Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 161 The Zombie Dad is a Wave 8
Fuchen held the feeding bottle and kept "nourishing" the Zombie King. The milky white liquid dripped into the blue-black water, swimming away and dyeing, and the milky white turned into light white in pieces.

The pale white was washed by the blue-black water, and sank into the water without a trace.

The Zombie King buried his body in the water, avoiding the milk, and stared at the floating dust with a pair of dead fish-white eyes, like a hunting shark.

He doesn't like milk in the bottle.

Fuchen was about to let go, looking at the zombie king with a "hehe" smile, not afraid at all.

The Zombie King sank a little bit, his whole body was arched, staring blankly, and suddenly jumped out of the water, "Roar!"

The huge figure and the open teeth seem to be the posture of a shark jumping up and biting.

Fu Chen had been prepared for a long time, turned around to hide, turned around and ran.

Just learned to walk, staggered two steps, and immediately ran up.

The zombie king didn't jump at anyone, but dodged to arrest him.

Fuchen jumped up, stepped on the zombie king's shoulder, turned around, and twisted 90 degrees while hugging the zombie king's neck.

The Zombie King's face and back are on the same side.The face of a dead person, the white eyes are open, pause for a moment, unable to distinguish the strength.

However, the next moment, the zombie king opened his mouth wide, revealing his biting teeth, and bit the floating dust again.

Twisted neck, not affected at all.

Fuchen pushed his head in fright, but he didn't push his head away, and his body was pushed away.

The zombie king grabbed her leg and opened his mouth to bite.

Fuchen stared at his legs, and suddenly retched, "Ugh—"

The milk in the belly was mixed with the blood "da da da" spread on his thigh.

The zombie king froze for a moment, retracted his left hand, and opened his mouth "Ah—" to bite his right leg.

"vomit--"

"Da da da."

Zombie King: "..."

Food is contaminated.

The zombie king withdrew his hand and stared at the head, which had a mouth that spit out milk.Belly filled with milk.

The gaze moves to the hands.

Fu Chen put his hand to his mouth and licked it back and forth.

Food has become uncomfortable for zombies.

The zombie king silently looked away, returned his head to the normal position, lowered his hands, and his body became slow again, moving away step by step, taking the steps of a dead person.

Fu Chen stared at the Zombie King and burst out laughing, "Hahahaha!"

She didn't care how dirty her legs were, she transferred them to the zombie king's shoulders.

The zombie king was pressed down by the impact, and quickly raised his head.Sensing the presence of discomfort, the head moves to the left, uncomfortable; to the right, uncomfortable.

He lifted his dusty feet with both hands and pushed them back, but his forward pace did not change, it was still so slow.

Fu Chen grabbed his clothes, turned over and fell to the ground.

With a sound of "tearing", a hole was torn out of the clothes.

Fu Chen wiped the torn belt dry on his legs, and jumped onto the shoulder of the moving Zombie King.

The zombie king just shook his head and continued to move forward.

The fight before was like a game.

On the empty city streets, the wind blows newspapers out of nowhere.

The back of the big zombie carrying the little zombie got smaller little by little.

The sun is still trying to move towards the west.

The big zombie moved silently. When he smelled the human breath, he looked at the still tall and tall office building.It reflects sunlight in the sun, and the whole is like an erected ocean.

There is a human breath in it, not a lot.

The big zombie moves its legs.

Fuchen grabbed the zombie's head and turned to the nearby commercial street. There was a coffee shop at the intersection.

The Zombie King raised his foot, and his pace was still in the office building.

Fuchen turned his head, but his eyes were still on the coffee shop.

Feet: office buildings.

Head: coffee house.

The body walked towards the office building.

The head is still a coffee house.

Seeing that the big zombie was about to enter the office building, he jumped down in a fit of anger, landed on all fours, and crawled towards the coffee shop.

The zombie king's body stepped into the office building, his head turned, still facing the coffee shop.

Dust crawled into the coffee shop.

It was empty inside, and the door had been smashed down.

The tables and chairs fell to the ground, and the ground was in a mess.

She stood up, looking around, looking for familiar shadows.She looked at the big cover above the front desk, cappuccino-milk tea-milk!

The dust automatically locks on the milk, looking for the smell.

She walked to the front desk, lay down on the front desk, sniffed her nose carefully, and stared at the large bottle of cold-extracted milk.

Grab the big milk box, look up and say "ton, ton, ton", smash your mouth, it's not good to drink.

Dust throws away the milk.The line of sight continues to inspect.

His eyes were fixed on the coffee machine.

She carefully looked at the patterns around her, not sure about the operation, she slowly stretched out her hand and pressed the button.

The beverage dispenser dispenses brewed coffee.

"Oh?"

Fu Chen tilted his neck back, staring curiously at the black water.

For a moment, he tilted his neck and stretched his head over.

"Ah slightly slightly." Fuchen sticks out his tongue and jumps his feet.

The tongue couldn't be released, and when I saw the milk bottle on the ground, I picked it up again "tons and tons" to make up the smell.

After being liberated, Fuchen readjusted his posture and continued to look at the coffee shop.

She wants milk.

It's best to do it yourself.

She looked at the pattern on it, found the photo of milk tea, stared at the scale picture next to it, looked at the half price, and looked at the beverage machine on the side.

Press the button.

The tea flowed out.

Fuchen stared at the water flow, not wanting to have another bad experience.Looking at the milk box in his hand, he aimed the opening to catch it.

Take a little and drink again.Smack your mouth, the taste is weird, but it seems to be okay.

Picked up a little more to try.

is ok.

The milk is gone.

Fu Chen stared at the drink machine again.After pressing all the keys, there is no milk.

She rummaged through the cabinet and found milk powder in the cabinet.

Smells like.

Fuchen smashed open the tin can with his hands, and dug a handful of milk powder into his mouth with his hands.

Tastes alike.

But there is no feeling of clear mind, let alone the feeling of strength in the whole body.

At this moment, Fuchen realized that the milk in that human's hand was unique.

Even if she learned to make milk, she doesn't have that ability.

Perhaps, this is her ability.

"Hooho."

The outside is full of zombies.

Such is the existence of the Zombie King.Inadvertently gathered zombies.Dust doesn't care.

"Roar!" The Zombie King's roar appeared at the door.

Covered in blood, obviously just finished eating.

In his hand, he was holding a living person, which was prepared for Fu Chen.

Fu Chen raised his head, his pupils covered by the white awn turned and looked at the coffee machine.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!" Fu Chen pointed at the coffee machine.

The zombie king was puzzled, threw the living person into the floating dust, and walked towards the coffee machine by himself.

The floating dust jumped up, bit the man's neck, and sucked blood.

Without milk, blood is the source of her evolution.

The zombie king shook the coffee machine.

The coffee machine was unresponsive.

"Bang bang bang!" The coffee machine was smashed open, and the coffee flowed out from the holes in all directions.

The zombie king licked his coffee, "Roar!"

tasty!

The zombie king picked up the coffee machine and filled his mouth with coffee.

Enjoyed it very much.

Fuchen was puzzled, why did the other party like what he hated?

She watched the zombie king lick the coffee machine, even biting off the coffee machine piece by piece.

In the end, when he went crazy, he went to bite the zombies outside.

The zombies turned and fled in fright.

Fuchen hugged the person and gnawed, thinking about why.

(End of this chapter)