Chapter 216: The zombie of the zombie king (4)

[Qin Lie! 】Sou Shen feels like an old hen tutoring homework.
"…Oh."
Immediately, there was a long silence.
Search God is almost stunned, [what else? Is it gone? 】
"Hehe..." The little zombie lying on the ground twisted his and smiled thily.
[...] Do you think you are smiling, but I don't know that you are shifting focus?
[I have spoken for two weeks, and you can summarize it in one sentence? 】Sou God wants to hit someone.
After it started to irritate.
Fanxing immediately lay motionless on the ground, closing his eyes and drying his back, like a dead body.
She is a fool when she should be smart. When she shouldn't be smart, she is a little clever.
And more childish and reckless than before.
Not only silly, but also lazy.
The search is like grandson, begging grandpa to tell grandma so that she can go on the way to find Qin Lie
Otherwise, she would lie on the ground and bask in the sun.
The front is sun-dried for a long time, and the back is sun-dried for a long time.
In this kind of traffic paralyzed apocalypse, zombies all rely on walking, and they are still the kind of slow walking.
But Search God felt that Fanxing, the little bear cub, walked so slowly because of laziness.
At her speed, it took the year of the monkey to meet Qin Lie!
At that time, Qin Lie will be turned into ashes!
[Eh, you go straight! Why are you turning into the supermarket? You fucking...]
Search God swears that it doesn't like swearing unless it can't help it.
After only two or three miles, she started to run away and went off the track—
This is just a small supermarket, and there is a hot dog machine at the door, and there are sausages baked before the end of the world. Fanxing stretched out a small claw, fumbled one out of it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
That action...
Thunder can't cover the ears and steal the bell!
The search for gods is dumbfounded.
Grass, you are so fierce when you encounter food?
[Can you taste it? ] Shouldn’t, are you a zombie?
After eating one, Fanxing had already grabbed two more with his claws, "...no."
Can't taste it, what do you eat?
"...Good-looking." It was red, covered with colorful fur.
At that time, the search for God was black.
What a hot dog is moldy!
If you look good, just watch, what are you doing with your mouth?
However, the gangster is the gangster, and it makes no sense for you to reason with her.
There was a plastic bag hanging next to the counter. Fanxing packed all the remaining hot dogs into the plastic bag, and then his little head got in from the handle, hung it around his neck, and swayed away.
A slow little zombie with a red plastic bag hanging around his neck.
In a row of zombies, walking like a turtle crawling.
Search God is anxious.
This speed!
If this continues, this world pill!
If the soul fragments of Lord War God of this world were not collected in the end, it was because the zombies were walking too slowly...
This reason is simply MMP!
Fortunately, there is no way to the world, just when the search for gods was unable to do anything, things turned for the better
At the corner.
"Help! Ah!!!" A scream cut through the sky.
The taste of raw meat!
Human scream!
In an instant, all the zombies were attracted to the past.
I don't know where the bad luck came from. Five or six people may have come out looking for food, rushing all the way, and in the end they still suffered misfortune.
Other zombies swarmed toward them, and countless hands penetrated their abdomen.