Chapter 331

Bai Yifan walked very fast this time and didn't stop at all.

The shoulder has been aching. I don't know when the fingers on the shoulder began to get a little wet.

Bai Yifan rubbed his fingers and took a look. There was a touch of red blood on his fingers.

Bai Yifan shook his head slightly. Wang Ge was really careless. Even if he was a mental patient, he was too crazy.

Although blood was seeping out, Bai Yifan, as a power, was not too distressed, but suffered a small injury.

The most important thing is to go back quickly.

Soon, Bai Yifan entered the scope of Zhang Yiming's brain waves.

From a distance, you can see the small village.

Bai Yifan subconsciously avoids the place where many zombies are buried and bypasses it far away.

Such a large area is bare. Even if you bypass it, you can still see it.

It's hard to ignore.

Bai Yifan simply walked forward with his head down.

Within the scope of Zhang Yiming's brain waves, there was no roar of zombies. It was very quiet, just like before the end of the world.

The blazing sun barbecues the earth, and the blazing sun sprinkles on the body, hot.

"Xiao Fan, where have you been? Why did you go out so long at once?"

Zhang Yiming's gentle voice suddenly appeared in Bai Yifan's ear.

Bai Yifan looked up and saw Zhang Yiming coming face-to-face at a glance.

"I'll go out for a walk."

Bai Yifan scratched his head and pulled at the corners of his mouth.

The sun shines on Zhang Yiming. It looks very soft and warm.

It's hard to imagine that he is a zombie. It's amazing how many zombies he can command.

It is effortless to let those zombies die, and the death is simply crisp.

"Are you hurt?"

Zhang Yiming looked at Bai Yifan's shoulder, and the tip of his nose was filled with a strong smell of blood.

This smell of blood is magnified infinitely here, where the sense of smell is extremely developed.

Raging in my mind, shouting, the impulse to taste blood.

Zhang Yiming's throat moved, his face was still warm and sunny, but he used great restraint.

After eating sweet wood, the advantage is that the body has other senses, brain waves and control become stronger.

What's worse, the bloodthirsty rage of zombies is also magnified.

He's more like a zombie than a zombie.

The smell of blood lingers on the tip of the nose, and the surface is light and clear. In fact, the bloodthirsty factors in the body are already shouting.

"It's all right! I just got hurt accidentally. I'll be fine in a while."

Bai Yifan smiled.

Looking at Zhang Yiming in the warm sunshine, Bai Yifan abandons the scene he just saw.

Brother Zhang, who is so warm, must have killed so many zombies for a reason!

"It's time for lunch. Hurry back!" Zhang Yiming nodded gently. "Your sister just called you home for dinner in the village."

Bai Yifan blinked, looked at the sun in the sky, and then ran in the direction of the yard.

I almost forgot. It's time to eat!

You can forget everything, not dinner!

People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you're hungry!

Bai Yifan runs past Zhang Yiming. The smell of blood still permeates the tip of Zhang Yiming's nose.

Zhang Yiming held his breath and stopped smelling the bloody smell that made him almost unable to restrain his impulse.

After Bai Yifan passed, Zhang Yiming followed Bai Yifan and left.

Zhang Yiming looked at Bai Yifan's back and his eyes flashed.

He saw the place where the zombie was buried!

Zhang Yiming tightened his fingers slightly and began to worry.

If she knew she was such a cruel corpse king, would she have some resistance in her heart?

Zhang Yiming sighed gently and walked slowly towards the village.

Obviously, it is his own territory, but Zhang Yiming's pace is somewhat vain, with a little hesitation and inferiority.

The other side.

Wang Ge clenched his fingers and ran fast on the road.

After running for some time, he saw a black car parked on the side of the road.

Without thinking, Wang Ge directly opened the door, drilled in and sat directly in the co pilot's position.

As soon as Wang Ge closed the door, the black car moved.

"No one was caught."

An old voice sounded, saying a declarative sentence.

Wang Ge looked at his red fingers and didn't speak. He just rubbed his bloody fingers, which seemed to be attracted by the red blood.

"The experiment has reached a critical moment. The existence of those people and zombies is very important. If there are parameters on them, it must be a great breakthrough for my research."

On the driver's seat of the car, an old man said something with an expressionless face.

He is Wang Ge's father, President Wang of Tongji mental hospital.

"If you have the ability, catch it yourself. If you don't have the ability, don't talk."

Wang Ge's voice was a little fierce, and there was no sign of dementia.

The whole person is like a different person, full of anger, violence and haze.

President Wang's attitude towards Wang Ge was not surprising at all. His old eyes quietly looked out of the window, and the black car sped on the road.

"Your situation can no longer be delayed. Without those people as materials, you will die."

President Wang's fingers full of gullies gently turned the steering wheel, with a touch of sadness in his voice.

"Oh, I'm not thanks to you. You're pretending to show anyone!"

Wang Ge didn't look at Dean Wang with a sad face. He was lying on the seat with his feet tilted up badly and put them on the storage box in front of the co pilot.

President Wang turned his head and looked at the young man full of hostility, with a touch of heartache in his eyes, and a touch of madness in his heartache eyes.

"One day you will thank me, and I don't want you to thank. As long as you can control that power, you are the most powerful king in the last world. Whether zombies or mutant animals, you will be your slave."

The more president Wang said, the more excited he became. He stood up and made a lot of remarks impassioned.

"Bang."

Wang Ge snorted coldly, curled up on the co pilot, and didn't listen to President Wang's impassioned speech.

The white fingers adhered to the blood rubbed hard on the lower jaw.

The color of the lower jaw began to become white, revealing a red nevus covered by the foundation.

The red mole grew on the chin, which set off Wang Ge's whole person, and there was no longer the appearance of the dementia youth.

Wang Ge held out his hand, took out a monkey king mask from the storage box of the car and put it directly on his face.

The monkey king's mask is lifelike, revealing only two holes without covering his eyes.

He glanced at Dean Wang with his fierce eyes, and then closed his eyes lazily.

Even when he was sleeping, he still exuded a touch of hostility, which could not dissipate.

It seems that only when he pretends to be stupid will the hostility disappear for a while.

Seeing that Wang Ge was asleep, President Wang barely stopped talking.

"I really don't know what happiness is in the midst of happiness. For thousands of years, only you have been the only beneficiary of Hua Tuo's pulse!"

President Wang whispered, and the car rushed in one direction.

This time, President Wang raised all the windows to block the noise outside.

Under the mask of the monkey king, Wang Ge's beautiful eyebrows twisted together, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

The body curls up together. It's a hot summer, but I can't feel warm.