Bai Weiwei: "The heartthrob temperament is useless?"
She also thought that with her performance, she could make Song Yunhuan softer.
Only then did the system have the opportunity to remind: "The charismatic temperament is useful for talents with a favorability rating above zero."
Song Yunhuan's favorability rating was minus 40, and she would never say that it was only minus 40. There are many people who have minus 40.
Bai Weiwei fell to the ground, her hands rubbed on the ground in order to reduce the cushioning force, her skin was rubbed, and blood flowed out immediately.
The zombies surrounding outside seemed to smell the smell of fresh meat, and came around excitedly screaming.
Bai Weiwei's pupils clenched, "Scumbag, is the heartthrob temperament useful to these things?"
System: "A millionaire, not a million corpse fan, this kind of temperament is useless to anything without consciousness."
Zombies will not be conscious if they are not advanced.
Now the end of the world has just begun, and there is only one Song Yunhuan among the advanced zombies.
Bai Weiwei: "So this side reward, apart from confusing passers-by, is actually useless at all?"
The system encourages: "Wait until your Raiders reach zero or higher favorability, this temperament will be useful."
Bai Weiwei roared, "Ghosts will be eaten by that time."
She just finished saying this to the system, and several zombies have already rushed over.
Bai Weiwei was so frightened that she rolled to the ground and escaped the attack of the zombies. She looked at Song Yunhuan with helpless despair in her eyes.
Song Yunhuan still smiled, standing in the sunny place, but his eyes were gloomy and ghostly.
The zombies seemed to be instructed to attack Bai Weiwei quickly.
They opened their mouths, showing their foul-smelling teeth, and ran fast to catch Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei had nowhere to hide, because the entire warehouse was surrounded by zombies.
In the warehouse, except for Song Yunhuan, no zombies dared to go there.
Bai Weiwei couldn't care less, she would rather be torn to pieces by Song Yunhuan than to feed these zombies.
Bai Weiwei thought about it, at least Song Yunhuan was handsome.
As a result, he just ran into the warehouse, his foot was pulled by something, and the whole person fell to the ground.
A zombie's hand tightly grabbed her calf and dragged her outside the warehouse.
Bai Weiwei clung to the ground with her fingers, and the pulp of her fingers was bleeding.
She felt the sharp nails of the zombie dig into her leg, and blood began to flow out.
Bai Weiwei was trembling all over, and she suddenly felt a shadow covering her.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Yunhuan walking in front of her, he slowly crouched down, and Qingjun's face still had that weird smile on his face.
Even the smile was mixed with a hint of malicious satisfaction.
"Did you know? Bai Weiwei, when you pushed me out of the car, I was like you too. I was desperate and had no way to survive. I could only be eaten alive by zombies."
Bai Weiwei looked at him, her eyes were red, she said with a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Song Yunhuan."
Song Yunhuan's smile twisted, "I'm sorry for what? A woman like you shouldn't be the most selfish, how could you apologize to me."
Bai Weiwei was dragged out step by step by the zombies, she desperately clasped the ground with her fingers, but stared at Song Yunhuan.
"I'm sorry, Song Yunhuan. I know that I'm not a kind person. I'm selfish and vain, careful and enjoyable, but I really didn't do it on purpose. I didn't want you to die, I just wanted to scare you. I can't hold your hand."
When Bai Weiwei said this, she burst into tears. With her last strength, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.
A corner of his cuff was broken.