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"Roar!" X4
A large wave of sexy zombie girls rushed towards Ma Xiaoling, almost instinctively wanting to pounce on her and take a bite.

But in an instant, four zombies flew backwards. For some reason, Ma Xiaoling, who was in a very bad mood, showed strong fighting power, and four zombie paintings appeared on the wall.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yaqiang rushed to the window, shouting, "Grandpa, save me!"

Crash! The glass shattered, and the body was thrown into the air.

Instead of facing those two unknown humans inside, it's better to use your head to have an intimate encounter with the concrete floor, which spans 20 floors.

A hand patted him on the shoulder, and the next moment the world spun around him, and Zhou Yaqiang was back in the office.

“He has been infected by the zombie virus and turned into a zombie,” Ma Xiaoling said.

"Yes, but why can he talk?" Tan Wenjie wondered.

"Isn't it normal for zombies to talk?"

At this moment, Ma Xiaoling thought of zombies such as Kuang Guohua and Kuang Fusheng.

However, zombies like them are ultimately in the minority.

"It's normal that he can't speak." Tan Wenjie flicked his right hand lightly, and a burst of lightning instantly pierced through Zhou Yaqiang's head.

The corpse collapsed to the ground, seemingly intact, but its interior had actually been completely pulverized by the thunderbolt.

Ma Xiaoling wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped.

After their eyes met, the two acted in unison, with Ma Xiaoling leaping forward and somersaulting to dodge the swift, slashing corpse claws that came from behind.

As soon as she landed, she turned around and saw that Tan Wenjie not only didn't run with her, but instead took the initiative to touch the corpse claw.

"be careful."

She immediately gave a warning, and then heard a loud "bang" of metal clashing. Tan Wenjie stood still, while the zombie that had attacked from behind retreated one after another, and several pieces of its body exploded with a "bang".

It was clearly the one that launched the sneak attack, yet it was the one that got hurt in the end.

At this moment, the attacker's appearance was revealed: dressed in a classic Qing Dynasty official's robe, with a withered face and long, menacing fangs.

Its feet don't touch the ground; it floats in the air.

This flying zombie is none other than Zhou Taigong. According to Wu Ying, the other party is a zombie who died ninety years ago.

"Roar!" Zhou Taigong grabbed Tan Wenjie's shoulders with both hands, lowered his head and bit down on his neck.

Before the corpse's mouth even got close, the fist, the size of a sandbag, was already rapidly magnified in the zombie's eyes.

"Oh!"

Two consecutive "crack" sounds rang out, and the corpse's teeth fell to the ground.

The corpse of Zhou Taigong was filled with disbelief. It turned and rushed towards the window with a mournful "Awoo".

But the next moment, a hand patted Zhou Taigong on the shoulder and led it back into the office.

"No wonder they're a family; even their escape style is so unique," Tan Wenjie praised.

"Lin Bing Dou..." Ma Xiaoling made a hand seal with both hands.

She could already sense the terrifying nature of this zombie; its fangs, which had been smashed by Tan Wenjie's fist, had regenerated rapidly within seconds.

Moreover, the injuries caused by the previous sneak attack on Tan Wenjie have already healed.

Only by using the Ma Family Divine Dragon can it be killed in one blow; otherwise, even if a part of its remaining body escapes, it will surely regenerate quickly due to its powerful corpse energy.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand to signal her not to rush.

"Do you recognize me?"

He was eager to know how far the fusion between the two worlds had progressed. Everything in his memory remained unchanged, but unexpected events were frequently occurring in places that had little connection to him.

Since the other party is from ninety years ago, it means they are from the same era as me.

"You'd better not ask those questions," Ma Xiaoling advised.

She worried that Tan Wenjie would be heartbroken if he knew about the future of his wife and family, since she had never heard of a Taoist master surnamed Tan from He Yingqiu, a descendant of Mao Xiaofang.

Given Tan Wenjie's abilities, Ma Xiaoling even speculated that he could easily handle the Nuwa's world-ending chaos a few years ago.

The various wars that followed may also have contributed to its disappearance.

Zhou Taigong: "Roar!"

"Hey, stop swearing. Let's talk this out. We're only giving you another chance because you're a purebred zombie."

This world is full of zombies who fight for their bloodline, but only Zhou Taigong is still diligently absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and drinking human blood to level up. Such an old-fashioned zombie style can be described as rare and precious.

"I swear, I'll let you go after you answer my questions, or may I be struck by lightning!"

Ma Xiaoling next to him: "..."

If she remembers correctly, Tan Wenjie is in control of Thunder.

The poor zombie was completely manipulated.

Grandpa Zhou let out a loud "Aow," as if in response.

Have you ever heard of Tam Man-kit, the richest man in Hong Kong?

"Ouch."

The zombie shook its head.

Tan Wenjie took two steps back: "Xiaoling, do it."

Zombie: "?"

However, the dragon had already flown out and crashed into Zhou Taigong's chest, instantly detonating his body and turning him into ashes.

Tan Wenjie said, "That's too naive. Not to mention there's no Thor in the sky, even if I were struck by lightning, it wouldn't matter."

Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but complain: "There's nothing to be proud of about breaking your word."

"Master, help me!" came the cry for help from downstairs.

"There seem to be quite a few zombies down there."

The two went to the window and looked down, only to see a huge horde of zombies surrounding Fly. Fly held his breath and dodged left and right among the zombies.

These zombies were clearly created by Zhou Taigong through a massacre to suck blood.

"No, I can't take it anymore!" He stopped and gasped for breath.

The zombies, sensing human presence, swarmed the flies in a frenzy.

Tan Wenjie suddenly grabbed forward with his right hand, and a large, golden hand appeared out of thin air.

It was as big as half a building, with golden dragon shadows wrapped around its arms.

As Tan Wenjie made a gesture of swatting mosquitoes, his golden palm enveloped all the zombies and flies below, slamming them to the ground with a "boom".

When he raised his hand again, Fly was squatting there, unharmed, with a cloud of ashes flying around him.

For Ma Xiaoling, the zombie Zhou Taigong she encountered tonight was the weakest zombie she had ever met in her life. Although this zombie had absorbed the energy of hundreds of people and had become a flying zombie, it was still at the bottom of the social hierarchy in this world.

As for Fly, aside from a few close calls, he made a fortune. He not only took over Snake's territory but also acquired Snake's sister-in-law and inheritance, making him a true winner in life.

morning.

After having breakfast with Ma Xiaoling, Tan Wenjie was on his way to meet up with the SDU members when he bumped into Wu Ying arrogantly leading a group of his underlings through the streets.

"Oh, masters, it's been a long time."

"Congratulations, Fly Bro."

"Master, you're too kind. You've saved me many times. If you ever need my help again, just call me anytime, and I'll give you a special price."

After saying that, Fly swaggered away. "Damn it!" Tan Wenjie gave him the middle finger.

Ma Xiaoling, standing beside him, smiled; she rarely saw Tan Wenjie suffer a setback.

"Doesn't it feel like the grand finale?" Tan Wenjie suddenly asked out of the blue.

Ma Xiaoling asked instinctively, "What?"

"After going through countless hardships, the protagonist finally gets everything he wants and happily embraces a new life." Tan Wenjie gestured, "At this point, the credits should roll, and right, the words 'The End' should appear in the sky, that would be the most appropriate."

"Have you been watching too many movies?" Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but roll her eyes. "And you mean Fly is the male lead?"

"He looks so sleazy, why doesn't he sing or act in movies instead of becoming a gangster? And he even has a master like me protecting him along the way, while beautiful women throw themselves at him. If he's not the protagonist, then who is?"

What movie are you watching?

"Nonsense".

"..."

Ma Xiaoling quickened her pace and said, "Let's hurry up, I don't want to be late."

The SDU team has been acting like a neighborhood committee lately. Although they wear neat ghost-catching gear, they are busy dealing with all sorts of trivial matters for ghosts every day.

Inspector Chan hopes to get the SDU into service as soon as possible so it can be deployed to the front lines to deal with demons and monsters.

This was also the main task of Tan Wenjie and Ma Xiaoling this time: to arrange a test to see the ghost-catching abilities of the SDU members.

The Viking Hotel is a completely dilapidated and abandoned hotel.

Various terrifying legends surround this hotel, the most famous being its inexplicable disappearance. It is also said to have become a place for paranormal enthusiasts to explore and a suicide hotspot.

No one knows if it's true or not, because according to information circulating online, everyone who entered the Viking Hotel is already dead.

Tan Wenjie and Ma Xiaoling stood outside the Virgin Hotel, facing the SDU members.

"Your mission is to enter the hotel and find the ghosts inside. However, some ghosts are good and some are bad. You need to carefully distinguish them, bring the good ghosts back for salvation, and eliminate the evil ghosts. I have already given you the electronic Buddhist chanting machine. Remember not to make any mistakes. This is your test."

"Yes, Madam!" *N
The fully armed squad entered the hotel.

"What do you think?" Ma Xiaoling asked. "Do you think they have a chance of completing the mission?"

"It's not that complicated. As long as their equipment is good enough, they can complete the mission easily."

Ghost hunting is a life-threatening job. Ghost hunting skills developed in a short period of time are useless. Therefore, investing more money to upgrade equipment is the best way to improve your ghost hunting ability.

"You must be able to make magical artifacts too, right?"

"Less likely."

"And what about the things you usually use?"

“I have several teams,” Tan Wenjie said, counting on his fingers. “There are teams that draw talismans, teams that refine pills, and teams that forge weapons.”

If we continue to subdivide, the division of labor will become more and more numerous and detailed.

If you rely solely on completing a [Secret Realm] world and then drawing lots for raw materials, the share you can obtain is very limited. However, if you treat each special [Secret Realm] world as a raw material production field and build processing plants based on it, you can quickly produce the desired finished products.

Ma Xiaoling chose to remain silent. She found it difficult to discern the truth in Tan Wenjie's words and tried to convince herself to believe him.

The SDU members completed the mission very quickly, driving all the ghosts together in just half an hour. After successfully finding the evil spirit, they shot it and annihilated it.

After emptying the magazines, everyone returned refreshed.

"Report! We have successfully completed the mission!"

“You’re ready to graduate,” Ma Xiaoling said.

"Yeah!" everyone cheered.

Only Ma Xiaoling had a look of worry in her eyes. This level of "skill" was far from enough to subdue demons, but judging from the assessment indicators alone, they not only completed them but also exceeded them.

Finally, she added, "If you encounter any situations that you can't handle, come find me immediately."

"Yes." Everyone was in the most smug moment after completing the mission, and things like pleas for help and situations they couldn't handle didn't get into their ears.

"Disband."

Just an hour after the group left, one person returned to the Viking Hotel.

Mars was precisely the object of Mao's inner turmoil.

He was still wearing that gear, and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

Upon returning, Mars received a secret mission from Inspector Chen, instructing him to find a red barrel and bring it back.

Mars, filled with countless questions, ultimately chose to remain silent. He was also required to conceal his whereabouts and absolutely could not be exposed.

Having explored the Viking Hotel extensively an hour earlier, Mars knew the interior like the back of his hand. As he searched through the rooms, he could even spot the footprints left by his teammates.

He was very relaxed, convinced that nothing unexpected would happen.

"The red bucket has been found."

Mars found his target under a table, but the object was tilted and hidden underneath.

He bent down, picked up the red bucket, and looked around. He found many small items on the floor, including a ballet music box.

Completing his mission was the priority; he still had a date with Mao You.

When Mars rushed back to the police station and handed the red bucket to Inspector Chan, he was met not with praise, but with criticism.

"Where's the music box inside?"

"A music box?"

Mars suddenly remembered what he had seen before.

"That's the important thing!" Inspector Chen immediately ordered, "Go and get it back right now."

"Yes, sir!" Mars had more and more questions in his mind, but he still saluted and accepted the order.

"besides."

Inspector Chen gave his final instructions.

"Make sure no one else finds out."

"Yes!"

In order to finish his mission as soon as possible and go on his date, Mars hurried back to the Viking Hotel, only to find that a group of television crews were already there filming a paranormal program.

Remembering the orders he had received, Mars had no choice but to wait until the group left before going in to search.

"Huh? Why is he here too?"

Mars stared in shock at the familiar figure on the television screen.

It was Tan Wenjie, Brother Jie, whom I just parted ways with today.

At this moment, Tan Wenjie stood in front of the camera, looking every bit the seasoned entertainment star, smiling and greeting everyone.

"not good."

Mars knew in his heart that today's task would definitely not be easy to complete.

Meanwhile, Tan Wenjie, who was invited as an "ordinary person" to participate in the horror hotel adventure game, had already introduced himself to the camera.

He didn't want to participate, but the show was related to "Wenjie Entertainment Company" and he even ran into the Three Colors Messenger.

It's my own business after all, so I should give it the respect it deserves.

"But if I were to participate in a paranormal program, would any ghosts dare to show their faces?" (End of Chapter)