's face a little scarlet.  He An nonchalantly shook off the blood drops on the dagger, raised his face to the sky and raised his middle finger:

    "you lose!"

    There was silence in the micro terminal for a moment, and the middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Wait for the news tomorrow." Then the communication was cut off, leaving everyone staring at He An in shock. It took a long time to recover from such a sudden change.  Come.
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