The end of the world: from devouring, my corpse king rises

Chapter 11 Interrogation
but.

Ba Dao did not end Ma Cheng immediately.

But with the tyrant.

Dragging his last breath, Ma Cheng, who was like a dead dog, came to the villa and begged to see their boss——Zhang Yang!
Because Zhang Yang said it.

If a human broke into the territory, he could deal with it by himself, just leave a living person and bring him for interrogation.

Ma Cheng.

It is the survival left by the Ba Dao this time.

In the villa.

"Boss, we have brought you a living, please ask."

Ba Dao bowed his head respectfully.

The tyrant threw Ma Cheng, whose legs had been severed and was only half alive, to the ground brutally, causing the latter to let out a howl.

But he still gritted his teeth and raised his head, looking at the boss who was being targeted by two first-order zombies.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you'll be shocked when you see it!
Ma Cheng saw a handsome fair-skinned, well-dressed young man leaning on the sofa, watching a movie on TV while shaking a goblet filled with bright red liquid.

In one word, elegant!
"This is the boss of those two zombies? The real zombie king who rules this area? Is he really a zombie?!"

The huge waves of fear in Ma's heart were higher and higher.

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

Feeling a little gloomy about the future of mankind.

At this time.

The tyrant kicked the human being who had become a prisoner, and while he was screaming in pain, he shouted:
"What are you doing in a daze, tell me! Tell me your details!"

"Hahaha! The winner is the king and the loser is Kou. I, Ma Cheng, have fallen into your hands, and I am doomed to die. Don't even think about getting anything out of me!"

Ma Cheng looked up to the sky and laughed, he would rather die than surrender.

His wife and children all died in the hands of zombies, so he naturally hated zombies extremely.

see.

The tyrant was ready to strike.

But Zhang Yang stopped the tyrant at this moment:
"stop."

The corpse king gave the order, and the tyrant dared not refuse, and slowly lowered his domineering arm.

But Zhang Yang turned his head interestingly.

Ma Cheng, whose legs were cut off and bleeding profusely, lay on the ground with a glimpse of his peripheral vision.

The goblet filled with blood stopped shaking.

all of a sudden.

A burst of terrifying pressure suddenly descended, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, as heavy as a thousand junctures.

The mental power formed a coercive field, which made Ma Cheng feel like his bones were about to shatter, and he couldn't breathe at all, as if falling into hell!

Zhang Yang's unhurried voice sounded:
"Human life is the least valuable in the last days, and death will happen all the time. However, different ways of dying and the pain that will be caused during the process are also very different."

"For example, I can ask Ba Dao to give you a sword head, and have a good time."

"You can also let the tyrant use his fists to smash every bone in your body into powder. You will not die immediately, but will struggle like a worm, and finally die of suffocation."

"It's just that you may have no idea, tyrant, let this human experience it first."

Zhang Yang is like a high-ranking king.

He ordered at will.

And the tyrant who stood aside and was eager to try, did not hesitate at all, and immediately took orders:

"Okay boss, then I'll smash his two arms first!"

clack clack...

The domineering fist came down, and the strength was well controlled. It didn't cause any damage to the exterior, but sent all the strength into the inside.

In an instant, every bone in Ma Cheng's two arms was shattered into powder!

The two arms could no longer be lifted, they could only squirm and swing like two meat worms, and Ma Cheng let out a heart-piercing scream, his face was as pale as snow, and he almost fainted.

"Well, are you willing to talk now?"

Zhang Yang interrogated again.

It also promises a benefit:
"As long as you confess clearly, then I can give you a happy one."

Done.

Before Ma Cheng could react.

It is necessary to order the tyrant to continue to break his remaining two thighs.

I can't live, I just want to die quickly!

Ma Cheng, who never wanted to suffer another hellish torture, didn't dare to hesitate at all.

He hastily used his last strength.

shouted:

"Say it! I'll tell it all!"

then.

Then he explained everything about the No. 9 search team he was in, and even the general situation of the official shelter in Rongfeng District, like shaking a sieve.

Nowadays, the government spends a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to build shelters in every urban area, big and small, in Honglian.

Accommodate and protect the survivors in the urban area, and fight against the mutated creatures, striving to recover the lost ground as soon as possible.

Rongfeng District, where Zhang Yang is located, is considered to be a relatively early shelter.

The current population is about [-], of which [-] are troops, and the awakening, first-level, and second-level evolutionists add up to [-], and the rest are all ordinary people.

But the current situation at the shelter in Rongfeng District is not optimistic.

The shelters are narrow, overcrowded, and lacking in supplies. The refugees are depressed, and violent incidents such as forced robbery occur one after another.

At the same time, search teams composed of evolutionaries and ordinary people are constantly being sent out.

Come to dangerous areas to find resources that can be used, or to rescue trapped survivors.

There are a total of thirteen such teams.

The number of Ma Cheng's team that was eliminated this time was the ninth team, and its comprehensive strength ranked in the middle.

not only that.

Ma Cheng also heard that there were some anti-social scumbags who would not stop before the apocalypse broke out. After the apocalypse came, they became more unscrupulous and gathered together to form an underground force called the Heisha Society.

The group of anti-social scum from the Heisha Society not only dealt with mutant creatures such as zombies, but even slashed at their compatriots with butcher knives. Many people in the shelter were brutally murdered by the Heisha Society.

The two sides can be said to be in the same situation, irreconcilable.

This kind of news that only insiders know also aroused Zhang Yang's interest.

"Will Heisha do it?"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly:
"I look forward to meeting this group of people."

This is the end.

Ma Cheng vomited all the information he knew, without hiding anything.

And he also seemed to want to seek relief.

Lying on the ground unable to move, he begged:

"I've told you everything I know, hurry up and give me a good time, hurry up, I beg you, I really can't hold on..."

"Satisfy him."

Zhang Yang is a good corpse.

Commitment.

Give Ba Dao at the side a look.

The latter understood, took off the wide and long saber on the back, chopped it across, and his head fell to the ground, giving Ma Cheng the relief he wanted.

Then, a translucent energy crystal was dug out from the heart of the corpse.

Together with the tyrant who also dug up one.

At the same time, he stepped forward to offer Zhang Yang.

"Boss, this is to honor you!"*2
"Ah, very good."

The thoughtfulness of the two subordinates was very helpful to Zhang Yang. After receiving the two energy crystals, he immediately signaled to search for the bodies of the team members, and they could handle them by themselves.

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