In the early morning, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

"Hey, Yamila, good morning, have your matter been resolved?" Chen Zhao rubbed his eyes. Last night, he flew to the dilute oxygen layer to absorb cosmic rays and did not come back until three in the morning.

"No, not yet... Chen, I want to discuss something with you."

"If you want to buy gold, don't talk. That batch of gold does not belong to me, and I also borrowed it from my friends, so you need to return it in full after using it." Chen Zhao said.

"Chan, it's not this." Yamila's tone was quite serious: "I suspect that this time the bank robbery was your kind, so you can take care of this matter?"

"It's impossible. If it's my kind, it's definitely not the same method. You may not even notice it, and the money has been lost." Chen Zhao was not very sure, but he felt that Yamila might not be able to find the gold, so he wanted to take action by himself.

"My security captain found some mercenaries, but something happened yesterday. Now I'm back alone. You'd better come here. There seems to be something wrong with the person who came back."

"Where to go? Where to live?"

"yes."

"when?"

"The faster the better, better now."

"Okay, it will take at least an hour when I wash it."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhao put on his clothes and washed his clothes.

The children have already gotten up one after another.

Most of the children are called out by evil devils.

Chen Zhao personally took them to the school and then drove to Yamila's residence.

When Chen Zhao entered the villa, all Yamila's bodyguards were present.

Those who don’t know thought this situation was prepared for Chen Zhao.

In fact, after the bank robbery, Yamila prepared a large wave of bodyguards for herself.

These bodyguards are quite unfamiliar with Chen Zhao.

So when Chen Zhao entered Yamila's villa.

Most of the bodyguards stared at Chen Zhao with fierce eyes.

Only a few people know Chen Zhao.

One of them was considered an old employee of Yamila, who came up to help Chen Zhao open the car door.

"Mr. Chen, Miss Yamila is waiting for you inside."

"Okay, help me drive the car to the garage, thank you."

Entering the living room of the villa, Yamila was sitting listlessly on the sofa and rubbing her eyebrows.

"I saw that you were in such a bad mental state early in the morning. Do you need me to prescribe a course of medicine for you?"

Yamila looked up at Chen Zhao, her face full of fatigue: "I'm not in the mood to joke with you now."

"Where is the survivor you mentioned? Where is he now?"

Yamila took Chen Zhao upstairs and pushed a room open.

In the corner of the room, a man was wrapped in bed sheets, curled in the corner and shivered.

"It's him, Oro, get up, I have something to ask you."

In the crack of the bed sheet, Oro looked carefully at Yamila and Chen Zhao at the door.

"I've said everything I should say."

"I need you to repeat it again."

"Don't let me recall that picture anymore, I don't want to recall that picture anymore." Oro's tone seemed a little excited, and there was a hint of fear.

"Yamila, let me talk to him alone."

Yamila looked at Oro, then looked at Chen Zhao again: "Okay, let him calm down a little."

Chen Zhao sat down beside the bed and looked at Oro who was wrapped from head to toe on the ground.

"Let me guess what you saw, is it a monster? Or is it something cruel?"

Oro's body shook slightly.

When Chen Zhao saw Oro reacting, he said, "The cruelest scene I have ever seen is the cannibalism scene. Have you seen it?"

"Don't say it, don't say it..."

"Does people eat people or monsters eat people?" Chen Zhao asked again.

"Don't ask anymore, you don't understand, the scenes in the movie are different from reality..." Oro roared hysterically.

"No, I understand." Chen Zhao said.

"How do you understand? You're just talking."

"Haha...what do you think Yamira is asking me for?"

Oro couldn't help but stretch his head out of the tightly wrapped sheet and looked at Chen Zhao seriously.

"What? Are you a psychic? Or an exorcist?"

"Although I can do the job of a psychic and exorcist, my job is a doctor." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

"Is that true? Then you have come into contact with many patients, have you?"

“Yes.”

"So can this be cured?" Oro's arm reached in front of Chen Zhao from the sheet.

Chen Zhao saw that Oro's arm was covered with a layer of flesh membrane on the skin of his arm. This flesh membrane was obviously not Oro's own.

The flesh membrane was still squirming slowly, looking very disgusting.

Chen Zhao reached out and grabbed Oro's elbow joint: "Don't move."

Oro was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Chen Zhao was not scared away.

Yamila had found a doctor for him before.

As a result, the doctor saw his arm and screamed in fear.

At this moment, Oro felt that Chen Zhao's hand strength was increasing.

"You are..." Oro couldn't help looking at his arm.

The flesh membrane on the arm seemed to feel this force, and the squirming speed was faster.

"This is……"

"This is the dead flesh." Chen Zhao said: "This thing can absorb people's vitality, but it is not difficult to drive it away. As long as the port of the attached part is blocked, it will fall off by itself because of lack of nutrition."

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the undead flesh fell off Oro's arm.

The undead flesh is actually a kind of undead creature, they just look like a piece of meat in form.

In fact, it still has a certain individual thinking.

However, the IQ of the undead flesh is very low.

They attach to the host and will slowly absorb the host's vitality.

Until the host dies, it will be transferred to another host.

The method Chen Zhao said can basically be implemented by ordinary people.

In fact, there are other methods, but it is obviously not something that ordinary people can do.

For example, soaking in holy water, or directly imposing a curse on the undead flesh.

The undead flesh is just a very weak undead creature, and has no resistance to magic and can be killed in just a few seconds.

After the undead flesh broke away from Oro's arm, it fell to the ground and wriggled for a few times, and suddenly jumped up again and shot at Chen Zhao.

But Chen Zhao grabbed the palm of his hand and pinched the dead flesh in the palm of his hand.

The undead flesh immediately wanted to attach to Chen Zhao's palm.

Oro's face was incredible.

He didn't expect that Chen Zhao could really drive away this thing.

Chen Zhao pinched his palm and the undead flesh was directly crushed.

"Where did you provoke this thing? This thing is rare, and it is usually made by man."
Chapter completed!