Chapter 89

Zhang Mu is not a savior, and he has never put himself in that position. At most, he is a little man born again, which he knows very well.

There are so many grievances in the last world that he doesn't want to take care of it, and he doesn't have the ability to take care of it. But now in this situation, one is that Wang Liang begged him. The other is that cannibalism is an unwritten law recognized by later generations after the formalization of human gathering places. Zhang Mu has formed a habit. When such people appear, the first idea in his mind is to kill them as soon as possible, because this kind of cannibalism can no longer be called human cannibals, The threat to humans is much greater than zombies and mutant animals.

They can easily blend into human society, lurk for a period of time after integrating into a gathering place, and suddenly launch a mutiny in case of external crisis, such as Zombie siege or mutant herd attack, or extremely bad weather, which is enough to destroy the accumulation of a large gathering place for a year.

Because in terms of appearance, this cannibal can't see the difference between ordinary normal people. No one knows that the human compatriots who were kind to you last second are likely to be planning how to cook which part of you delicious at the next moment.

Therefore, Zhang Mu has personally experienced that in a large gathering place where he often has trading and cooperation relations, there are people who disappear inexplicably from time to time, and the objects are generally ordinary people without any evolutionary ability, mostly girls and children.

There were so many missing people who were not reported later that the leaders of the gathering place had to search with the strength of the whole gathering place, because even if the status of ordinary people is much higher than that of ordinary evolutionists without any ability, for a large gathering place, ordinary people are like the foundation and indispensable existence.

Later, after a thorough investigation, we found several places where cannibals were specially used to eat. Originally, these cannibals had got the wind and were ready to run away, but we didn't expect that there was an evolutionist with domestication ability under the leader's hand. He easily turned a mutant dog he tamed into an alien, and found those cannibals who were mixed in the crowd.

Zhang Mu now looks at these new cannibals around the big pot in front of him. All he thinks about is that when those cannibals were beheaded by the public that day, their faces are still filled with the kind of greed that regards everyone as food, and their unbridled laughter seems to come to his ears.

If these people are not eliminated now, they will certainly be a disaster in the future.

At this time, the ugly voice of the man who just sat on the ground and directed others to the girl interrupted Zhang Mu's memory with a little dry laughter. He seemed to see that Zhang Mu didn't panic at all and said slowly, "I should have solved the boy Baifeng here. I don't know what the boss thinks. I trust him so much."

"Is it a waste, or is it because we eat meat here, so we are unbalanced and have been exploited. It's really right to say that he is a waste." The man on the ground didn't hide his contempt for the man guarding the door. He threw away the leg bone on his hand and looked at Zhang Mu up and down.

A greedy smile appeared on his face, stretched out his tongue, licked his upper lip and said slowly, "You should be an evolutionist with special abilities if you can kill that waste. But you are too confident. There are few people here who are weaker than him. You don't really think that killing him can be strong enough to bring us all. We were still eating. We didn't notice your existence at all. I didn't expect you to come out."

"I really don't know whether to admire your courage or marvel at your stupidity. You dare to show up when you see so many of us." As he said this, Yu Guang swept to the little girl who had just been put down by the skinny man, and said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "I can't see it anymore. I have a sense of justice. I want to be a hero."

Then he said coldly, "you can be a hero, but you don't know if you can afford it."

"To tell you the truth, I haven't tasted the taste of an evolutionist. There were a few that were not eye opening before, but they were all enjoyed by the boss alone. Now it's my turn to taste it."

After that, he wiped the oil stains on his hands, slowly stood up, turned his head and said, "brothers, we haven't eaten the meat of the evolutionist. The boss didn't let us take the initiative before. Now he comes across someone who took the initiative to deliver it to the door. You say, eat or not!"

"Eat!"

"Why not eat? The boss hesitated. He worried about this and that. He didn't let him eat meat at all. He didn't eat what he sent to the door. When we were stupid?"

"Yes, I didn't know it when I ate him. What happened to the gathering place with the largest number of people? We beat him and ran away. Like dozens of lost dogs, who can come to find trouble."

The man's voice was echoed by the people behind him. He also stood up one after another and looked at Zhang Mu standing quietly in place.

They were as enthusiastic as they saw a good meal. Maybe they felt that they were so confident after eating Zhang Mu. No one thought about why Zhang Mu appeared here and why even now, Zhang Mu didn't mean to run away.

A two meter tall fat man finally stood up, threw away a skeleton in his hand, recklessly rushed to Zhang Mu and said vaguely, "I want this head. Don't rob me. I'll kill anyone who wants it."

Just now, the man directly put down the hand he just wanted to raise, looked at the fat man who rushed over with a joking face and said, "just you like to eat a man's head. Here you are. No one will rob you."

Everyone also made way for him. Although the fat man's brain was a little difficult to use, his combat power was extremely amazing. Once a smaller mutant beast was torn in two when fighting with him.

Feeling the vibration of the ground, Zhang Mu held the sunglasses at the corner of his eyes, looked up at the fat man who was a head higher than him, and rushed towards him with an extremely shocking momentum.

When the distance was only ten meters, Zhang Mu silently took out the Obsidian claw thorn and put it on his chest.

The fat man grinned at the corners of his mouth and said in a vague accent, "is the weapon useful? The head is mine."

With the sound of breaking the air, a heavy blow with a big sandbag completed the addition of the flame in the air, and smashed Zhang Mu's head with a raging fire.

Is the additional ability of fire an evolutionist?