After the four of them got out of the car, they immediately paid attention to the person who had been hit.
For a moment, they did not realize that there was someone sitting on the roof of their car.
Meanwhile, the live broadcast room was already filled with curses.
"F * ck, look behind you!"
"F * ck, these people are dead. They even dare to hit a zombie!”
"It's cold, it's cold. When are we going to eat?”
"Carry the next one away!"
"Who knows these people? Do you have their numbers? Give them a call to remind them.”
"Yes, it's best not to offend that person.”
"I've already offended you!"
"If he had a better attitude, he should be able to escape and leave his corpse intact, right?”
Unfortunately, the four of them could not see the bullet comments in the live broadcast room and did not know that they were on the live broadcast.
The Martyr didn't want these people to do anything. After all, the collision just now seemed to have caused a lot of noise, but in fact, it didn't even hurt him.
Even a Martyr could pinch iron like he was pinching paper. This car could not hurt him.
The Martyr had intended to leave, but before he did, he sniffed the air.
One of them smelled blood.
It was the thick stench of death that could not be dispelled, and it carried a strong resentment.
This smell was difficult to smell, but to the Martyrs, it was as obvious as a light in the dark night.
This was a smell that could only be detected from the bodies of people who had met someone who had died under intense unwillingness and resentment.
Only those who had been involved in a murder or had been in contact with it indirectly, or at least those who were related to it, would be contaminated with this smell.
This smell instantly aroused the Martyr's zombie nature.
As a zombie that had been in a deep sleep for a thousand years and had been suppressed and sealed for a thousand years, his resentment was difficult to resolve.
The Martyr's gaze instantly changed.
The originally terrifying black eyes were now even more terrifying, flashing with a monstrous ferocity!
The Martyr appeared in front of the silent Ren Zha before the four of them could react.
"The aura on your body reminds me of my enemy, the disgusting smell of sin.”
Martyr stared at Ren Zha.
Some sinful scenes appeared automatically, and a strong resentment burst out from Ren Zha's body.
A girl flashed across the scene. She was originally beautiful and lively, like the most beautiful picture. However, in the end, she fell into the ground with blood dripping from her body.
There were countless wounds on her body, but she was still breathing. She was thrown into a mud pit and buried bit by bit.
Only the Martyrs could see these scenes.
However, for some reason, this scene was also displayed in the live broadcast room.
Everyone watching the live broadcast could clearly feel the pain and struggle of the girl on the screen.
It wasn't that she didn't beg for mercy or cry for help.
However, as she cried out in pain, she was buried alive bit by bit.
How desperate was the girl at that time?
When the Martyr saw these sins, he confirmed that the person in front of him was one of the people who buried the girl.
Martyr looked at Ren Zha with a fierce gaze.
Ren Zha's face changed.
The fierce aura emitted by the Martyr was like a person who had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
This shocking killing intent suppressed him until he could not even speak. His entire body was enveloped by killing intent and he could not move.
The Martyr's eyes turned cold. He raised his hand and sent a wisp of corpse energy into Ren Zha.
Corpse Qi entered his body.
Ren Zha screamed and fell to the ground, struggling.
Purple spots appeared on Ren Zha's body. He was turning from a human into a purple zombie at an extremely fast speed!
Once the purple spots connected and filled his entire body, Ren Zha would turn from a human into a zombie.
Originally, this process was very short. When a high-level Martyr released the Corpse Qi, Ren Zha would turn into a low-level zombie the moment the Corpse Qi entered his body.
However, the Martyr controlled the Corpse Qi, making this process countless times longer.
The process of a living person being invaded by the Corpse Qi was extremely painful. His body seemed to be torn apart, and all his cells were destroyed. His blood gradually solidified and began to stop circulating.
Ren Zha screamed and rolled on the ground in pain. Tears and snot flowed down his face.
The current him should have also tasted the pain and despair of the girl that day, right?
The people in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to see this.
After all, seeing a person in such a miserable state, there would definitely be people who would sympathize with him.
"Isn't this too much? He looks like he's about to die from the pain."
"Are they turning people into zombies?”
"It's quite terrifying!"
"I'm so scared. Why hasn't anyone gone to subdue this monster that can turn people into zombies so casually? Leaving it to harm people in the world?"
"Are you guys blind? Didn't you see that the person on the ground had killed someone?”
"Killing someone should be punished by the law, not turning him into a zombie.”
"Then who will pay for that girl? She didn't even look twenty years old. She had only lived for such a short time, and she had to die in such pain.”
The live broadcast room was in an uproar.
Ren Zha's companion saw the strange man wave his hand and Ren Zha fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
He thought that the strange person had hit Ren Zha.
Song Bo immediately rushed over. He recognized the strange person. It was the person he had accidentally bumped into earlier.
"I was the one who hit you. Why did you hit my friend?”
Song Bo rushed up and wanted to punch Martyr.
The Martyr easily grabbed Song Bo's wrist. Without using any strength, Song Bo's wrist was twisted with a crack.
The Martyr had already restrained his strength.
Otherwise, it would be very easy for him to pull off his arm.
"Ah!" Song Bo cried out in pain.
When Han Xuanxuan and Wang Xiaowu saw the situation, they did not dare to step forward.
It was obvious that this strange person in ancient clothes was not to be trifled with. They should call the police and wait for them to deal with it!
"Aaah!" Ren Zha kept screaming on the ground.
More and more purple spots appeared on his body.
At this moment, a wooden sword suddenly flew over from the horizon and stared at Ren Zha's hand.
The wooden sword emitted a red light. After a while, the purple spots on Ren Zha's body were suppressed.
The Martyr's gaze turned to the direction where the wooden sword had come from.
He could smell a familiar scent on the wooden sword.
Because of this familiar aura, he did not attack.
A white-haired old man flew over on his sword.
The old Daoist was wearing a Daoist robe with a Taiji fish hanging on the hem of his robe, giving off an ethereal aura.
The old Daoist rode his sword and arrived on the ground under everyone's shocked gazes.
The old Daoist held his sword and pointed it at the Martyr.
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