Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"you're awake?"

Yin Ze glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "Did you find something?"

Otherwise, with her temperament, she would not have been able to open her eyes at this time, and still look seriously at the darkened outside.

"The smell of blood is too strong. If we drive a little further, we may have to abandon the car and walk."

There were more and more corpses on the road as the fishy smell intensified. Twenty minutes later, Yin Ze drove significantly slower. The sports car following him also gradually slowed down. He also realized that something was wrong with them. The expressions of the few people were not much better. It seemed that they did not expect that they were already close to the Shura Field before they reached their destination.

When they could no longer rely on the car to move forward and had to abandon it, Mu Jing asked Yuan Lin to take care of Muyang, got out of the car, put one hand in his pocket, and looked up slightly at the pile of corpses in front of him.

Even the few people who had seen a lot of corpses couldn't help but cover their mouths and look away when they saw the pile of corpses with varying degrees of decay in front of them, which was at least seven or eight meters high. Divert your attention to suppress the urge to gag.

The blood dripping on the ground had long since dried up, forming a dark color that was very depressing at night. Mu Jing took out a flashlight and shined it on the pile of corpses. He looked at the rotten faces exposed with good eyesight and said calmly: " There are zombies piled under this pile of corpses, and the middle and upper parts are humans, which is a bit interesting."

Especially there is a sharpened wooden stick stuck at the top, and there is a...oh haha?

He took out a more powerful flashlight from his bag and shone it, smiling: "Is that my head?"

"……What?"

Yin Ze followed her line of sight and saw that the face had been peeled off, and there was a photo of Mu Jing that did not fit the size of his face, and a long gray wig that was crooked as if it could be blown off by the wind at any time. When he took his head, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Did your enemy do it?"

"I have no enemies."

Mu Jing looked at the head with a little appreciation, and listened to the gasping sounds behind him that also revealed clues, and said to Zhou Qiyang: "Sunshine Classmate, can I trouble you?"

After finally showing off the shame of being called Ban Cao, is there an upgraded version now?

Zhou Qiyang, who obeyed the order, pursed his lips slightly and told himself that this must be a test of his face, and he would adapt to it.

Looking at the head brought down by the vines, Mu Jing, who had already put on gloves, didn't mind the bloody thing at all, and even the scalp was missing. After tearing off the thing, it should have been obtained from her student ID card. After enlarging Cunzhao looked at it and said, "Which picture is wrong? Why do you want to use the one where I have acne?"

Her skin condition has always been stable, with only a handful of acne breakouts, and this...

"My junior high school photos look pretty good, right?"

"...Brother Jing, it seems like it's not a question of whether you look good or not, someone is targeting you!"

Yuan Lin pointed to the photo with two black holes in the eyes, "This person is so vicious, he actually poked black holes into your eyes that are shining with countless stars!"

This rainbow fart made Zhou Qiyang push him behind him, and then said: "This person seems to know that you are going to take this road?"

"Yes, I seem to know..."

Mu Jing seemed to know something. He held the head with one hand, pulled off the wig, and then opened the skull that had been cut open in front of them. When he saw what was lying inside, he chuckled. But his voice was so cold that he said, "I have the guts."