Chapter 39:

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In the midsummer night, a heavy rain poured down, and the continuous rain washed the ground, taking away the dirty traces of the ground.
In a damaged building, Tie Zhi and Zhang Wenxi, who escaped successfully, shrank in an office. Part of the army of zombies who came from the prison, some lost their prey and went to other places, and some swayed around, so that the two could only temporarily shrink here without daring to move.
"Tie brother, Jie brother is dead." In the dark, Zhang Wenxi said with a trembling voice, saying that he would be close to Tie Zhi.
"You come closer, I don't mind falling apart now." When he approached, the cold muzzle came to his forehead, Zhang Wenxi froze, with a cry of fear, "Iron, iron brother, you, you What is this for?"
Tie Zhi sneered and his voice was cold. "You think my power is exhausted, you can steal my power and kill me while I'm weak? Ruyi's calculations are good."
"I, I didn't." Zhang Wenxi retorted tremblingly, and no one could see his face in the darkness.
Tie Zhi "Don't think I don't know how Liu Neng can die."
During the encirclement and suppression of senior zombies, there were only three people left in the flying dragon when he fled, and even the leading Feng Leijie was dead. Liu Neng was one of the three survivors. In order to avoid the zombie army, they finally chose to enter this building.
Before entering, Zhang Wenxi, who was running at the end, was about to be caught by the zombies, but somehow Liu Neng, who was running in front of him, softened his legs, and then became a dinner for the zombies army, to buy time for the other two.
Zhang Wenxi escaped, and Tie Zhi hid in an unmanned office.
"The reason why I don't kill you now is because your special ability is still useful. You'd better be honest." Tie Zhi's voice was harder than before.
After a while, Zhang Wenxi timidly said, "Brother Tie, you really misunderstood me. I've always been on your side... rest assured, I won't be close to you."
"Besides, I know how many pounds I have, without you, where can I leave here alive." He said sincerely, skipping Liu Neng's death.
Tie Zhi's silence seemed to weigh his meaning.
Zhang Wenxi continued to work harder, and his voice became brisk, with a bit of flattery. "We came out this time, although the loss was heavy and we didn't get anything, but for Tiege, this is a good thing. Jiege is dead, and the flying dragon is yours. "
Tie Zhi made a chuckle from his nasal cavity and retracted the gun that reached Zhang Wenxi's forehead.
Zhang Wenxi was relieved and wiped cold sweat.
Most of what he said was true, and now he and Tie Zhi are the only ones left. Tie Zhi is a C-level, and he has to rely on Tie Zhi to leave here and return to the base camp. He is not an idiot. If he really kills Tie Zhi, he will break his life.
"Brother Tie, we really have to thank the zombies of level 4 and the master of the sneak attack." He added the words "we", "If it weren't for them, Jie Ge would die so easily. You see him revealing it today According to the original strength, even if he and Luo Yesheng killed the fourth-level zombies together, and the combat power was impaired, I can use his ability to fight him. I am afraid that your plan may not be implemented."
Hearing this, Tie Zhi was not sure.
He had long wanted to kill Feng Leijie to replace Feng Leijie's position. For this reason, he secretly planned for a long time. Feng Leijie had high strength. To kill him, he could only rely on external forces.
The chance is to encircle and suppress senior zombies this time.
He made outstanding suggestions to Feng Lei, let Feng Leijie and Luo Yesheng work together to kill the fourth-level zombies, and then take advantage of Luo Yesheng's weakness, Zhang Wenxi uses special abilities to seize Luo Yesheng's abilities, so that Luo Yesheng can be easily killed, Feng Leijie swallows the crystal.
But in fact, this plan was directed against Feng Leijie. Tie Zhi bought Zhang Wenxi and was about to kill the fourth-level zombie in Feng Leijie.
Feng Leijie has no power, so he can only be slain.
As for Luo Yesheng, it's okay to trade according to the conditions first discussed with Feng Leijie. From the beginning to the end, Tie Zhi had only one purpose, killing Feng Leijie, and Jing Shi was not so important to him.
No matter how the plan can't keep up with the change, he doesn't need to shoot. Feng Leijie died directly. Luo Yesheng was seriously injured and escaped. He also tried his best to escape from the zombies.
Seeing Tiezhi not speaking, Zhang Wenxi thought for a while and said, "But there is also Zhou Yubai in the hotel. Will he doubt the death of Jie Ge and then hinder you...?"
It is said that Zhou Yubai, like Tie Zhi, is the confidant of Feng Leijie. He is trusted by Feng Leijie, but Zhou Yubai is not strong, and has been staying in the base camp almost all the time.
During the time Zhang Wenxi joined Feilong, he only heard his name, but had never seen him.
Although Tie Zhi put the gun back, he kept holding it in his hands, and kept his focus on Zhang Wenxi.
Such a person as Zhang Wenxi seems timid and incompetent, but in fact, he thinks of poisonousness. Like a viper hidden in a dark place, he can jump out and take a fatal bite.
Tie Zhi will naturally not give him that opportunity, and there is no emotion to say "You don't need to worry about you."
Zhang Wenxi shrugged off the conversation, and there was a lot of rain outside. At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded outside the office, wow, wow, as if something was dragging and walking.
Lightning flashed across the dark night, and the bright light flickered quickly enough to allow the two powerhouses in the room to see the scenes they had just glimpsed.
The glass wall in the office they were in. When the two hid inside, they confirmed that there were no zombies in the room. They closed the office door and leaned against the corner.
When the lightning disappeared, both of them saw a sprawling tail emerging from the corridor outside through the glass wall.
"Tie Brother..." Zhang Wenxi's scalp felt numb, and his teeth shivered up and down. "Yes, it's a corpse..."
There is a corpse in the corridor outside!
Tie Zhi scolded "Shut up!"
I don’t know what kind of animal the corpse beast outside was mutated, and the strange noise it made while walking split the nerves of the two little by little.
They did not dare to take a breath, and breathed in to enjoy the inhuman torture. At the moment, Jinxin Community, a few streets away, had a soothing bustle in the room on the third floor.
The living room was bright and warm.
――While pressing the orange side of the magic ball, the warm orange light illuminates the room.
In the big pot of instant noodles cooked by the side, she ate a bowl of herself, and her belly was rounded, and the rest went into two zombies.
There are old zombies, except for how the third-level zombies howl from time to time, of course they are punched by the old zombies, and then become honest, other times how clever and how clever.
Especially for dinner, the old zombies would use bowls and chopsticks. Although awkward, after correcting a few movements on the side, the old zombies have quickly held the skill of holding the noodles of the chopsticks, so as not to spill the soup on the body.
However, the third-level zombies are not worse than this.
His hands were so stiff that he couldn't hold the chopsticks. He was so anxious that he wanted to get his hands to pull Uncle Zhuyuan's fingers to teach him to use chopsticks, which was stopped by the old zombies.
Grandpa is not allowed to approach Uncle Zhu Yuan, nor will he let him approach.
He banged his cheeks, and had to give up, and finally gave up, allowing Uncle Zhu Yuan to pour the bowl directly into his mouth.
――The third-level zombie wanted to grab it with his hands, and said helplessly,
Uncle Zhu Yuan, you would get your clothes dirty like this
, and then he was beaten by the elderly zombies.
I had to give up the option of grasping it by hand and change it to pour directly into my mouth. Only then was the old zombie satisfied, and he continued to use chopsticks to noodles unskilledly.
Until one person and two corpses finished eating, she cleaned up the chopsticks side by side. She didn't care what Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan did. She lifted the pot hard and put it on the stove, then stepped on the small stool and put the pot in the sink. Start washing dishes.
Just wait for yourself to grow up a little bit, and just be stronger.
The little girl was very happy when she thought that grandpa and uncle Zhu Yuan could accompany themselves, filled with joy in her heart.
The old zombie stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at her little back, his gray eyes rolled a few times, and then suddenly walked around frantically, trying to enter the kitchen, but dared not.
The movements he showed have been restraining himself, not keeping himself too close to the side.
It seems that being too close will bring terrible danger to that little thing.
It was a third-level zombie. After eating instant noodles, the kind of hunger engraved in his soul faded away a lot, so his attention fell on the floor mat in the living room, on which were piled up Lego toys.
This thing seemed to arouse his interest, the third-level zombies staggered past and sat down. Stretching out the pale white hand with dark texture, and pushing it gently, the Lego toy immediately overturned, and the building block turned over.
Upon seeing this, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, making a "ho ho" sound-um... estimated and called laugh.
The third-level zombies who found the toy planed the blocks and began to fight together seriously.
The elderly zombie at the kitchen door glanced back, turned his head back, and continued to stare at the small figure in the kitchen.
When washing the dishes, he will put the bear next to the stove, talk to the bear while washing, and then separate the two corners.
"Grey, will Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan talk again?"
"Sure." She played gray and lowered her voice.
By the way "But Grandpa said that monsters are no longer human."
"The grandfather didn't bite you. He went home with you, and he didn't allow Uncle Zhu Yuan to bite you. He's protecting you."
"Yeah, maybe Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan will change back to people in the future." Her voice was excited. "How can I help Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan to change back to people soon?"
Little Bear Edition said, "When the uncle comes next time, you ask him, he is so powerful, he must know."
"What if Uncle doesn't know."
The little girl said that, looking at the dirty bear, the little sighed like an adult.
After washing the dishes the first time, she started to wash the second time, and finally tried to drag the pot up while she was done. At this time, she eagerly hoped that she could grow up quickly, so that she could do this easily. Something.
Unexpectedly, the foot stepped on the stool was biased, the stool pryed up at the corner, the body lost its center of gravity, the pot fell back to the sink, and she fell to the ground by herself.
This was not the first time she fell. She covered her face with great experience-she couldn't fall, and it hurt the most.
The elderly zombies screamed at the door instantly, although he didn't even know why, he rushed into the kitchen instinctively, wanting to stop falling.
But when he saw the palm of his hand, he stopped-the nails were abnormally grayish gray, and the tip was sharp, like a cold blade.
There seems to be a consciousness telling him that he must never touch her and easily scratch her.
This kind of consciousness tore the instinct that he wanted to prevent her from falling, forming a kind of fortune that made him mad and want to roar.
With a clatter, he fell to the ground, but the momentum of the collision between the body and the ground disappeared. It was better to lie down than to fall.
It doesn't hurt at all!
Covering the side of the face, I stood up in surprise. I didn’t care about the dust on the skirt. I quickly lifted my small face and rushed towards it, but stopped the movement, resulting in an old zombie that swings greatly. "Grandpa, I It’s okay, no pain."
The old zombie stopped to growl, his tall and thin body rickets, his gray eyes trembling slightly, staring closely at the small side.
Trotting over, trying to pull Grandpa's hand, she felt that Grandpa was scared by her fall.
In the past, every time I fell and was injured, my grandfather would hug her and cry for her.
Before waiting for her to approach, the elderly zombie stepped back in shock, and exited the kitchen directly. His body shivered. He hurriedly put his hands behind his back and shouted anxiously.
No, you can't get close.
He roared again, his teeth tickling faintly.
The long eyelashes were dropped in the side that was rejected by Grandpa again.
Fortunately, the loss is only a few seconds, and the side is quickly adjusted.
This episode made her forget the strange thing that she fell but she didn't have a pain. When she saw Uncle Zhu Yuan playing with her Lego, the little girl ran to it quickly--
The old zombie also followed in a hurry, scanning her eyes constantly on the side, as if checking whether she was injured or not, and it seemed that she simply did not know what to do.
Bypassing the sofa, he was about to stand next to the third-level zombies. When he was about to step on the floor mat, he looked at the clean floor mat and at his dirty shoes.
Although the clothes of the two zombies were changed, the shoes were not changed.
――Forgot to find shoes.
After hesitating, the old zombie silently retracted his feet.
"Uncle Zhu Yuan, you didn't take off your shoes!" Seeing the feet of the third-level zombies wearing shoes stepped on the floor mat, the little girl's face collapsed, and the white and tender buns' faces wrinkled up, looking at the pile of Lego with headache Uncle Zhu Yuan, who is unlike him.
If the mat is dirty, where can she wash it?
The third-level zombie who heard the sound grabbed a block and raised a swollen face with a swollen nose and looked to the side along the sound.
Then he smiled to the side, probably... a friendly smile.
Rao is not afraid of the side, but also caused goose bumps on his arm by Uncle Zhu Yuan's laugh.
Uncle Zhu Yuan, who has not become a monster, looks very good. After becoming a monster, Uncle Zhu Yuan is not so beautiful.
As for grandpa... Grandpa is still as good-looking as before!
I thought so firmly in my heart.
Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan should change their clean shoes. Why didn’t she think that she was a little annoyed, as if she could change slippers... While turning around, she ran to the shoe cabinet at the door, and the old zombie picked up when searching for the slippers inside The building blocks rolled on the edge of the mat hit the third-level zombies sitting in the center of the mat.
The third-level zombies, who had been smashed again, covered their heads and turned their eyes to the elderly zombies dumbly, a little bit angry.
Why beat him old!
If it weren't for the sake of being one level higher than him, if it was...if not? The third-level zombies are at a loss again.
"Ho ho!"
The old zombie reached out and pointed his finger to the floor that was not covered by the floor mat. Only the third-level zombie whispered what he meant.
He let himself get there.
Continue to beat him if you don’t.
The level 3 zombie's "a little angry" was upgraded to "very angry". Two seconds later, he whispered back, curled up, and his bones rolled out of the mat.
Facts have proved that zombies will also be attentive.
Finding the edge of the slippers from the shoe cabinet and running back, I saw Zhu Yuan who had sat on the floor obediently instead of the floor mat. The old zombie stood not far away.
Both zombies stared at her.
The grandfather must have let Uncle Zhu Yuan come out. Uncle Zhu Yuan really listened to Grandpa. The little girl sighed and ignored the picture of Grandpa beating Uncle Zhu Yuan. It was unilaterally due to Uncle Zhu Yuan listening to Grandpa.
She put two pairs of adult male slippers on the ground, took off her shoes, put them on again, and used this action to teach the two zombies to change shoes.
The little girl looked at Grandpa expectantly.
However, the old zombies did not change shoes on the spot.
After taking off the sandals on the feet, the lovely right instep has a scar, which is not large, but because the girl's skin is white, the scar looks very scary.
There are many such injuries, and many of them don't know how to hurt themselves.
The old zombie stared at the small scar, and he stretched his hand towards the scar, his fingers trembling.
"Grandpa, what do you want?" However, while misunderstanding the movements of the old zombies, he thought that Grandpa's hand was asking for something from himself.
The old zombie withdrew his hand blankly.
He wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to express it, and what he said became a roar...
It will scare her, it will scare her, it will scare her... His blank mind flashes back and forth like this.
There were also injuries and falls, and the scars on the small insteps stimulated him. He wanted to check whether there was any injuries on her body, but he knew that he could not touch her and would hurt her.
That is a very important baby for him.
It is a baby more important than his life.
The zombie sitting on the ground felt like the same kind of disease, he understood the "tutorial" just now-changing shoes is much easier than changing clothes.
He bent to reach his feet, ready to take off his dirty shoes for clean slippers, but he just bent down, a fist came, and then one of his feet was out of control.
I don't understand why I was beaten up again by the third-level zombies.
No, staying here all the time will hurt the baby and should go upstairs, that's where he stays.
The old zombie thought vaguely. He took two pairs of slippers in his left hand and dragged one leg of the third-level zombie in his right hand, and walked straight out.
The third-level zombies are irresponsible to let the old zombies drag and give up resistance.
I can't beat it anyway.
When the elderly zombies took the slippers and dragged the third-level zombies away, they understood that Grandpa had to take Uncle Zhu Yuan upstairs to change his shoes as he did before.
Although she feels that she can change it here, she must respect Grandpa's choice.
Grandpa certainly doesn't want to let Uncle Zhu Yuan's stinky feet smoke himself.
Holding the glowing magic ball, he shook his legs behind the two zombies, watching Uncle Zhu Yuan being dragged by his grandfather's pockets. It felt a bit pitiful for Uncle Zhu Yuan for a while. The picture is funny, and a little guilt for a while-she should stop grandpa and not let grandpa bully Uncle Zhu Yuan.
Huh?
Why would she feel that Grandpa is bullying Uncle Zhu Yuan?
The little girl bit her index finger and thought it was wrong to think of Grandpa like this.
Going out of the door, the old zombie put a hand on it, and the third-level zombie flew to the metal wall like a linen pocket, and he threw two pairs of slippers up again.
"..."
The third-level zombies straightened their crooked nose bridges, climbed up from the ground, picked up slippers, and gestured to the head of his elderly zombies.
After being beaten so many times, should he also fight back? !
"Uncle Zhu Yuan, don't allow grandpa to fight!" Standing at the edge of the door, he could see clearly, complaining with a small waist.
The old zombie turned back violently.
The third-level zombie holding his slippers was startled and looked at him. After a while, he silently stuffed his shoes into his mouth.
"Eh, that's slippers, you can't eat them!" The little girl jumped anxiously.
The old zombie turned his head in satisfaction. As soon as he saw the edge, his tight body slackened, and he raised his stiff fingers and pointed to the side door.
"...Ho... broken... ho... feel..." He opened his mouth, and the "ho ho" sound made a difficult mix of syllables.