"Da da da… "
The sound of gunfire on the other side of the protective wall continued, but inside Falcon Camp, everything was still in order.
The war is nothing new for the survivors here. At most, they are doing what they are doing calmly, while sighing: "The movement is bigger than usual today."
In the headquarters, Zhang Dongyao was standing at the door of a room smoking a cigarette.
The laboratory director went to find the doctor, and the Falcon members who passed by were looking at the door curiously while having that kind of conversation.
Zhang Dongyao threw the cigarette butt on the ground a little irritably, and then crushed it with his foot: "That troublesome Wang Rin!"
She was in charge of taking care of and protecting An An, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye at such a time.
Zhang Dongyao turned his head and glanced at the room again... An An was lying on the sofa, her thin body curled up, her hands clasped together and placed in front of her chest. Her demeanor looked very quiet, not like a sudden illness. But why did she faint at this time
Looking at An An's slightly fluttering eyelashes, Zhang Dongyao felt a sense of violence in his heart for no reason.
He wanted to grab the little girl's hair and lift her up and throw her out.
Maybe it was the sudden accident that irritated him, or maybe it was the little girl's calm eyes that made him feel uncomfortable.
Since arriving at X City, she often looked in a certain direction inexplicably, and then showed that very calm expression.
He wanted to ask her fiercely, "What the hell are you looking at!"
"Huh..." Zhang Dongyao forcibly suppressed the fire.
It's alright, it's almost over...
In order to reduce the final variables, he even sacrificed An An's own brother.
It's ridiculous that the man had the expression of dying generously for his sister... How could he know. I just want to be able to absolutely hold An An in my hands.
To lure away those zombies. Is there really only that way
Only when someone steps up and sacrifices. Others just acquiesced.
So... aren't they all hypocrites
Including the elder brother, even he is one of the hypocrites in his own eyes.
He was just afraid of losing his spiritual sustenance. When he died for his sustenance, he was moved by his great action.
that is it.
And these people here... they're naive.
Seeing the relaxed expressions on their faces, Zhang Dongyao felt that he had returned to the original central camp.
It's just... When they know what happened in the middle camp, I wonder if they can still laugh
As Zhang Dongyao thought about it, he couldn't help clenching his fists.
If he doesn't, he may not be able to restrain his distorted laughter...
"She'll be fine." A girl's voice came from behind him.
Zhang Dongyao subconsciously showed a slightly anxious and grateful smile. Turning to look at the girl: "Doctor, you are finally here, you don't know, this child is very important..."
"Yes, she is very important." The girl nodded.
However, Zhang Dongyao realized something was wrong after saying those words. The girl was indeed wearing a white coat and a mask, but... how did she suddenly appear behind her just now
He clearly has been paying attention to the surroundings!
An An is the biggest bargaining chip for him, so he will never relax. But this girl...
Just as Zhang Dongyao was about to step back, he found that the girl's eyes curled with laughter, and then a flash of red light suddenly flashed in one of her eyes.
His heart skipped a beat, for a moment. He felt that his ability to think had stalled.
This place... how come there are zombies
The next moment, he felt a red shadow in those eyes. Then the sharp scythe slashed at him.
Scythe... I seem to have heard of it somewhere
This was Zhang Dongyao's last thought before he lost consciousness.
Immediately, the door here was closed, and people came and went in the corridor, but no one noticed this scene.
When Zhang Dongyao opened the door again and appeared at the door, his expression was a little different from before.
The previous Zhang Dongyao looked sad but full of perseverance. To a certain extent, he didn't feel that he was pretending.
But now Zhang Dongyao seems relaxed and a little stiff at the same time.
He first twisted his neck, moved his limbs, and then kneaded it on his face again, revealing an awkward but casual smile.
The girl in the white coat also came out from behind him: "Okay, the wound has been cleaned up, so you won't see it."
She was talking about a tender red wound on Zhang Dongyao's neck. A few minutes ago, when Zhang Dongyao lost consciousness, she cut his throat with her finger and injected her own virus.
"This body can last for two hours at most, that's the limit," the girl said.
But Zhang Dongyao nodded with satisfaction: "It's alright. If it wasn't for the ability user, it would probably have begun to rot after being infected by you."
Abilities are really a special group, like zombies with reason and humanity.
Although this idea has popped up more than once, after knowing the concept of "experimental field", he began to feel a little complicated.
At this time, Zhang Dongyao... No, it should be Ling Mo, that's the feeling.
As for Zhang Dongyao himself, he is actually dead.
After listening to Wang Rin's narration, Ling Mo has determined that this Zhang Dongyao is a damned person.
But no matter how many things he has done and how ambitious he is, unfortunately in front of Ling Mo, he is a small character who can be killed easily.
Ling Mo wasn't even interested in questioning him... People who died because of over-inflated ambitions even skipped the step of leaving a last word.
"What do I do now?" It was Shana's face hidden under the mask... She quite liked this kind of dress, and if it wasn't for the cataclysm, she might have really run to become a doctor.
Ling Mo took out a document from Zhang Dongyao's pocket and said with a smile, "To be honest, I think Falcon's reaction is quite interesting. The other interesting one is that little girl."
After speaking, Ling Mo turned to look at the little girl, counting the time, she should have woken up long ago...
"Little sister, when are you going to pretend to be asleep?" Ling Mo didn't even close the door, he just stood at the door and turned around, raising the volume with a smile and asked.
An An shook all over, slowly opened her eyes, then sat up and hugged her legs.
The first thing she said was: "You are not him..."