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Chapter 235 The Poor Little One in the End Times (9)

Chapter 235
"Luo Lin, I, I was wrong."

Hu Qin covered his face aggrievedly, but dared not say anything.

Fan Dayong took a breath, seeing Luo Lin scolding Hu Qin, he couldn't help adding fuel to the flames: "Hu Qin, did you do it on purpose? You are holding such a long golf club, the zombie can't touch you at all, it pounces on you You not only yelled, but also dodged, are you deliberately trying to let the zombies eat me?"

"Why can't I dodge? Why do you blame me for not being able to dodge yourself? Can't you dodge if you have a weapon?"

Hu Qin is not to be outdone.

Fan Dayong was about to say something and wanted Luo Lin and the others to punish Hu Qin again, but Ji Ning held his heart with one hand and gasped, and raised his hand weakly to point at him, his eyes full of horror.

"You, your arm was scratched by a zombie!"

All eyes followed what Ji Ning said, looked at Fan Dayong's arm, and saw that there was a scratch mark on Fan Dayong's right arm pointing at Hu Qin, the thin clothes were scratched, faintly still I saw a trace of blood on Fan Dayong's arm.

Fan Dayong's face was startled, and he saw Yan Huan put away his gun, and walked towards him with a dagger in his hand at some point: "It seems that you were really scratched by a zombie, so it won't be long before you will become Zombies"

"No, no, no, I wasn't scratched by a zombie. I seem to have scratched somewhere while escaping. It must not be a zombie. Why don't you, Boss Yan, tie me up and observe for a day, maybe it wasn't a zombie scratch at all. "

Fan Dayong couldn't remember how the mark was made, but he clearly remembered that the zombie didn't touch him, and every time he was about to get close, he dodged in time.

However, as Yan Huan squatted in front of him and gesticulated twice on his face with the dagger, Fan Dayong couldn't help crying in fear: "Boss Yan, no, no, I'm really not. gun?"

Sometimes people are in despair, knowing that they are going to die, there will always be courage that they don't know where it comes from, just like Fan Dayong now, seeing Yan Huan's four men in black, crying and shouting : "If you shoot earlier, nothing will happen. I don't even know if I was injured by zombies."

"What? Are you doubting my leadership?" Yan Huan switched the dagger and squinted his eyes, "I was the one who didn't let them shoot easily. After all, we don't have a silencer, and the loud noise will attract more people." Too many zombies would be bad."

"No, no, it's my fault. I don't blame them, I'm just afraid. Boss Yan, please let me go!"

"Huan, don't kill him, we still need someone who can drive a truck with Ah Wei. It's one o'clock in the morning, how about tying him up with a rope overnight, and if he doesn't turn into a dead body tomorrow morning, he's fine?"

Luo Lin said, even if Yan Huan really wanted Fan Dayong to die, he had to give her face, took back the dagger and got up: "Ada, Awei, tie him up for me, and make sure he can't move. Yes, block his mouth, in case he makes a noise at night with surprises."

Anyway, if they turned into zombies and couldn't break in, they would scratch at the door with sharp fingers, and they couldn't hear it. If there was a false alarm like Ji Ning's yelling, it would attract zombies instead.

So Fan Dayong was quickly tied up, and it happened that the first and second floors of the villa were hollow, and the situation on the first floor could be seen from the spiral staircase on the second floor.

Therefore, there are several exquisite stone pillars in the middle, and it looks like a large hotel lobby. Maybe it was built this way to accommodate more people or hold a large party.

After Fan Dayong couldn't move, Luo Lin half-lyed in Yan Huan's arms, looked at Ji Ning and Sang Xiaoya, and pointed to the scattered zombies on the ground.

"You guys, move all these zombies to the empty room, and then clean the floor. I don't want to see blood on the floor when I go downstairs tomorrow morning, and I don't want to smell the rancid smell."

Sang Xiaoya turned around and glanced at the hideous zombies, then nodded hesitantly: "Okay."

Seeing Luo Lin's satisfied expression, Yan Huan curled his lips, hugged Luo Lin up the stairs, and the others also dispersed. The only people present were Fan Dayong, Ji Ning, Sang Xiaoya and Ji Sheng. The original owner's father.

Ji Sheng looked at Ji Ning still sitting blankly, and Sang Xiaoya hugged her to comfort her, his eyes trembled when he glanced over the zombies, and soon he looked at Ji Ning again.

"Useless things, why don't you hurry up and clean them?"

After finishing speaking, Ji Sheng turned around and went upstairs, he still had to coax Wei Yan, her heart had softened just now, if it wasn't for Ji Ning's sudden scream, it would have ruined his good deed!

Ji Sheng complained in his heart that Ji Ning and Sang Xiaoya were a burden, but he didn't know that Ji Ning raised his head and looked at his back coldly.

After a while, Ji Sheng also left, and Sang Xiaoya said: "Ning Ning, you have worked hard enough to watch the night, and I will take care of those zombies."

"Mom, I'm a little hungry, please help me make a bucket of instant noodles, I'm going to see if there is anything in the heads of those zombies."

Sang Xiaoya was all about Ji Ning, but she forgot about Fan Dayong who was tied aside, so she didn't see the shock in his eyes when he heard Ji Ning's words, and hurried upstairs to make instant noodles for her.

When Sang Xiaoya came down again, she was holding a cup of instant noodles in her hand, and the faint aroma wafted in the air. Ji Ning, who said that being hungry was just an excuse, was really hungry.

After taking out the crystal nucleus from the head of the last zombie, Ji Ning looked at the transparent crystal nucleus and couldn't help but feel good.

Among the eight zombies, only three had crystal nuclei, and among them there was even a spiritual core, how could she be unhappy?
With a movement of the fruit knife, Ji Ning took a rag from the kitchen, and carefully held the zombie finger that she had removed. The long black and sharp nails glowed faintly under the light.

"Ning Ning, what are you doing?"

Ji Ning smiled, walked up to Fan Dayong and stopped, looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person, and said in a very low voice: "Actually, I scratched the scratches on your hand when I was in a mess, but after today, You are truly captured by zombies."

As he said that, Ji Ning watched Fan Dayong's eyes wide open in horror, trying to struggle but unable to break free, slowly moved the zombie's finger close to the scratched place, and stroked lightly.

Then he scratched at the place of the other two scratches, a trace of water dripped out, but Fan Dayong's body froze violently, a gust of hot air accompanied by light yellow liquid dispersed from where he was standing.

Ji Ning frowned and backed away, Sang Xiaoya was stunned, and after a while, she anxiously grabbed her arm: "Quick, throw this away!"

Ji Ning broke off the blackened nail with a towel, wrapped it in several layers of paper and put it in his pocket, then threw the zombie's finger back into the room.

(End of this chapter)

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