Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 182 Doomsday Invincible (34)

The man was stunned for a few seconds, and without waiting for his reaction, Zhou Ye directly helped him.

Just a tattered gray shirt and a pair of black trousers, the tyrant didn't struggle and let Zhou Ye toss.

The material of this shirt is very good, but because it has been worn for too long, it is now snagged and torn, and the sleeves of the shirt have been ripped off.The trousers are fine, nothing wrong with them.

Zhou Ye is not a meticulous person, she directly tore the tyrant's ragged clothes, and by the light of the incandescent lamp, she saw a fist-sized hole in the man's chest, facing the position of the heart, wrapped in a layer of gray-white diaphragm Outside, the slightly beating heart inside has a strange sauce red color.

The blood flowing out of the living corpse is white, and the white liquid around the heart, as well as the back and lower abdomen are densely packed with bullet holes.

Some have healed and some are new wounds.

However, these wounds are not a big problem for the tyrant. The main culprit that caused him to be so weak now should be the wound in his heart.

"This is a human base, how did he get in with a living corpse?"

Aowu asked curiously, Zhou Ye didn't care about this, she stretched out a finger, followed by the cool liquid flowing from her fingertips, washing away the coagulated blood around the wound.

Zhou Ye is not a doctor, she doesn't know how to treat the wound, and she doesn't know how to bandage it.

After all, she has never had bandaging experience, and she was often injured a long time ago, but she never cared about her wounds, because she was immortal, no matter how serious the wound was, it would always heal in the end.

The zombie king's self-healing ability should be very strong. After all, the chest has been beaten like this. There is no reason why the heart will not be injured.It must be that I have slowly healed myself during the period of hiding here.

So Zhou Ye just gave him a wash, and stopped meddling.

The tyrant did not speak from the beginning to the end. Although the living corpse could not speak, it was not a mute.

He was very quiet, sitting upright, with his legs crossed and straight, the muscles in his lower abdomen were somewhat exaggerated, strong and well-defined, and he looked smoothly from his face to his lower abdomen at one time, ignoring those parts of his body. The wound, the man in front of him is simply a work of art in the last days, with pale skin and delicate face, every muscle in his body is smooth and contains powerful strength.

But even so, it doesn't feel like an exaggeration.

The man's body is perfect, as if carefully carved by the hands of God, it is pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Ye stared at it naturally and generously, then stretched out another finger and poked at the tyrant's lower abdomen.

"good."

The core strength is very strong, no wonder it can jump so fast without making a sound.

The current tyrant looks very weak, even sitting like this is a bit precarious.

Obviously, the guy suffered a bit after leaving quietly.

Why the living corpse king ran to the human base to heal his wounds is unpredictable, but human beings must not have imagined that they would scare the living corpse king with his liver and gallbladder in their dreams, and now live with them piece.

Zhou Ye withdrew his hand and looked around.

A blanket, a quilt, and nothing else.

After thinking about it, she generously took out a piece of bread from her pocket and handed it to the tyrant.

"Eat."

As he said that, he dismantled the other one, half of it in one bite.

(End of this chapter)