Chapter 1052

A handsome but terrifying face kept gnashing its teeth at Meng Xueying!

Make a crisp, crunching sound!

This thing even tried to crawl towards her, trying to bite her!

Meng Xueying was completely shocked.

Han Ziling on the side, like a normal person, ran to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, then walked out leisurely, and stepped on the thing like a football: "Look, is it him?"

"..."

"Han... Zi... Ling..."

Meng Xueying came back to her senses. A pair of beautiful eyes showed a monstrous hatred, and the silver teeth clenched tightly, "It's you! You killed him! Ahhh! Why are you!!"

She's terrified though. It's painful, but I haven't lost my mind!

Judging from the condition of the facial skin, Zhao Hang obviously died within a few hours!

She knew that Han Ziling had a special way to prevent zombies from biting him! It was him...he must have planned to kill her Ah Hang! !

"I'm fighting with you!!"

Meng Xueying screamed, picked up the ashtray from the coffee table, and threw it at Han Ziling desperately!

"Koubang!"

Han Ziling punched like lightning. He knocked out the ashtray and grabbed Meng Xueying by the neck.

Immediately the woman could not breathe.

A delicate and pretty face flushed into a sauce purple.

"Ho Ho... Ho Ho Ho... Put... Ho Ho..."

Meng Xueying beat Han Ziling's hand desperately.

Han Ziling frowned, stared at the woman's face for two seconds, and then the corner of his mouth curled up in a funny way, "Yes, Meng Xueying, did you put on makeup?"

"Use the cosmetics I brought back for you at the risk of going outside, dress up beautifully, and go to meet other men?"

"Next, are you going to eat the hot pot that I brought back specially, and then try to send me away at night, and use the raincoat I brought back to make a mess in the bedroom? Huh?!"

"say something!!!"

Han Ziling's angry roar echoed in the living room.

Meng Xueying has already started to roll her eyes.

"Meng, you are really amazing!"

Han Ziling's face was distorted, "What the hell do you think of me? A slave? A servant? A dog?"

"Do you think that I have been secretly in love with you for more than ten years, and I can't leave you anymore, so I can yell at me casually?"

"Do you think that if I take your body, you have to be humble and coquettish?"

"You're really, really stupid..."

Han Ziling showed a troubled expression, "Why don't you know who is the boss?"

"Eat, drink, use, watch, everything you enjoy now is brought to you by me! It's me!!"

"Without me, you can't last three days!"

"If you don't drink water for 72 hours, you will die!!!"

"It's the end of the world now. You go outside and see that everyone else is drinking their own milk! What about you, you bathe in mineral water every day, drink spicy food if you like it, and you can read books and put on makeup to relieve boredom when you are fine. Why don't you Do you know how to be grateful? Do you think that thing of yours is studded with diamonds!?"

Clap clap!

That's three slaps in the face!

Dizzy from being pumped by the woman, his mouth was covered with blood, he fell on the carpet, and coughed violently...

"Jian Huo!"

"Give labor!"

Han Ziling grabbed her by the hair. What followed was an indescribable scene, which could be described as tragic and cruel. Anyway, Meng Xueying had never experienced such inhuman torture in her entire life.

In short, it is a sentence, as long as you can't play to death, play to death.

Han Ziling was also mad with anger, trying his best to abuse the goddess he had a crush on. All of a sudden, he changed from an ordinary person to a mid-acquired martial artist. He hasn't learned how to control his strength, and he almost couldn't help breaking the vase a few times.

At this moment, he is like a beast whose sanity is on the verge of collapse, capable of tearing a woman into pieces like a doll at any time!

until very late.

Only then did Han Ziling throw the dying woman onto the bed, and then moved all the living supplies out of the apartment, leaving only a small half bottle of urine.

He will starve this woman for a few days!

Make her sober!

…

…

now.

On the other side of the ocean, in the eastern part of the country.

A certain deep mountain castle.

A conference room with light on all sides of the carved gallery.

Seven or eight people sat around a long round wooden table with peeling paint. Secretly negotiated about the military general Tianhe Wushi.

"It seems that Huaxia is stronger than we thought."

"They actually mobilized troops from several war zones in just one day, and besieged all five cities. The zombies couldn't escape, the virus didn't flow out, and even the news was blocked."

"Now. Except for a few people, no one outside knows that there are zombies inside, hehe..."

An old man with a cane in his hand sat at the table and said calmly.

Immediately, a creepy smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, "Exactly as we expected."

"Cut! What is this?"

A skinny young man in a black leather jacket waved his hands disdainfully, "If you want me to say, we should have put a few more cities in the first place, and it would be fun to turn most of the Chinese people into zombies!"

"Hmph, idiot!"

Sitting opposite the blood youth was a burly werewolf youth with golden hair all over his body. Folding his arms, "This is the doomsday virus researched in that place! Do you want to destroy all human beings?"

"If Huaxia is really wiped out, the whole world will be finished!"

"Depend on!"

The blood clan youth slapped the table, "Low-level stupid dog! Who are you calling stupid?"

"Hmph, brainless bat!"

The golden-haired werewolf was full of disdain.

Just as the blood youth was about to talk again, the first seat was a man in a suit with an exaggerated figure. glared at him.

The man in the suit was half the size of the two-meter-tall golden-haired werewolf, nearly three meters tall, sitting in the shadow like a mountain of meat.

The suit on the man was a custom-made huge size, which wrapped a whole body of terrifyingly tight muscles, and coupled with a gloomy and cold face, it made people breathless.

The blood clan youths are arrogant and domineering by nature, but they dare not be presumptuous in front of this man in a suit.

After being stared at, he immediately shrank his neck and stopped talking.

The eyes shrouded in shadows looked around.

The seven S-rank powerhouses on the table were silent.

"You probably don't know yet."

The man in the suit made a thick and dull voice, "The doomsday virus developed by the doctor, in addition to creating zombies and mutating when the number of zombies accumulates to a certain number, a crystal will appear in the heads of zombie creatures!"

"Crystals?"

All the s-rank powerhouses were taken aback.

"This crystal, I call it a corpse crystal, is a very magical resource."

"East martial practitioners will increase their cultivation base if they eat it, and our western aliens will increase their spiritual power if they eat it! Let the abilities we control become stronger!"

The man in the suit just finished speaking.

Among the seven people, except for the elderly man in long robes, the other six were all shocked!