I am your natural enemy

Decheng Funeral Home is in the northern suburbs of the city. From here to the western suburbs, someone directs passing vehicles to keep pulling over.

Big cars are checked for overloading, small cars are checked for drunk driving.

Seeing this scene, Mo Zhicheng pulled over with the others and opened the car window.

"Blow it, please."

Mo Zhicheng blew it and heard the instrument beep a few times, and then a voice came from the machine.

"You have been driving drunk."

Mo Zhicheng was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, the other party brought the instrument over again.

"Please blow again."

The second time, the same result.

"I didn't drink..."

"Please turn off the engine and get out of the car."

Mo Zhicheng pushed up his glasses and looked at the expressions of the people around him, then at their positions and the people in the distance.

After just a few glances, Mo Zhicheng sighed secretly. He didn't understand where and how much was exposed.

According to the current battle, not much should be exposed.

But as an online ride-hailing driver, he knows the next process very well.

Wait here for ten or twenty minutes and blow twice more. If there is still more, you will have to be taken to the hospital for a blood test.

It was impossible for him to go through these procedures, especially blood draws.

He looked up, a smile on his face.

"I said, I didn't drink. I drove a ride-hailing car online, and I've been driving since dark. I want to make money, so how could I drink while driving?

You have to check for drunk driving here early in the morning. It's hard work. Finish the check early and go back to rest early.

What I said is real. "

As Mo Zhicheng's unusually sincere words fell into the ears of several people beside the car, an idea emerged involuntarily in their hearts.

What he said makes sense. Everything he said is true. He didn't drink. We can't stop him and waste time. There are still many people behind him. The people above are simply sick. Let's just check for overloading at this point. , check for drunk driving, people who have drunk should have taken a rest by this time.

A person beside the car put away his instruments and saluted.

"Sorry, sir, let's go quickly and drive carefully."

"Okay, thank you." Mo Zhicheng smiled and thanked several people.

He stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. As the window closed, the smile on his face disappeared.

Knowing something was wrong, he, a man who had always been on the bright side, was being targeted.

But it doesn't matter, I just wanted to take a look before leaving to make sure everything went as planned.

By the way, take a closer look at Wen Yan.

He still hasn't figured out what exactly Black Shadow was hung to death at the gate of the community where Wen Yan's house is located. Such a symbolic cruel method must have nothing to do with the Lieyang Department.

But, it must have something to do with Wen Yan.

This time, he didn't dare to do anything rashly. He just wanted to take a close look at Wen Yan.

At this time, his phone rang, and his subordinate's voice came from inside.

"Boss, we have received a guest."

"Okay, after receiving the guests, let's leave Decheng."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zhicheng drove all the way west.

…

Seeing the body jump away, Wen Yan immediately helped Zhang Laoxi up and called Feng Yao.

"Feng Yao, the wooden armor mask was taken away by a black dog and entered the wilderness in front of the funeral home. The client completed an advancement and he went after him. Can you track it?"

"I'll try." As Feng Yao was talking, a report came from the headset. He didn't stop Mo Zhicheng. He found an excuse for drunk driving and stopped him. The next step was to get a blood test. The worst thing is that you need to stay for a while and then blow again.

But Mo Zhicheng only said a few words, and several staff members inexplicably let Mo Zhicheng go.

Feng Yao is now very sure that there must be something wrong with this Mo Zhicheng.

Now looking at the position, Mo Zhicheng's car has gone a long way and is heading away from Decheng.

He gave Wen Yan a brief summary, and Wen Yan also gave Feng Yao a brief summary of what had just happened.

"He's running away."

"I know."

"I have an idea. Can you create some conditions for my clients to pursue it themselves?"

"This is against the rules..." Feng Yao flatly refused.

"You should also know that this kind of guy has big obsessions and can even operate in the old icehouse.

In just a short time, an advancement has been completed.

His heart was pierced by one of Zhang Laoxi's magic swords. Instead of dying, he burned the magic sword and completed the advancement.

With the power you have now, can you kill such a guy by force?

If that doesn't work, letting him complete his obsession as soon as possible is the best solution. "

Feng Yao was silent for a moment. After some calculations, he could survive being pierced by Zhang Laoxi's magic sword. With the power he could mobilize immediately in his hand, it might be impossible to kill the jumping corpse.

Moreover, according to Zhang Laoxi, there is also the practice just now. If it cannot be eliminated at once, it will only make it stronger and stronger and advance rapidly.

"I will report this matter and try to resolve it before dawn."

Wen Yan hung up the phone and followed Zhang Laoxi into the car. The pickup truck roared and he was about to leave. The curator walked forward quickly and took out a bloody jade pendant and handed it to Wen Yan.

"Take the bodyguard. All consumption will be reimbursed. Don't be brave, save your life first."

"Don't worry, curator. With my little arms and legs, I never intend to go into a head-on confrontation."

Wen Yan held the jade pendant in his hand, and suddenly felt a warmth pouring into his body along his palms. The coldness of the night was dispelled, and his whole body became warm.

Zhang Laoxi drove the car and glanced at it, feeling envious.

"Your curator is so generous. He gave me the Blood Warm Jade directly. I have to catch at least ten evil monsters before I can get this thing in the Lieyang Department."

"How many have you caught?"

"There are only three this year, and one of them can only be counted as half."

At this moment, Wen Yan's cell phone rang, and Feng Yao shared a location with him.

…

On the side of a small village road a few kilometers away from the funeral home, a man wearing a mask and a peaked cap blew a whistle.

In the cornfield beside the road, there was a faint sound getting louder and louder from far to near.

A black dog with half of its face eroded by corpse poison and its flesh and blood turned hideous and rotten. It held a wooden armor mask in its mouth and ran quickly through the cornfield.

The man wearing a mask looked at the black dog rushing out of the cornfield and immediately took out a box and placed it on the ground.

The black dog put the wooden armor mask into the box, took the initiative to cover the box, and then immediately approached the man wagging his tail.

"Heizi, good job."

The man praised, took out a large piece of fresh meat with bones, and fed it to the black dog.

The black dog wolfed down the piece of meat, which was at least ten kilograms. As the black dog swallowed the fresh meat, the rotten parts of his face began to heal rapidly.

At this moment, the black dog raised his head alertly, his ears perked up, and he growled at the cornfield.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

There was a dull sound like something falling to the ground, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

In the cornfield behind, the jumping corpse was wearing a dark blue shroud. His face was stiff, his eyes were empty, and his arms were stretched forward stiffly. He jumped several meters in one leap.

The masked man noticed something was wrong and immediately packed up his things and got into the car. He looked to the side and could already see the jumping zombie's head, which was higher than the cornfield.

Just one glance made the masked man feel numb all over, and he stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

But as soon as the car started moving, a corpse jumped several meters in the cornfield on the side and hit the front of the car.

There was a loud bang, and the car spun on the spot and rolled sideways.

The black dog rushed out of the car, grinning, and headed straight for the jumping corpse's neck.

The jumping corpse didn't dodge, and was bitten in the neck. The bones were cracking. His outstretched arms were directly inserted into the black dog's body. The black dog's blood spurted out, but he still bit hard. Jumping corpse's neck.

After a while, the black dog turned into a tarnished black dog skin and fell to the ground. The injuries on the corpse's neck healed quickly as the bones moved on their own.

His gray skin began to look a little shiny at this moment.

He turned to the other side, still muttering to himself: "I want to help my son...".

With one leap, he was ten meters away.

On the other side, the masked man was running wildly. While running, he called Mo Zhicheng.

"Boss, Heizi is dead. Your father is chasing me. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape... uh..."

The masked man looked down and saw a hand piercing through his chest. He wanted to breathe, but the blood that had poured into his lungs spurted out with his breath.

He looked back with difficulty, and saw Tiao Zhi's expressionless, even somewhat blank face, and his empty eyes, not even a trace of malice.

The zombie was still mumbling to himself.

"I want to help my son..."

The masked man grinned and smiled self-deprecatingly, and the look in his eyes slowly dissipated.