Chapter 231: The Little Zombie of the Zombie King (19)

Do not! He doesn't want to die here!

Qin Lie's consciousness of survival has always been very strong.

When his legs were scrapped, he supported the ground with both hands and

crawled little by little.

However, it was all in vain after all.

The first zombie rushed down at him, and his claws went straight into the

wound on his waist.

When he was gnawed, his consciousness was very clear, and the severe pain was

hundreds of times more painful than all the injuries he had suffered before!

Dozens of zombies are tearing flesh and blood from him, these monsters!

These monsters!

Although it is disgusting, it seems that the human heart is more disgusting

than the human heart!

His brother, his fiancee, and several subordinates whom he had promoted as

brothers...

Betrayed completely!

"In the beginning, you wanted to separate, and then separate, now you want to

use..."

Inside the RV.

The big guy in a long skirt is nestled in a leather sofa chair, with chocolate

in his left hand and spicy bar in his right, with a bottle of mineral water

stuffed next to him. While listening to Song Aiai sing, while squinting

comfortably, he gnawed two bites of spicy strips from time to time.

Song Aiai could sing so well, inexplicably ashamed.

She used to learn vocal music and sing soprano specially when she was a child.

From a young age to an adult, she was envious of her having a good voice. But

she never thought that one day this good voice would be used to sing this

stuff.

And the observers, as well as the male ** Xie Tingzhou.

What's more, there is the little yellow hair she has a crush on!

After singing a song, Song Aiai blushed, and Fanxing stuffed the chocolate in

his hand into his mouth, then grabbed a handful of candy and slowly stretched

out his hand.

Song Aiai skillfully accepted the reward from the boss.

This damn, indescribable, dirty deal!

Well, the sugar is quite delicious, it is so delicious that it makes you cry.

"Boss, what else do you want to listen to?"

After eating the candy, Song Ai Ai couldn't wait to ask again.

What's the use of ethics? Is chocolate not tasty? Or sugar is not good?

"How can I enjoy this short stupid?" Xiao Huangmao was destined to be a single

dog. Not only was he completely unaware of Song Ai Ai's shameful psychology,

he was eager to try some songs.

‘If I were a DJ, would you still love me? ’

"Finally you did someone else's xx"

…

He decided that next time he went to collect supplies, he would also collect

some chocolate and candy, and then order songs.

The car is getting closer and closer to the imperial capital.

In the evening of the 9th day, I stopped in a small third-tier city.

According to the travel distance, if there is no large-scale zombies on the

road, it will take about three or four days to arrive.

The end of the world is coming, the highway is jammed everywhere, only to go

around remote areas.

Several people in Xie Tingzhou almost had an accident, but fortunately Fanxing

reached out to help.

And the source of danger is not only zombies, but also people...

The resting place is a small three-story villa. The first and second floors

are equipped with steel railing security doors. The third floor has an open-

air balcony, which is particularly petty bourgeoisie.

When I entered, there was already a group of people inside, and Xie Tingzhou

and others didn't want to be in the same space with strangers.

After all, they have already seen how cruel this world is.

I met a little boy who was alone on the road before. Xie Tingzhou stopped and

wanted to help bring people along.

After getting out of the car, he was surrounded by a group of big men. If it

weren't for the short starry zombies, a few of them could be wiped out!

But there is no way, it is going to be dark.

Finding another suitable resting place is not so fast, so I can barely find

it.