After the high-level zombies were wiped out, the offensive that the low-level zombies encircled to a few people suddenly collapsed, and each of them continued to wander blindly. Yan Zheng and Liang Ping lowered and drastically reduced, and quickly turned and pounced in the direction of Ye Zhizhou.
In the blink of an eye, Liang Ping had come behind Ye Zhizhou, holding a person in one hand and a scalpel in the other, and stabbed the thin and tall man fiercely. Yan Zheng arrived one step later, a saber pierced out in his hand, and the flames entangled with scorching heat.
"It's interesting." The slender man snorted and waved his hand softly. A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and a sound of metal connection sounded. Ye Zhizhou looked sideways and saw that Liang Ping's scalpel was taken by the slender man. A metal chopstick that suddenly appeared in his hand blocked it, and the blade happened to be stuck in the decorative spiral pattern in the middle of the chopstick, which looked a little funny. Looking at the other side, although the flame was twisted by the wind, the saber pierced into the wide coat of the thin and tall man impartially. Just when Ye Zhizhou thought the stern attack was successful, he gave a stab, his jacket was torn, his hem was blown up by the wind, and he went straight to the front door.
It's actually a hard stubble!
His heart sank, and he quickly spread out the retracted mental energy, turning into silk and condensing the silk into needles, piercing the lanky man's brain fiercely, and at the same time, he kept his hands up and put one hand up into the man's eyes. With one hand down and quickly patted his chest, his body leaned back with the strength of Liang Ping's embrace, raised his leg, and cut off his grandson's foot!
The thin and tall man was stiffened by his sudden violent attack, he hurriedly raised his head to avoid him, his arms were slightly loose, but his hand quickly grabbed his arm and yanked in his direction! The mental power condensed into a sharp needle was approaching, he seemed to feel something, his yellowish-brown pupils shrank sharply, and a not-so-strong attacking mental power quickly spread around his body, forming a thin protective circle. Keep the sharp needle out of the brain!
The two mental powers met in a not gentle way, and the two snorted at the same time. The strong wind around the thin man was slightly weaker, and his hand holding Ye Zhizhou was released. Liang Ping hurriedly held Ye Zhizhou back when he saw it, and solemnly took the opportunity to retreat. Attack, the tip of the knife stabbed at the tall and thin man again!
"Stop your hands!" Ye Zhizhou yelled anxiously, enduring the headache, his body was faster than his thoughts and rushed towards Yanzheng, "My own person! Don't do it!"
The Yan Zheng offensive paused, and the thin and tall man took the opportunity to retreat, and Liang Ping stepped forward and grabbed Ye Zhizhou back to his side.
Strange confrontation situation.
The mental power of the rendezvous has quickly merged and entangled after a brief impact, and emotions of joy and joy have appeared in the brain, and a few wis of intimacy came from the other's mental power and rubbed his face.
Sure enough... He wiped his face dubiously, and patted the Liang Ping and Yan Zheng who retreated to his side comfortably. He looked at the thin and tall man who had gradually eased over there, and looked him up and down. I couldn't help laughing, "Don't do it yet. The two people around you are my companions. Also, what's your name?"
The thin and tall man looked at him in confusion, unconsciously walked a few steps forward, raised his hand to cover his forehead, "What is my name..." It will be deep for a while and shallow, fingers involuntarily pressed against his forehead, so hard that the skin has begun to turn red. The zombies around him seemed to be infected by his emotions, and they gradually became anxious and let out a low roar.
"Don't! Don't hurt yourself." Ye Zhizhou looked terrified, remembering what he had observed before, and the joy of meeting his love quickly dissipated, leaving only anxious, "Did you get bitten by a zombie? Come here, and I'll give it to you. Medicine." Although there is no antiviral medicine, Xisui Pill should also be able to clear the zombie virus in the body, anyway, it can't let the lover continue to deteriorate!
"Medicine?" Hearing his words, the thin and tall man suddenly stopped all his movements, his expression froze, put his hand down, and slowly took out an injection from his pocket, and then skillfully opened the piercing arm and sighed contentedly. "By the way, I'm here to find a machine to make medicine."
Seeing his behavior so strange, Yan Zheng and Liang Ping couldn't help squeezing their weapons.
The light blue potion was slowly pushed into the arm, and then the bulging blue veins flattened, the pale skin on the face returned to bloody color, the yellowish-brown eyeballs continued to deepen, gradually turning into a normal dark brown, and the purple lips turned into a normal person. It was ruddy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which seemed very pleasant.
Ye Zhizhou stared at the change in amazement, couldn't help pulling away the two people in front of him, blurted out and asked, "You, what are you injecting? Zombie vaccine?!" This is unscientific! This is not what the plot information says!
"No." The thin and tall man dropped the syringe, his cold tone became gentle before, and his eyes were also very harmless. Um, and your ability." As he stretched out his fingers and touched the spiritual force that was brought by intimacy, he looked intoxicated, "It's so cute, I want to pry open your brain to see what your ability core looks like. ."
He took the mental strength silk back with a swish, and his throat was dry, and he couldn't help swallowing. The lover seems to be a bit perverted, what should I do, I don't want to recognize it too much. Yan Zheng hurriedly pulled Ye Zhizhou's body back, Liang Ping was even more direct, and the scalpel in his hand had flown straight towards the man.
The thin and tall man raised his hand, accurately caught the flying scalpel, and touched it with interest, "It's lengthened, not bad, I like it." After saying that, he threw it back at a faster speed and looked at Ye Zhizhou, "My name is Zhong Qiu, what about you, what is your name?"
Zhong Qiu... Ye Zhizhou felt a little dark in front of him, how his lover is also a cannon fodder in this life, or a genius cannon fodder who must be well protected! Holding Yan Zhenghe who was about to attack again, he sighed and stuck his head helplessly, "My name is Liu Chen, don't attack my companion. This is not a place to talk. Can we go into the warehouse and talk?" "There are zombies outside. Although I don't know why they haven't attacked them who have been making sounds for some reason, the visual effects are terrifying enough.
Zhong Qiu glanced over the hand he pressed on Liang Ping and Yan Zheng's shoulders. The deep part of his eyeballs showed a little yellowish brown again, but they were quickly pressed down and smiled, "Okay, let's go into the warehouse."
The warehouse is not big, it is full of various instruments. After entering the door, Ye Zhizhou looked at the behemoth in the corner and couldn't help but step forward.
A gust of wind passed, his waist tightened, and his body fell into Zhong Qiu's arms again, but this time the opponent's strength became much gentler, that is, what he said was not very beautiful, "Now, you are mine. Also, don't touch anything that shouldn't be touched. Stuff, huh?"
Ye Zhizhou used his eyes to stop Yan Zheng and Liang Ping who wanted to come forward, tentatively raising his hand to touch the hand on his waist, maintaining a gentle expression, and slowly said, "You came here because you want this machine? Me too, listen. It is said that someone in city b is about to develop a vaccine, but the machine is broken at a critical juncture. I know there is one here, so I want to get it and send it to city b... the person who needs the machine, is it you?"
The hands around the waist tightened, and the warm breath moved from the back of the head to the ears, "Do you want to give me a gift?"
"Send this machine..."
"Really sweet." Slender fingers put on the neck, rubbed ambiguously a few times, then moved up, pinched the earlobe and dropped to the temple, clicked, "But I want your place more..."
The breath on the face changed from warm to icy, and the fingers attached to his temples quickly became cold. Ye Zhizhou's heart felt tight, and he hurriedly raised his hand to hold his hand, and said again, "Did you get bitten by a zombie? ? Loosen me and I'll get you medicine."
"It's not bitten." The gentle voice began to become cold and hard. Although the tone was as gentle as possible, the straight vocal cords gradually lost human emotions in his words. "It's just a little experiment on the body to kill those Naughty little virus, you have to know what it is, are you right?"
To you big head! It turned out that it was not bitten by a zombie, but caused the virus on the body by himself? ! Ye Zhizhou didn't know what to say. He clenched his hands harder, trying to choke him to death, and said angrily, "Lose me! I have space and can help you bring the machine! When you go back, hurry up. Get out that damn vaccine, I don’t like the way you look like a ghost or a ghost!"
"like?"
"I don't like it! You let go!"
Zhong Qiu frowned, slowly let go of him, and looked down at his hand, "Do you hate me like this?"
Ye Zhizhou stepped up to put the machine away, stared at him, and walked to Liang Ping and Yan Zheng, "Don’t talk about him with zombie viruses, I will fix him, you first go out to kill the zombies and get some crystal nuclei, remember to eat Hold the breath pill, don't go far, I..."
His waist tightened again, and a violent wind blew his side. His vision was distorted for a moment, then the wind stopped, the warehouse door closed, and Yan Zheng and Liang Ping disappeared.
"Where are they?!"
Cold breath sprayed on the neck, moving dangerously, "Outside." After being lightly licked on the side of his neck, Ye Zhizhou had a numb scalp and unconsciously tightened his body, "Zhong Qiu, calm down." He didn't want to. Come to an intimate event with zombies to challenge psychological tolerance! That's too difficult!
"I like your taste." Arms tightened, and the cold breath moved to the earlobe, "So you also want to like me."
What kind of logic is this!
The body was suddenly reversed, Ye Zhizhou was forced to raise his head and meet the man's yellow-brown eyes again. The hem of his clothes was lifted, and his cold fingers penetrated and stroked ambiguously on the skin.
"It's warm and comfortable." His head dropped, as if he was about to kiss.
Although you have a handsome face! But this cold body temperature and cold breath makes him uncomfortable! Ye Zhizhou murmured in his heart and swiped the screen, while he lifted his hand while he relaxed, pressed his face firmly, tried to ignore the cold touch on his back, looked at his eyes and said word by word, "Are you sure you can harden it?" "As far as he knows, as long as it is infected with the zombie virus, the temperature of the human body will drop indefinitely until it reaches zero.
Zhong Qiu's movements stopped, and the hand that reached into his clothes slowly retracted, his eyes darkened, his voice was cool, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was dangerous, "Are you suspecting that I can't do it?"
Ye Zhizhou lowered his head, looked at his unresponsive lower body, and shrugged. I just suspected it, but now it's confirmed, the zombies really can't do it.
"Liu Chen." He stretched his hand into his pocket again, took out a light blue injection, and skillfully opened it and stuck it into his arm, "You are dead."
The wind blew again, rolling around the two of them, and the sound of fabric cracking rang out. Ye Zhizhou only felt a lightness on his body, and then he flew over a few familiar pieces of cloth in front of him. He lowered his head, and his skin had been in direct contact with the air.
"... Zhong, Qiu!"
The warehouse door was suddenly knocked open, and a crowd of people came in. A young man with elegant glasses was taken aback by the situation inside. With anxious concentration on his face, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, "Old, boss, What are you doing?"