Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 2: The six hundred year old corpse comes back to life!
A cold light flashed in Zhao Fangxu's small eyes behind his glasses.

If the Japanese stranger thinks he can blackmail others by using the corpse of King Zhao.

Do you really think that the strange people in China are vegetarians and just for show?

"It's settled. I will contact the country to conduct diplomatic negotiations. No matter what, the remains of our ancestors cannot be left in a foreign country."

"If diplomacy doesn't work, we can only deal with it through alien methods!"

Zhao Fangxu stood up and said in a deep voice.

All the directors also stood up, each of them looking majestic.

"And Quan Xing and his gang, it's time to teach them a lesson. They actually dared to transport our ancestors' remains to Japan."

Huang Boren snorted coldly.

The directors all looked strange.

It has not yet been determined that the tomb was robbed by Quan Xing people.

But it's normal. No matter what happens in the alien world, Quan Xing should take the blame first.

Zhao Fangxu didn't say much.

Now all major regions need to work together, and Quanxing is a good goal.

"Let's bring back our ancestor's corpse first."

Zhao Fangxu said this and walked out the door.

"Jingle Bell--"

The board phone rang.

The directors paused.

This is an internal line. You can't call here unless it's urgent.

Bi Youlong was the closest and answered the call in two steps.

The voice on the other end of the phone was hurried and filled with extreme fear.

"Boss Zhao!!! It's bad, two corpses in the coffins have gone berserk!"

"What do you mean?" Bi Youlong frowned.

"It's alive!!! The six hundred year old corpse is alive!!!"

Bi Youlong yelled into the phone: "Are you kidding me!!!"

The directors all heard it and were horrified.

A six hundred year old corpse?

Come to life?

Is this still fucking Chinese?
Zhao Fangxu snatched the phone and shouted, "I'm Zhao Fangxu, speak."

He was answered with a scream.

This was followed by several screams.

Bi Youlong's eyebrows twitched wildly, and he said tremblingly: "I seem to hear the sound of a sword!"

Secret base.

The lights are dim.

There were bloodstains on the wall, and the light reflected the back of a man.

The man had standout hair and beard, was skinny and looked like a mummy. He was holding a person in his hand and biting the person's neck like a vampire, but it only took three to five seconds.

The man leaned back as if drinking ice in the hot summer, then threw the person in his hand aside.

Take a closer look.

This was actually a one-armed man. He could not be described as skinny, he was simply a skeleton covered with skin.

The eyes are abnormally protruding and look weird and abnormal.

Next to him were all the employees of Nadutong. They all died in a miserable state, with shrunken flesh and blood, fear on their faces, and a row of teeth marks on their necks. It seemed that the mummies had sucked all their blood dry.

"Not enough!"

The one-armed man licked his lips and smacked his lips.

"Speak up, what's going on with you guys?"

The one-armed man looked down and saw that a black object with some holes in it was actually making sounds.

He rolled his eyes, a curious gleam in them.

He was squatting down, wanting to study it more carefully, when a foot stepped out from the side and stepped on the microphone.

"Crunch--"

There was a teeth-grinding sound and the microphone exploded.

"Hey, Liu Yijian, you stepped on my precious magic weapon!" The one-armed man looked at the sword-wielding man unhappily.

The man was wearing ancient costume, holding a three-foot frost in his hand, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Lv Hui, now is not the time to play."

Liu Yijian looked around, his eyes gleaming with sword-like light.

"Forget it. Where are the spiritual objects we prepared? Nothing left?"

Lu Hui stretched her body and asked lightly.

"No." Liu Yijian looked around vigilantly.

This place is quite strange. It is underground and very cold. The road is winding and the construction style is a bit unique. It does not belong to the Ming Dynasty.

"What bad luck! Were we dug up by tomb robbers?"

Lu Hui shook her one arm. Her strength had recovered less than 30% and she didn’t have enough spiritual objects!

The two of them were two of the six coffins that were snatched back this time.

They were all tomb guards of King Zhao during their lifetime, and they were buried together with Zhu Li after faking their death.

But they never expected that they were awakened before the time came.

The spiritual objects they had prepared for waking up were nowhere to be found, and they could only drink blood to restore their body functions.

"These damn things deserve to be damned!"

"Can you leave some spiritual objects for your ancestors?"

Lu Hui stepped on the head of a nearby Nadutong employee, and the head shattered like an exploding watermelon, without any juice.

"Your Highness's coffin is missing."

Liu Yijian had a gloomy face, which combined with his skinny body made him look inexplicably sinister.

"I had expected this. The tomb robbers have sharp eyes and can tell at a glance that this is your highness's coffin. They will definitely not put it together with ours."

Lu Hui touched the wall with her one arm and spoke softly.

"The other four brothers haven't woken up yet. Now that you and I haven't recovered our full strength, I'm afraid we need to hide for a while."

Liu Yijian said calmly.

"The enemy is in the dark, and you and I are in the light. How can we go ahead without hiding? His Highness has taught us more than once that we should use our brains. I feel that after a good night's sleep, my brains are working much better."

Lu Hui turned her head comically and laughed.

"Okay, let's go." Liu Yijian walked forward leisurely.

Once, Lu Hui saw a microphone that had been stepped on and shattered. She stroked her chin and said, "I'm afraid these tomb robbers have a magical tool that can communicate with each other. I'm afraid our information has been exposed."

"So, we have to act fast!"

Liu Yijian spoke faster.

Before the multiplication was made, a deafening whistle was heard from the sky.

Madness whizzed by.

The wind blew so hard that Liu Yijian and Lu Hui could not stop backing away.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Lu Hui widened her eyes.

There were three giant black iron lumps flying in the sky with propellers on them. They were spinning so fast that Lu Hui's naked eyes could barely keep up with the speed.

The speed is so fast, if it hits your body, wouldn’t it be covered with bruises?
In addition, there was a hollow space in the middle, where many tomb robbers in uniform were standing.

It looks like we're surrounded!

Liu Yijian's face trembled as he said, "I didn't expect that six hundred years later, the magical instruments in the alien world would be so powerful?"

Just looking at the movement felt unusual.

The magical weapon that these two people considered to be an alien has a more domineering name in the modern 21st century - armed helicopter.

"Split up and run!"

Lu Hui acted decisively and ran quickly towards the west.

This speed is no worse than that of an ordinary electric scooter.

The employees of Nadutong were also shocked.

Running so fast?
What will happen if we enter the downtown area?
"Two seniors, the juniors have no ill intentions."

One of the members of Nadutong started shouting loudly with a loud speaker.

However, all he got in response was a cold sword light.

Dividing line.
ps: The new book is released, I beg you brothers to give me a free recommendation ticket, I will be very grateful!

(End of this chapter)