Chapter 137

Leng Yebai looked at the corpse of the suit man and Zhang Yiming, and fell into meditation.

"Are you going?"

Zhang Yiming sat on the chair and rubbed his fingers on his temples.

"Why can it talk and roar, but you can only talk?" Leng Yebai asked seriously.

Zhang Yiming:

The suit man zombie looked at Zhang Yiming and lengyebai. He silently stepped back and stood aside.

Adjust your expression and attitude.

After a while, if the king let them bite off the human neck, it rushed up.

"It's getting late. I'll have something to leave here later. Hurry up!"

Zhang Yiming closes his eyes and doesn't go to see the cold night white.

I'm afraid this guy is ill.

He still doesn't understand where he lost compared with this product!!!!

"Another thing, there is a high-grade zombie in the Spruce Road small furniture factory. It looks very special. You can take it as a little brother." the cold night paused and said, "Xiao Zhu is not willing to kill it."

Zhang Yiming's eyes suddenly looked at the cold night white, and his eyes burst out a strong light.

"She is not willing to kill... Zombies?"

Zhang Yiming's voice is extremely uncertain, mixed with a little joy.

"Well, that guy is so good-looking that little ramie is not willing to cut its crystal core." Leng Yebai took a calm look at Zhang Yiming, "if that guy grows like you, how many crystal cores are not enough for small ramie."

Zhang Yiming:

How come you haven't been killed!

Lengyebai ignored Zhang Yiming and turned around and took the shopping cart out.

Bang Bang

The shopping cart made a loud collision sound, and the whole shopping mall echoed the sound of shopping cart clattering.

Suddenly, the voice was silent.

Cold night white turned back from afar, and a cold and serious voice floated into Zhang Yiming's ears.

"The man in a suit, do you usually go to the bathroom?"

The zombie of the suit man suddenly felt the pressure on Wang and was a lot more terrible.

The suit man zombie took a clever step back and didn't dare to say anything.

Zhang Yiming tightened his fingers slightly and loosened them slowly.

Bear it.

Cold night White did not get a response, slightly regretted.

Bang Bang

The sound of shopping cart collision sounded again.

Zhang Yiming stood at the window and looked out at the street.

Leng Yebai rode a bicycle with a cold face. There were six or seven shopping carts tied behind the bicycle. The shopping carts were strung into centipedes.

The shopping cart swings badly on the road, and the sound is also very clear and pleasant.

"Roar --"

The voice of the Zombie's angry roar came from outside. The zombie twisted its strange and twisted body and rushed towards the cold night.

Purple thunder overflowed from the white body in the cold night, killing the zombie instantly.

The movement of cold night white is too big. From time to time, zombies rush over, and from time to time, zombies are burned outside and tender inside by thunder.

Zhang Yiming looked at the cold night white with thunder and closed the window expressionless.

Out of sight, out of mind.

The suit man zombie looked at the distant cold night white, and his eyes flashed a tangle.

After seeing this human, does it want to bite off his neck!

The shopping mall was quiet and terrible. Zhang Yiming sat in a chair with a cold face.

"Find him."

Zhang Yiming took out a photo and put it in the hands of the suit man zombie.

The man in suit bowed piously and showed the photos to other zombies one by one.

In the picture, a white and tender child was smiling.

Impressively, it is fan Tangtang.

Zombies' dull eyes became so flexible for a second. After looking at the photos, they were dull again.

After seeing the photos, a dozen high-level zombies walked out with heavy steps.

They are high-level zombies. Although their IQ is not high, it is enough to find people.

Zhang Yiming accepted several high-level zombies in the mall and asked them to help him find someone.

He didn't accept high-level zombies when he saw them. He only wanted those special zombies.

Moreover, if a high-level zombie is not left, it is not quite reasonable and attractive.

He believes he won't lose. He just doesn't want to be an enemy of mankind.

In his private heart, he also felt that he was human.

He is a college student about to graduate and a classmate of Xiaozhu.

There was a flash of anger in Zhang Yiming's eyes.

He hides from humans, just doesn't want humans to find out and don't want to be enemies with humans.

But some humans are eager to conflict with zombies.

Fan Tangtang lost it this morning.

Fan Tangtang has sneaked out several times, and Zhang Yiming can accurately find his position.

Fan Tangtang has a special identity. If he is caught by human beings, it will almost be a disaster.

I thought this time, as before, fan Tangtang went to find his parents again.

But he got some pictures from some ordinary zombies.

Higher zombies can easily use brain waves to detect the pictures once seen by lower zombies.

The lower zombies obey the higher zombies unconditionally. Even if the higher zombies let the lower zombies jump into the stove, the lower zombies will never disobey the orders of the higher zombies.

In the picture of ordinary zombies.

A woman appeared next to fan Tangtang, talked with fan Tangtang for a few words, and took fan Tangtang away.

The place where they two advance is Huofeng security base.

Just take away, Zhang Yiming doesn't need to send so many high-level zombies at once.

The most important thing is that the woman saw the back of fan Tangtang's scratched hand.

The blood of the zombie is black.

A trace of hostility flashed in Zhang Yiming's eyes.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.

Among human beings, there are always some people who like to be smart, but they don't know that it is self destruction.

The other side.

Cold night white all the way with purple electric light, creaking sound, accompanied by the sound of shopping cart, finally returned to the hot pot shop.

In the hot pot shop, Bai Juzhu and others began to rinse hot pot again.

Lengyebai bent down to lock his bike, pulled the shopping cart like a long dragon and forcibly squeezed into the messy hot pot shop.

"Xiao Zhu, look, these are for you."

Cold night white face hung a faint smile, head slightly raised.

The expression of praise as like with Husky is as like as two peas.

Bai Juzhu and others stared at the packed shopping cart.

"Sister, say thank you!"

Bai Yifan bumped into Bai Jue's arm.

According to the normal girl's reaction in the treasure book of picking up girls, she should cover her face, look at the shopping cart in surprise, stamp her feet, and take small steps to look at the things given by the boys.

He learned this secret script in advance because he was afraid that he would be single all his life because he couldn't find a wife.

I have never had a chance to practice, so I can only exchange my experience with lengyebai.

Forget it.

Not now. Twelve years later, his daughter-in-law will be an adult. At that time, she can't be unfamiliar.

"Thank you."

White Jue smoked hard at the corner of his mouth.

She said how she heard the sound of clang outside just now. She thought who killed the zombie!

I see. It's a cold night.

That explains it.

Only their own people will be so nervous to attract zombies.

Who makes their own people's art experts bold!

Oh, by the way, in addition to their own people, Uncle Wang and uncle Liu can also use this kind of death skill.

"You like it. These are for you. I'll get them when you run out."

In the cold night, the corners of Bai's mouth slightly stirred up, sat down beside Bai Juzhu and began to rinse hot pot.

Running around, I'm hungry.