Chapter 182 The Walking Dead, Death of "Su Ming"

Chapter 182 The Walking Dead, Death of "Su Ming"

Chapter 182 The Walking Dead, Death of "Su Ming"

After the pale full moon rises.

Residential vertical building, first floor.

The bald old man who was the building manager was still sitting at the entrance, reading a newspaper.

The difference from the daytime was that the wrinkles on his body seemed to come alive, like nematodes twisting and crawling back and forth on his body.

He looked outside the building and saw the heads of the zombies exploding one after another.

The walking dead are at the bottom of the food chain in Gray City. They have no fixed jobs or residences in Gray City. They can only wander back and forth in Gray City in a daze, night after night.

Some of the zombies are very lucky. After wandering for a long time, they are still alive and have a clearer consciousness. They get jobs or homes, and then settle down in Gray City and become residents.

The bald old man who was the building manager back then was also a walking corpse. He relied on his own efforts and luck to climb to this position step by step.

Finally, a zombie walked towards the building where he lived.

The old building manager asked, "Want to find a place to stay?"

"One night, one thousand dollars."

The zombie did not respond.

The old building manager came up to him, stretched out his old hand, and grabbed his neck. The zombie soon became motionless and turned into a dead body.

After searching the corpse for a while, he found only a five-dollar bill. The old building manager spat in disdain, "Poor bastard!"

Then he dragged the corpse into his room and stored it temporarily.

Once he has collected more corpses, he can sell them all together and get some money, which is an important source of income for him as a building manager.

However, only a few zombies would walk towards the residential building where he lived.

According to the rules, he can only attack the zombies that come over. The large number of zombies walking on the streets are not prey that he is qualified to touch.

The old building manager looked at the street and saw another zombie being shot in the head. He couldn't help but show a bit of envy in his eyes: "The job of a street manager is still more profitable. It earns much more than a small building manager."

As the street manager, the Headshot Ghost has set strict rules. As long as a zombie passing by the street violates the rules even slightly, he will be shot in the head, and the Headshot Ghost will get an income.

Moreover, some of the zombies whose heads were shot still had some money on them, which would be divided among the street managers and cleaners.

Therefore, the job of street manager has always been a lucrative one, and usually only the strongest person in the entire street is qualified to take on the position.

The administrator of their third street is called Head-Exploding Ghost Lao Zhou.

No, Lao Zhou is not necessarily the strongest ghost on the street.

Daqiang on the fourth floor is no weaker than Lao Zhou.

The reason why he was able to get the position of building manager at that time was because Daqiang did not compete with him.

Otherwise, the building manager of this building would definitely be Daqiang.

When thinking of Daqiang, the old building manager thought of the four living people living in his house.

Suddenly, a deep regret emerged on the old face: "What a pity, the corpse of a living person is quite valuable."

"It's going to be cheap again."

Also, the living person named "Miracle Master" is quite unsportsmanlike.

He actually revealed the fact that he had poached the other person's girlfriend in front of Daqiang.

Fortunately, after Daqiang received the money, he did not argue with him anymore, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, and losing a layer of skin would be the least of his worries.

"If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely let you know what it means to live a life worse than death!"

Because Daqiang’s rent for Room 404 was too low.

Recently, three groups of people have come here looking to rent a house, and all of them specifically want to rent Daqiang’s four-bedroom apartment.

The old man who manages the building also wants to get a piece of the pie and make some extra money.

But if there was no suitable opportunity, he would not dare to offend Daqiang.

At this moment, he heard footsteps.

Someone came down.

The old building manager became alert and looked in the direction of the sound. The person coming down was actually the miracle worker who had offended him during the day!

Is there such a good thing in this world?

That really is God helping me!
The corners of his mouth turned up, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect that you would dare to go downstairs when it was dark?"

"Nighttime toll registration fee, 1,500 yuan, pay it."

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, he continued to walk forward.

The old building manager smiled happily: "Haha! You still dare to force your way in, then don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying this, he threw away the newspaper in his hand.

The newspaper flew straight towards Su Ming and stuck tightly to his chest. He seemed to be immobilized by a spell and could not move at all.

The old building manager waved: "Come here, come here."

Then, Su Ming walked towards the old building manager like a controlled robot.

The old building manager: "When you said bad things about me to my face during the day, did you ever think that you would fall into my hands?"

He stared at Su Ming's face, trying to see some fear on his face.

However, there was almost no expression on the other person's face.

This made the old building manager a little disappointed and bored.

Forget it, making money is the most important thing.

So, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Su Ming's neck, and strangled him to death.

Then he happily carried the corpse back to his room. The price of a living corpse was more than a hundred times that of a zombie!
For him, this can be said to be a windfall.

The old building manager said to himself, "It was this living person who broke the rules, so I took action against him. Even if it's Daqiang, he has to admit it."

"If it doesn't work, give him some of the money from the sale."

Then he returned to his original position and sat down.

I want to wait and see if there will be other survivors coming down.

After a while.

There were footsteps again.

The old building manager was delighted.

Could it be that I will have double happiness tonight?
However, when the man came down, the smile on his face froze.

The person who came down was exactly the same as the one he had just killed!
What the hell is going on? It's late at night.
No, I am the ghost myself.

Besides, there is no one in this building who possesses such ability.

The old building manager said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

However, the other party remained expressionless, like a robot.

Walk outside the building.

The old building manager made up his mind and killed Su Ming again.

Then he moved the body back to his room and placed it together with Su Ming, whom he had just killed.

And check carefully.

In his opinion, these two bodies were living corpses and there was nothing wrong with them.

But the thing is, they both look exactly the same!
Failure to discover the problem is itself a serious problem.

He began to realize that things were moving in a direction he could not have predicted.

Since there are already two, it means that there is a high probability that there will be more.

He returned to his original sitting position.

Sure enough, after a while.

Another person who looked exactly the same came down.

This time, he didn't stop the other party.

Instead, he allowed the other party to walk out of the building and onto the street.

Su Ming walked all the way to the entrance of Starry Sky Internet Cafe.

Then, he was shot in the head by the head-blasting ghost Lao Zhou!

Immediately afterwards, the headless body was dragged away by the cleaners.

The old building manager frowned and said, "From the reactions, Lao Zhou and the cleaner didn't find anything wrong?"

"What exactly is going on?"

Kill Su Ming again as he comes down the stairs.

The old building manager no longer wants to collect the same corpses.

There is obviously a problem here!
Now he wanted to know what was going on!

……

……

Room 404, Bedroom .

The god standing by the window was watching the situation downstairs.

Now, he is no longer panicked.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes the third Su Ming walking on the street and then being shot in the head.

“Perhaps, these were all done by Boss Su Ming.”

“Although I don’t know what he wants to do, and how he got to this point.”

It shouldn't be a horror prop, as it's hard for horror props to have such an exaggerated effect.

Could it be that this is the boss’ extraordinary ability?
Can supernatural powers achieve this effect?
Zhan Shen himself has not yet acquired extraordinary abilities, so his understanding of whether extraordinary abilities can achieve this effect is still relatively limited.

What's more, what made him even more incomprehensible was what exactly Su Ming's intention was in doing this.

I really can’t figure it out.

In the end, he could only admit: "I can't keep up with the boss's thinking at all. It seems that we are not on the same level at all."

Outside the door, the sound of light footsteps could be heard from time to time.

He knew that this was probably another new "Su Ming" boss going out to die.

"Since you don't understand, let's go to sleep first."

Zhan Shen felt inexplicably sleepy, and waves of sleepiness came over him, urging him to go to bed.

Obviously according to his physical condition, it would not be a problem for him to go without sleep for two days and two nights in the real world.

However, less than half a day had passed since I entered the dungeon, and soon after nightfall, I felt quite sleepy.

Maybe it’s because of the environment?
He also lay back on the bed and began to sleep.

(End of this chapter)