In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

Fortunately, the dense crowd slowed them down.

Without further delay, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wenrenlei quickly bent down and turned over the lying corpse.

"Ho—!"

The moment the mask was removed, the corpse's eyes widened suddenly, its mouth agape as it let out a shrill roar, writhing and struggling on the ground like a snake.

"Holy crap!" Wenren Lei feigned shock, collapsing onto the ground with a thud. "What the hell was that?!"

The surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar, discussing the matter animatedly.

From deep within the crowd, a deep, pleasant voice shouted, "It's a zombie! It's a zombie!"

Wenren Lei secretly raised an eyebrow; someone was actually acting so exaggeratedly.

Immediately, someone in the crowd echoed this sentiment.

"It really is a zombie! Look at his face and eyes, they're gray!"

"Zombies?!" Wenren Lei cried out in terror, scrambling to his feet and frantically retreating. He shouted, "Run! The black market has been invaded by zombies! It's not safe here! Everyone, get back to the surface!"

"Ah~ The zombies are coming~" he screamed dramatically as he ran away.

The deep voice rang out again, stirring things up: "The zombies have broken in! I need to get out of here!"

The zombies on the ground roared even more desperately, showing signs of trying to stand up.

"It's going to bite!"

Sparks splashed into the hot oil, and panic instantly swept through the entire area. Screams erupted as everyone began to frantically flee for their lives.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, the black market owner's men finally rushed to the front, but Wenren Lei had already disappeared without a trace.

Fu Yan stood at a distance, watching the chaotic crowd. He raised his hand to adjust the mask on his face, then carried Wanzi to find Anna to meet up.

News of the zombie invasion of the black market spread like wildfire from the city center outwards.

Countless people began packing their belongings and scrambling to leave the black market.

Many shop owners and their employees couldn't sit still any longer and took the initiative to open up the half-meter-thick steel plate wall and flee in panic.

The black market's seemingly impregnable defenses were breached from within, leaving countless gaps.

Law enforcement officers rushed around trying to maintain order, repeatedly explaining that it was all a farce, but this was far outpaced by the speed at which panic was spreading.

In the apocalypse, everything seems like a threat, and zombies are the most terrifying thing for humans.

The people at the Cataclysmic Research Institute also received the news, and several of them hurriedly packed their luggage at the hotel in preparation for evacuation.

One of them walked up to the leader and asked, "Boss, we haven't actually seen any zombies. Won't the higher-ups blame us for retreating so rashly?"

"Damn it, is our life more important or what's more important to our superiors!" the leader roared. "Whether the news is true or false, caution is paramount. With things in such chaos outside, if there really are zombies, even just one, can you imagine how terrifying the infection rate would be! The black market is buried deep underground; by then, we won't even have time to escape, and this place will become our graveyard!"

"Understood, boss."

The guest room door was flung open, and a man rushed in, panting, reporting, "N-nothing, boss! Anna has run away with Han Mingyue!"

"What?!" The leader exclaimed incredulously. "Damn it, we shouldn't have listened to her. She said there's a difference between men and women and made them share a room."

The man quickly asked, "What do we do now? Should we go after them right away?"

After a moment's thought, the leader decisively shook his head: "Let's get out of here first; escaping is the priority."

"yes!"

At this moment, the entrance to the "Seventh Table" restaurant, which had been bustling with activity, became deserted.

The black marketeer stood before the zombie butcher, lost in thought, while the butcher writhed wildly, trying to bite him.

The black marketeer slowly squatted down, tore off the black cloak covering the man, revealing the tightly bound ropes binding him. He grinned through gritted teeth, "You piece of trash."

At this moment, the black market owner frowned and turned his head slightly to the side.

A water bullet whizzed past his earlobe and struck the butcher's head with pinpoint accuracy, bringing his sinful life to a complete end.

The black marketeer turned around and saw a young man wearing a half-face mask squatting on the restaurant sign, smiling at him.

Wenren Lei twirled his pistol with his index finger and said casually, "They sent so many people to kill me, but they didn't even come out to meet me. It's like an online romance." He pointed to the black market owner, who was wrapped up so that only his eyes were visible, and said regretfully, "We finally met, but we couldn't even see his face. It's really too sad."

The black marketeer stood up, brushing the dust off his hands. "So you're a big client from the auction." He glanced behind Wenren Lei. "Where's your very desirable lover?"

Wenren Lei chuckled, "Of course I'm busy tearing down your dilapidated walls."

The black market owner asked, "I'm very curious, how exactly did you manage to bring zombies into the black market?"

Wenren Lei had just had a great time acting and was in a very good mood, so she said in a very friendly manner, "This is a secret recipe, passed down only to women, not men."

The black market owner was speechless for a moment, which was unusual.

"Now it's my turn to ask you." Wenren Lei pointed her gun at the black market owner. "Tell me the exact location of the Cataclysmic Research Institute's Branch 04."

The black market owner sneered, "You killed my chief law enforcement officer, turned my territory upside down, and you dare to ask me questions?"

Wenren Lei brandished her gun: "You're only of one use to me, so think carefully before you speak."

The black market owner said, "I can let you leave without any problems."

Wenren Lei surveyed the black market, which resembled a disaster scene, and sneered, "Guess why I made all this commotion? Do you want me to let you leave?" He placed his finger on the trigger. "I'll count to five, and if you don't tell me, I'll shoot."

There is an insurmountable gap between ordinary people and those with superpowers, which is why the Black Market Lord has never dared to show his face and can only send waves of law enforcement officers to kill Wenren Lei.

With his life hanging by a thread, the black marketeer raised his hand in an attempt to negotiate: "Wait a minute."

Before anyone could stop crying, they immediately started counting: "Five—"

The black marketeer gritted his teeth in humiliation, turned and ran, shouting, "Enforcers!"

"Four~"

Seven law enforcement officers dressed in black cloaks surged out of the surrounding shops, rushing menacingly towards Wenren Lei.

Wenren Lei clicked her tongue: "So disobedient."

As soon as he finished speaking, the small pistol in his hand suddenly transformed into a handheld light machine gun.

The law enforcement officers, who were about to rush to Wenren Lei's side, stopped and looked at each other when they saw the weapon in his hand.

"Peanuts are in limited supply!" Wenren Lei laughed and pulled the trigger, unleashing a barrage of water bullets that swept wildly towards the ground.

Despite the high temperature in the black market, the water bullets, which do not freeze, are still incredibly powerful, creating numerous small craters in the hard ground.

The group of law enforcement officers turned and ran. They were joking, they weren't superhumans, how could they possibly fight against machine guns head-on!

The black marketeer was still running wildly down the road when he noticed his men suddenly appear from behind him, running even faster than him.

That's the downside of organizations that come together for profit; they're completely scattering when disaster strikes.

Water bullets sprayed at the crowd, and law enforcement officers fell one after another in front of the black market lord until he was the only one left.

Wenren Lei jumped to the ground, rushed to the black market lord, and approached him with a machine gun in hand: "I'll give you one more chance, will you talk or not?"