I am the True Ancestor

Ildong Group.

Kazuo Yamamoto stood in front of the window, looking at the tall buildings in the distance, overlooking the small half of the city from a high place, shaking a glass of plasma in his hand and pulling the corners of his mouth.

"One day, the world will surrender at my feet!"

"Oh, really?"

A fluttering voice suddenly appeared behind him, and Kazuo Yamamoto was startled and turned his head suddenly.

I saw a man in a shirt, black hair and black eyes sitting on the soft sofa behind him, looking at him with a bit of mockery, and I don't know how long he sat there.

It's Chu Heng!

Bang Dong –

The red wine glass in Kazuo Yamamoto's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the blood stained the expensive carpet red.

What's going on??

Kazuo Yamamoto took two steps back with some difficulty, his eyes trembled slightly, he looked at Chu Heng in front of him and said, "You, how did you get in?!"

Even if he had never met Chu Heng, but he had seen several file photos of Chu Heng, how could he not know Chu Heng?

But it was clear that he didn't even hear the slightest movement, and he didn't even feel his breath.

How did Chu Heng get in!

Chu Heng touched his chin and said lightly: "How did you get in? If this seat wants to go to a place, what can stop this seat?"

Hearing this, Kazuo Yamamoto's expression was fierce, and the dangerous aura around him surged violently!

I saw that his jet-black hair instantly turned silvery-white, a pair of black eyes also turned a strange green, and two sharp zombie teeth also grew out of his upper lip.

The second generation of zombies!

A touch of disdain flashed on Chu Heng's face.

He didn't even bother to mobilize the power of the True Ancestor's bloodline, his cold eyes swept over Kazuo Yamamoto, and a huge amount of coercion pressed towards his body!

Kazuo Yamamoto's face was extremely ugly, and he held on not to kneel, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the two trembled!

"Wait, Chu... I have something to say to you!"

Kazuo Yamamoto spoke with difficulty, his voice almost coming out of his throat.

Hearing this, Chu Heng raised his eyebrows.

Kazuo Yamamoto only felt that the horror disappeared, staggered under his feet, and hurriedly held on to the floor-to-ceiling glass, panting in his mouth, only to find that his palms had already been clutched.

"If you have any last words, say it. "

Kazuo Yamamoto gasped for a moment, raised his hand and pulled his already sweaty tie, and slowly stepped forward.

His face was calm, his eyes were still colored, he looked at Chu Heng who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, bowed slightly, and said, "Lord True Ancestor, look up for a long time!"

"No, what do you want to say?"

Chu Heng propped his head, his gaze fell on the window where the wind suddenly blew, and his brows wrinkled slightly invisibly.

Kazuo Yamamoto looked at Chu Heng, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said, "I wonder if the True Ancestor is interested in this world?"

"Naturally. "

Hearing this, Kazuo Yamamoto immediately asked: "Since the True Ancestor is a Zombie True Ancestor, have you ever thought of turning this entire world into a zombie world?"

Stupid and ignorant humans treat us like blood-sucking monsters, just because there aren't enough zombies.

But if all the people in the world become zombies, then there is no difference between humans and zombies in this world, and all zombies will be dominated by us!

When the time comes, you will be the master of this world, and I, Kazuo Yamamoto, will be your most faithful servant!"

"Huh, blood-sucking monsters?"

The corners of Chu Heng's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and he sneered and said, "This seat never thinks that you are a monster, not to mention, you are not qualified to be compared with this seat." "

Kazuo Yamamoto's face suddenly turned ugly, he clenched his fists and bowed his head and said, "Don't dare, Kazuo Yamamoto knows that he is not qualified."

But wouldn't True Ancestor even give me a chance to serve you?"

Allegiance?

Chu Heng played with the watch in his hand and sneered.

"No, and there's no need.

Kazuo Yamamoto, I think you forgot the words that night, and I asked Biga to bring you those words, right?

In that case, I'll tell you again. "

Chu Heng raised his eyes, his cold eyes swept over Kazuo Yamamoto, and shouted in a deep voice: "This seat said that sixty years ago, the more than 300,000 blood debts of the Nanjing Massacre, this seat will take it back from you sooner or later.

Now it seems that the time is come, Kazuo Yamamoto!"

As soon as the words fell, Kazuo Yamamoto's face suddenly turned white.

An invisible but huge force came towards him, grabbed his neck tightly, and lifted him from the ground to mid-air!

"Let go... I..."

Kazuo Yamamoto clutched his neck and struggled, struggling to make a sound, and the zombie teeth in his mouth were extremely hideous.

He tried to break free, but found that his whole body was restrained by that terrifying force.

A feeling of suffocation that he hadn't felt in sixty years surged towards Kazuo Yamamoto, and the fear of death permeated his heart!

"Don't... Please don't kill me... I'm Yamamoto... Kazuo knows that he is wrong..."

Hearing this, Chu Heng sneered.

"It's night!"

With that, Chu Heng immediately raised his hand and waved, and a terrifying force surged towards Kazuo Yamamoto!

Kazuo Yamamoto's eyes widened, and he raised his head suddenly, the expression on his face was full of disbelief, and his body quickly dissipated under this domineering and powerful force-

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