Wei Tao was a little nervous. After Zhao Qiang had just walked for a long time, the modified bus came back. He stopped at the back door with a swagger, looking fearless. He left several ladies in the monitoring room, and Wei Tao took Zhang Yongming with a serious expression.

Seeing Zhang Yongming preparing behind a temporary shelter, Wei Tao opened the door. No matter what your purpose is, today I will settle this grudge at one time! Wei Tao made up his mind to improve his condition to the best. His gun holster has been released and he can pull out his gun to shoot at any time.

The bus slowly drove into the back door. After several modifications, the outside of the bus was covered with explosion-proof shields, and Wei Tao was unable to figure out the situation in the car for a while. Soon, the bus stopped in the center of the loading and unloading area of ​​the rear door.

The handle in the cab moved, and Wei Tao's fingers twitched unconsciously. Zhang Yongming, who was hiding beside him, also opened the security on the gun, and the palm of his hand became wet due to tension. The car door opened, and the person who jumped out of the car immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you back?" Zhang Yongming put away his gun, walked over, and punched the visitor in the chest.

"Why, isn't it welcome?" Zhao Qiang smiled, his face still swollen.

"What's going on?" Wei Tao pointed to the bus and asked coldly.

Zhao Qiang turned around and glanced at the bus he drove back, and easily threw it out: "Givea!"

In the lounge, Zhao Qiang sat on the sofa and told about what happened. Li Zihan stood aside and carefully wiped the dried blood on Zhao Qiang's forehead.

"So, Li Zixin is dead?" Wei Tao asked coldly.

"It should be so. I cut his throat with my own hands. Unless he can find a surgeon and a complete set of surgical equipment within ten minutes, he will be dead." Zhao Qiang said, looking gratefully at Li Zihan who was busy on his forehead.

"Don't move!" Li Zihan muttered carefully, without stopping the work.

"Where are the others?" Wei Tao continued to ask.

Zhao Qiang obediently sat upright and replied motionlessly: "There are no other people. I just injured them and threw them in the convenience store."

After looking at Zhang Yongming, who was sitting aside with a gloomy face and did not speak, Zhao Qiang shrugged apologetically and said, "Old Zhang, I am sorry for today's incident. After all, they are your colleagues and friends. I'm sorry." Zhang Yongming shook his head and smiled bitterly, "That was their own fault, no one else's fault."

Everyone fell into a brief silence, and Zhao Qiang felt a little uncomfortable. The ones who had killed before were all zombies, and things that did not belong to this world, but today they killed a living person. After the initial excitement, the terrified eyes flashed in front of Zhao Qiang.

"Brother Zhao, are you sure the blood on your head is yours?" Li Zihan broke the silence. She found that there was no injury on Zhao Qiang's forehead!

Zhao Qiang laughed and reached out to touch his forehead, "Isn't you telling you, just..." Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qiang stopped by himself. After fumbled on his forehead, an incredible look appeared on his face. After only a few hours, the wound left by the baton on his forehead disappeared.

"It's obviously here." Zhao Qiang was confused. He touched his head and looked at the blood-stained cotton balls on the side.

"Your injury has healed." Wei Tao still breathed a cold tone, not seemingly surprised.

Li Zihan shook his head and said, "This is impossible! No one can recover so quickly!"

Wei Tao did not refute, but just pulled open his clothes and exposed his abdomen. A scar appeared in front of everyone. Seeing that everyone had noticed it, Wei Tao said coldly: "The gunshot wound was left during the gun battle last night. I didn't tell anyone that it was like this this morning."

"I don't know why, but it has happened. You, me, and even others, may have superhuman recovery ability." Wei Tao said his discovery.

"You mean, we all have the possibility of gaining this ability?" Zhao Qiang realized the problem.

Wei Tao shook his head and said, "I don't know what other people are doing, but for the two of us, this thing has indeed happened!"

Zhao Qiang jumped up because he remembered that when Li Zixin fell down, there was something else in his eyes besides fear.

"I'll go out and come back soon!" Zhao Qiang shouted, picked up the gun and ran out hurriedly.

When Zhao Qiang arrived at the previous convenience store, he realized that he was late. The rolling gate that he had closed with his own hands had opened. The police were no longer there, and Li Zixin's body was gone. Only a few piles of solidified blood and scattered shells on the ground proved that everything before was not Zhao Qiang's dream.

When he returned to the supermarket, Zhao Qiang threw himself on the sofa, and everyone guessed the result of this trip. "He is still alive." Zhao Qiang said dejectedly: "When I went, they had already run away."

Zhang Yongming broke the silence and said, "Since you ran away, let's forget it. After you left, we conducted an experiment. We found that everyone except me had this ability."

"What?" Zhao Qiang jumped up from the sofa again, grabbed Zhang Yongming's arm and asked, "You said you all have this ability?"

Zhang Yongming stretched out his finger, and a clear wound on it was in his eyes. The blood had stopped. He said with a wry smile: "I mean, except me."

Zhao Qiang sat back on the sofa again. The more and more changes made him feel a little overwhelmed. He thought for a while and said, "Since everyone has this ability, why don't you?"

In addition to shaking his head and shaking his head, everyone has a superhuman body, but now he still looks useless! This makes Zhang Yongming feel very failed and laughed at himself: "I have always been unable to get up all these days. I always feel very tired and want to sleep. This may be my change."

Everyone discussed for a long time but did not get a satisfactory answer, but at one point, everyone reached a consensus: after the disaster, everything changed, and perhaps all the changes were related to the Mayans who had predicted this disaster.

Although it has been recognized by everyone, Zhao Qiang found it a bit ridiculous: the Mayans, a mysterious nation with a long history and mysterious history. After Europeans discovered the Americas, they mysteriously disappeared. No one can know why. And they are most famous for predicting this great disaster that is enough to destroy the earth. The earth will be destroyed by the end of the fifth solar period. Now the earth is not destroyed, and what is destroyed is human civilization.
Chapter completed!