Chapter 296

In the frightening zombie village, there is a smell of chicken in the middle yard.

This smell can only smell chicken.

In addition, I can't smell whether it smells good or not.

It's good to have food in the end of the world. It doesn't matter whether it's delicious or not.

In the yard, Zhang Yiming lay motionless on the recliner.

Eyes quietly looking at the sky.

It was no longer drizzling, the sun was out, and the hot sun was shining in the yard.

After the rain, there was a long rainbow in the sky.

Zhang Yiming's body is filled with a sense of resentment.

No one knows how much he wants to become human, and no one knows how jealous he is of cold night white.

Obviously, the cold night gathered all his annoying points, and he still had to give him food and shelter.

I feel awful. I want to cry.

"Xiao Ming, would you like a bowl?" fan Liping took a bowl of chicken and handed it to Zhang Yiming.

He chopped two more chickens today, enough to eat.

He thinks his craft is good today. He plays extraordinary. Give Zhang Yiming a bowl to taste.

The human faces of Zhang Yiming and fan Tangtang always made him forget that they were zombies and had no sense of taste.

Zhang Yiming took the bowl expressionless and pulled it into his mouth one by one.

The bones were chewed and swallowed.

Fan Liping picked his eyebrows and always felt that his cooking was going to a higher level.

"I want it too!"

Fan Tangtang saw that Zhang Yiming had eaten it and it was crunchy.

It looks interesting.

He quickly raised his hands and jumped at fan Liping.

"Well, well, there are in the kitchen. Take it and eat it!"

Fan Liping smiled with a loving face.

As a father, he clearly knows how pure his father's love for his son is.

That's what his father did to him all the time.

Fan Liping affirmed himself in his heart.

Come on, as long as you keep feeding your father the ground pot chicken he once loved, one day, his father will remember what happened before the end of the world!

"Dad, wait a minute. I'll feed you after xiaoleng eats."

Fan Liping said a word on the back of the old zombie, turned to the kitchen, brought a bowl of chicken and went to the room where he lay on a cold night.

The old Zombie's back trembled slightly.

A trace of helplessness hung on his rotten face.

He only wants to eat fat people who cook, but doesn't want to eat!

Click, click.

Zhang Yiming and fan Tangtang chew bones together in the yard, cadently.

Lengyebai woke up and could barely sit up with the help of fan Liping.

But lengyebai resisted fan Liping and dodged his arm.

"Xiao Leng, how do you feel now?" fan Liping whispered. "Meiling asked Xiao Ming and said you wouldn't become a zombie."

Looking at Leng Yebai, I know he must be worried about becoming a zombie.

To tell the truth, fan Liping also felt that lengyebai might not become a zombie at the beginning.

He has seen people scratched and bitten by zombies, almost all of them directly become zombies in a short time.

You can ride a motorcycle like cold night white. It's really not.

"Really?"

Cold night looked up fiercely and stared at fan Liping's eyes.

It seems that I can't believe what I heard.

Even now, he can still feel the pain of every cell in his body.

It seems that none of the cells have been attacked, and the body is full of pain points.

He didn't have to look at his legs to know that there should be rotten meat there again.

Carrion is characteristic of zombies.

He is clearly a sign of becoming a zombie!

"Xiao Ming said it himself. He said he would mend your body. Have a taste of your good food." fan Liping quickly handed a bowl of ground pot chicken in his hand to lengyebai. "Everyone said it's good to eat!"

"I really won't become a zombie?"

Cold night white felt the dense pain on her body, but she still couldn't believe it.

His throat was tight and he wanted to open his mouth and roar. If it hadn't been stopped, he would almost roar.

Roar like those ferocious zombies.

"Don't worry, don't you believe Xiao Ming's words?" fan Liping thumbed up. "He's an authority!"

The authority of zombies, without zombie refutation, is the only spokesman of zombies.

"Ha ha."

Cold night, white faced and expressionless, ha ha.

Zhang Yiming believes in what he says to Bai's family and what he says to others, especially what he says to Leng Yebai.

"Try it quickly! Eat more and the wound will heal faster."

Fan Liping raised the bowl almost to the cold night's white face.

Lengyebai asked a strong smell, which went straight into his nostrils and stimulated his taste buds.

Cold night white subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He looked at the bowl and the fat hand holding the bowl, and his heart sank.

The smell he smelled must not be chicken.

He had never smelled the smell, and the fragrance was bewitched by his greed.

What he smelled was the smell from fan Liping.

Has he

"Xiao Leng, taste it! The ground pot chicken I made is delicious! Everyone said it was good!"

Fan Liping looked at lengyebai's drooping eyes and raised the bowl in front of lengyebai's face.

Cold night Baiqiang endured the pain on his body and restrained his inexplicable violent and bloodthirsty impulse.

Every part of his body was painful. He could hardly restrain himself and wanted to jump at the slightly greasy man in front of him.

Forget it, first eat some human fireworks!

Cold night moved his arm in vain and didn't lift it up.

"What's the matter?"

Fan Liping looked at lengyebai's arm that didn't lift up.

"My arm can't lift up, and my shoulder hurts badly. It's probably a precursor to becoming a zombie."

The cold night's white eyes dimmed.

Fan Liping:

"If you fall on a motorcycle, you won't become a zombie. Come on, eat!"

Fan Liping picked up a chicken leg and handed it to lengyebai's mouth.

The smell of cold night White became more intense. He bowed his head and bit a chicken leg.

His face was dull, he chewed a few times, swallowed hard, and then don't turn your head and don't bite the chicken leg any more.

"Thank you. I'm full!"

Cold night white calm opening.

"Ah? You only ate one bite!" fan Liping scratched his head. "You don't think it's delicious? Shouldn't! They all said it's delicious!"

"Who said that?" cold night asked with a blank face.

"My father is dignified, and the zombie who always wears a suit. By the way, Xiaoming also ate, and they all ate very well." fan Liping bared his teeth and smiled, "but there are some people who don't love, just my daughter-in-law doesn't like to eat, and others like to eat."

Cold night nodded, got it.

Zombies love to eat, but humans don't.

If you think so, Zhang Yiming may be right. He may not really become a zombie.

Light burst out of the cold night's white eyes.

He decided to stay with Zhang Yiming for two days. After confirming that he really wouldn't become a zombie, he kept rolling back to Xiao Zhu at his house.

... if he accidentally becomes a zombie, he thinks, maybe Zhang Yiming will know himself!

He came here and thought that if he became a zombie, Zhang Yiming would not let himself hurt Xiaozhu.

Cold night Bai's body aches everywhere, his whole body is hurt, and his body is still crippled and determined to lift up the corners of his mouth.

As long as he doesn't become a zombie, he is the happiest person in the world.