Chapter 129： 7.15 Slap the eschatological savior

Wu Tiancong's faceless man came to Gu Yunxi and stood beside him, with a smile on his face and asked, "How did you wake up to the power? Did you have any special feelings at that time? Are you feeling unwell now? And"

In just one minute, he asked a dozen questions in a row.

The ability of a mutant zombie to have healing powers is incredible, and Wu Tiancong has to be excited. How many miracles are waiting for him in front of him?

Gu Yunxi stared at him with those scary blood-red eyes and smiled softly, "If you can shut up, I might consider answering one or two."

He was just a handsome man, but somehow, this smile would be so tempting. That faint smile is bewildering the sinking of human feelings, and even the most powerful person like Wu Tiancong has a momentary hesitation.

He shook his head vigorously, kicked the man's smile out of his mind, closed his mouth obediently, and watched Gu Yunxi quietly.

There are a total of twenty experimental articles. It is not too surprising for him to wake up. After all, according to his research and medication, every experimental article has a chance to wake up. The reason why this person is so precious to him is that at the moment when he sees the youth, he feels a kind of human life from this person.

With the end of the last age, all kinds of mutated zombies and species have become strange to them, but even the zombies that look like ordinary humans have a deadly feeling. They have the wisdom of human beings, but they cannot have the unspeakable vigor.

So they were walking dead all the time.

"Come here." Gu Yunxi didn't like Wu Tiancong's sight on him, so he interrupted his examination, and said softly, "Go and ask He Baihan to come, I want to see him."

For such a long time, I don't know what the man is doing now. To him it was just a nap, but for He Baihan it was three months.

"Don't look for it. I must be here if something happens." Wu Tiancong smiled at Gu Yunxi and scratched his head. He is under the jurisdiction of He Bohan. He once belonged to the same military region as He Bohan.

Immediately after his words fell, a strong **** breath came from the corridor, and it immediately felt as cold as an ice cellar. Gu Yunxi's body was uncontrollably stiff, and he couldn't help looking up through the glass of the laboratory to look out, facing a pair of dark, indifferent eyes.

Under the white to dazzling light, the man's body had a strong sense of depression, and his handsome face was apathy and despair of everything in the world.

Gu Yunxi's heart jumped, and deep guilt filled her heart. His sudden disappearance caused pain to this person. Just before he responded, his body was suddenly surrounded by a strong masculinity.

He Baihan pressed the handsome young man in his arms and kissed his lips fiercely. His action was very fierce, like a beast that was going to split the enemy into his belly, and licking and kissing Gu Yunxi's lips frantically.

Gu Yunxi quickly returned to God, actively hugged He Bohan's waist, and kissed him. Their movements are so wild, they seem to want to swallow each other's stomach and fuse with their own flesh.

The **** smell spread quickly in the mouths of the two, and Gu Yunxi suddenly realized that he was now mutating his zombie identity, struggling hurriedly, and wanted to push He Baihan away.

He didn't want to make He Baihan turn into a zombie.

He Baihan's eyes became darker, marking a frightening light. He pressed Gu Yunxi against the wall violently, from the original licking kiss to a bite, and stopped until the lips of both sides became dazzling blood red.

Both were panting fiercely, and their eyes were intertwined.

"Do you know how painful my waiting heart is?" The man's warm big palm gently stroked Gu Yunxi's hair, and then slowly wiped the blood on the lips of the youth with his fingertips, whispered, "I Always wondering if I should see you again, should I eat you so that you don't disappear again. "

His voice was low and hoarse, and gently brushed Gu Yunxi's ear, making his heart tremble again.

"I will never disappear again." Gu Yunxi's mouth twitched slightly, staring up at the man, chuckling, "If I die, I must take you to Huangquan this time."

The meaning in this statement is that if ordinary people hear it, they will feel creepy and feel insane and incomprehensible, but He Baihan laughed with open heart.

Life or death doesn't matter to him, as long as he can be with this person.

auzw.com He's had enough of waiting, enough days of not having this person with him. When he met the young man, his heart could no longer stop loving him.

He Bohan couldn't help lowering his head and kissing Gu Yunxi's red lips again. He hugged the youth tightly, hoping to rub the man into his flesh just like that.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Pay attention to the image!" Wu Tiancong gathered up to the two of them, reminded loudly, and then took out a red pill to He Bohan, urging, "Hurry up."

He Baihan glanced at Wu Tiancong with a gloomy look, reached out to take it, and looked casually. He threw it casually and continued to kiss the young man intently.

The Da Gao and others who came later stood in a stunned position, until they heard a low cough, barely regained their consciousness. They looked at He Baihan in disbelief at all, and turned their attention to Gu Yunxi involuntarily, and then looked at the boy among them in a very consistent manner.

Look at this flag! Does n’t it mean today that the boss is definitely not interesting to Zhuo Yeye? !!

The boy's **** has not returned yet, still staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

"Uncle Song, elder brother." Zhou Fan walked into the empty conference room with respect respectfully and greeted Song Fuhe and Song Zihe.

Father Song looked up at him, smiled and nodded, pointed to the space around him and motioned for him to sit down. And Song Zihe said coldly, "There is something to tell you to come."

Zhou Fan's eyes flickered, his hands clenched into fists, and he quickly released. Song Zihe's attitude towards him was like he was just a trivial subordinate, and he always looked like this when he spoke. He is Song Ziqing's boyfriend, and has even been recognized by the entire Song family.

"Brother please say."

Song Zihe glanced at him with a cold face, and said solemnly, "The base is ready to integrate all the phantom squads for easy management and distribution of tasks." He pursed his lower lip, and it seemed that he did not want to continue the next words After speaking, he paused for a while before continuing, "Dad recommends you to this leadership position."

Zhou Fan heard that, he couldn't help but have a happy heart, sincerely looked at Father Song, and solemnly promised, "Uncle Song, rest assured, I will not disappoint you and your brother's expectations."

Father Song smiled with a gentle smile and waved his hand. "You have the ability and the ability, and you deserve this position. But," he turned sharply and said, "The veterans studied it, I think He Bohan is also a rare talent. The two of you are really difficult to choose, so we decided to let him and you hold this position at the same time. We will integrate all the power teams and split them into two parts. You Just lead a part of it. "

He did not say that the person who proposed He Bohan was Song Zihe, but said that he had become the base's veteran, but he did not want to let Zhou Fan and Song Zihe have any encounters.

Zhou Fan is only a young man in his early twenties. Naturally, the ambition in his eyes cannot be concealed from Song's father who has been floating in the officialdom for decades. However, he was inferior to Song Zihe in any respect, and his talent was destined, which meant that Zhou Fan could not compare with Song Zihe in his whole life, so that Song's father could train him with confidence. In addition, he is the boyfriend of his younger son, which has won the favor of Song Ziqing, and his father is willing to give him some power.

Moreover, as long as it is handled properly, Zhou Fan will be a good knife. Thinking of this, Father Song's deep eyes narrowed.

The smile on Zhou Fan's face froze slightly, and he frowned and said, "In this case, wouldn't it be easy for contradictions within the base? If there is a fight between the two parties, it will be very detrimental to the stability of the base. Uncle, I think the base Harmony is more important. My ability is not as good as He Baihan, and he is willing to be under his leadership. "

"You don't have to worry about this." Song Father smiled loudly, pointing to Song Zi and Tao next to him, "If something goes wrong, find a son and he will take care of everything."

His words were tantamount to positioning Song Zihe as the boss of the two.

Zhou Fan took a deep breath and told himself not to rush, take it slowly.

"I know Uncle. Brother, please give me more advice at that time." He opened his mouth and smiled, and returned with a bow. Even if he knew Song Zihe was so eager to see him, he had to do superficial work.

Song Zihe looked indifferently at Zhou Fan, and the corner of his lips was a mocking smile.

"Zhuo Yeye, return my body to me, you little man, return it to me!"

"Song Ziqing" woke up from his sleep with a pale face. He sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyebrows and rubbing his temples. I don't know what happened these days, I can always dream that the person is constantly asking him for his body, his voice is screaming, as if it is in his ear, it makes people shudder.

The young man sitting on the bed remembered the half-dead body lying in the laboratory, his eyes overflowing with thick black. He picked on the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face showed an evil smile. How could it be possible to return what was already his.