ASTNovels Chapter 630 Yes, I'm here to find the dead
Chapter 630 Yes, I'm here to find the dead
The old man nodded solemnly: "Yes, seven powerful drugs and poisons are mixed together to form the power of seven poisons. The ancestors called it the heavenly liquid, and injecting it into the corpse can activate the sleeping energy."
"This kind of energy, in today's terms, is the genetic potential! This kind of potential cannot be manifested when a person is alive, and can be activated with force after death! This is how zombies came from in ancient times!"
"The corpses activated by the Heavenly Secret Liquid are called Seven Poisons. They are much more powerful than zombies, but there is a premise that the corpses must have enough skill when they are alive. If it is injected by ordinary people, it will be useless at all!"
"Even ordinary experts may not be able to activate it, so the young master must be cautious."
Fu Biao nodded, and said grimly: "You still don't drive me, take me to the funeral home."
More than ten minutes later, the two black RVs quietly parked next to the funeral home in the suburbs.
Fu Biao got out of the car alone.
He was wearing a black windbreaker and a black cloak, and he walked like ordinary people, only faster.
And, revealing a bit of ghost!
Walking to the gate, an old security guard in his 70s and [-]s quickly greeted him.
He was about to speak, but opened his mouth wide in surprise.
He was obviously walking alone, why did he suddenly disappear?
Where did you go?
Could it be... Could it be that he saw a ghost?
He looked left and right, but he couldn't see the figure.
He rubbed his eyes hard again, almost breaking the eyeballs.
Open your eyes and look again, there is still no one in the blurred night.
The security guard gasped and murmured, "It must be my eyesight, it must be my eyesight! There is no ghost. I have worked here for more than 30 years, and I have never seen a ghost."
"How could it be possible to see one suddenly?"
Even so, he quickly fled back to the security room.
He closed the door tightly and turned on all the lights that were not turned on, as if this would ward off all ghosts and ghosts.
While the old security guard was doing this, Fu Biao rushed to the door of a building deep in the funeral parlor like flowing water.
This is a small three-story building, exuding a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people feel cold all over.
To Fu Biao, it was nothing at all.
If there is a ghost inside, then he...
It is the ghost of ghosts!
He looked up at the line above the gate - VIP Mortuary, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
He shook his head slightly, and said softly: "There are distinctions in life, and there are distinctions in death. But it's still the same. If there is no distinction of class, why should all living beings fight for everything in the world."
"For example, I want to take Qianqian back no matter what. She is mine, and it can only be mine."
There was a hint of ferocity in the eyes again, driving the human skin and the mask to reveal a strange expression.
He walked in slowly.
Two young security guards with big arms strode over.
They walk like dragons and tigers, it seems that they are not simple, they are Lianjiazi! !
One left and one right stopped Fu Biao, and asked him who he was coldly.
Fu Biao said calmly, "I'm here to find someone."
A security guard sneered: "Why are you looking for someone? There are dead people here. You are looking for dead people."
Fu Biao nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I'm here to find the dead."
The two security guards looked alert, took two steps back, and reached out to take a shrinking stick from their waists.
With a click, it was opened.
A security guard pointed at Fu Biao: "You'd better get out, what the hell, come here in the middle of the night looking for dead people, if you don't get out, I won't be polite to you."
The other security guard shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "You can't let him go, you have to explain clearly, which dead man are you looking for, and what is your purpose?"
Fu Biao confessed frankly: "I'm here to find a dead man named Nan Gonghao. I know he's in there, and I also know that you two specialize in guarding him. Let me go in."
The two security guards shook their heads and tensed up.
The security guard who spoke behind said coldly: "What is your purpose? Why are you looking for Mr. Hao? If you are here to worship him, please wait for two days. It will be his memorial day. Please leave now."
Fu Biao shook his head indifferently: "It will be too late in two days, I want to see if I can revive him."
Amused expressions appeared on the faces of the two security guards.
One said: "You are insane, my grandpa has been dead for nearly ten days, and you still want to bring him back to life. I think what you have in your brain is not nerves, but grass."
The other nodded straight: "What is your purpose? Do you want to destroy Haoye's body? Kneel down quickly, put your head in your hands, and tell the truth, or I will beat you to death first."
Fu Biao shook his head amusedly: "You want me to kneel down, and you want to beat me half to death. I used to be a half-dead person, so I'm especially taboo to hear these things now."
"You two are dead."
These words are full of sinister aura, as if the king of Hades pronounced a sentence!
The shock made the two security guards tremble all over, and the back of their necks felt cold.
Seeing Fu Biao with his hands in his pockets and continuing to walk in, cruel smiles appeared on their faces.
One said: "Boy, you are so good at bragging, dare to say that we are dead."
Another said: "I think you are the one who died."
The two bodyguards yelled, waved their shrinking sticks, and smashed Fu Biao's head hard.
The speed is fast and the strength is ruthless enough, worthy of being a Lianjiazi.
Immediately afterwards, there were two bangs.
They uttered a scream, fell towards the house, hit the wall again, and fell heavily to the ground.
He vomited blood wildly, even vomited out pieces of internal organs, and his bones were broken.
When Fu Biao retracted his legs and walked past the two security guards, they were motionless.
Both pairs of eyes stared wide open, unwilling to die.
Before this, Fu Biao had obviously inquired about everything and walked into a cold storage.
This cold room is quite large and empty.
There was only an iron frame bed in the middle, on which lay a dead body, covered by a light blue cloth.
Fu Biao walked over and lifted the blue cloth, revealing a lifeless face that seemed to be smeared with white powder.
The once arrogant and domineering head of the first family, now lay quietly here for several days, never being able to move again.
Just wait for all relatives and friends to see him for the last time, throw him into the incinerator, and end that not too long not too short life.
Fu Biao looked at him, showing an evil smile, and took out a tube of Tianji Liquid.
He pulled out the needle tip cap and raised the needle tube, as if chatting to an old friend: "Young Master Nangong, I feel very kind when I see you, because we have a common enemy."
"And I want to give you a chance to stand up again, go out, and seek revenge on your enemies! Don't you think it's cool? Even if you are resurrected, you are no longer the original you..."
"You will not remember anything and become a walking dead, but I believe that your spirit in the sky will feel relieved!"
"As long as you can kill Xia Fan with your own hands."
While chattering, the needle tip pierced Nan Gonghao's left temple.
After injecting the liquid completely, Fu Biao withdrew the needle and took a few steps back nervously.
eyes, looking at the corpse without blinking.
After 10 minute, there is no movement;
After 10 minutes, there was still no movement.
Fu Biao is getting more and more disappointed...
Three 10 minutes later!