Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

On that day, a dark green bulletproof vehicle with a military base logo drove into the Changming base.

"Long time no see," the leader of the military base shook hands with Tong Xiyuan and introduced him sideways, "This is Dr. Han Qinghan from our base."

Tong Xiyuan nodded and greeted the young man who was only twenty years old. After a brief greeting, he led everyone to the laboratory.

Cheng Ruyin had been waiting there for a long time.

"Hello." Han Qing extended his hand to her and shook it. He glanced at the light blue liquid in the test tubes and asked, "Is this the virus vaccine?"

Cheng Ruyin said yes and began to show them the power of the vaccine.

Outside the door, Meng Bai frowned at the person who came in, "You can't go in, Brother Yuan is talking to someone about serious matters."

Fan He narrowed his eyes and said, "Get out of the way."

Meng Bai stood still, not afraid of his threats at all. "The leader of the military base has come in person. This is a great opportunity for the two bases to establish diplomatic relations. Don't even think about going in and causing trouble."

"Establish diplomatic relations?" Fan He was dismissive of his overly friendly term. "How does the other party plan to cooperate?"

Meng Bai thought, haven't you stopped interfering in the base's affairs a long time ago? Why are you talking so much today?

Fan He: "If you don't tell me, I'll go in and ask my brother."

Meng Bai coughed and said reluctantly: "How else can we cooperate except living in peace and exchanging goods for goods?"

There are only so many resources in the apocalypse, and the vaccine developed by their base was intended to benefit all mankind. Tong Xiyuan didn't want to take advantage of the opportunity of cooperation to ask for some rare resources from the military base.

Fan He knew this would happen, so he sneered, pushed Meng Bai aside and forcefully rushed in.

What cooperation? He originally wanted to send Tong Xiyuan to the position of human leader. With such a good opportunity, there was no need to give too much face to the military base.

In the laboratory, looking at the people who were obviously infected with the virus but were intact after being vaccinated, the leader of the military base and Han Qing smiled at each other and nodded with satisfaction.

"The effect is better than we thought," the leader of the military base stretched out his hand and said to Tong Xiyuan, "We agree to your conditions. Now let's sign the contract."

Tong Xiyuan was about to shake hands with him when the door suddenly opened from the outside, and Fan He walked over aggressively and pressed his hand.

Meng Bai, who had already lost the best chance to stop him, followed in and shouted, "Brother Yuan, take care of him."

Everyone present was stunned for a second. The leader of the military base pointed at Fan He and asked, "Mr. Tong, who is this...?"

Fan He raised his head, and Tong Xiyuan suddenly came back to his senses and introduced: "My love, Fan——"

"Fan He?!" Han Qing, who finally saw Fan He's face clearly, said in astonishment: "Aren't you dead?"

Tong Xiyuan tightly grasped Fan He's hand, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

The leader of the military base looked at the handsome Fan He, then looked at Han Qing, and laughed dryly: "Dr. Han, did you recognize the wrong person?"

If there really was a dead person standing in front of them, then Fan He could only be a high-level zombie at this moment.

Meng Bai was still confused and scratched his head in confusion. Just as he was about to ask something, Cheng Ruyin suddenly pulled him. He turned around and saw Cheng Ruyin sealing the remaining vaccines and shaking her head silently at him, signaling him not to talk nonsense now.

Fan He frowned and looked at Han Qing. He searched his memory for a long time before he found the person who matched his name. It was his college roommate who tricked him out of the dormitory in order to protect himself at the beginning of the apocalypse. How could he have forgotten such a damn person?

Could it be that his memory was not good when he first became the Zombie King?

Fan He sneered, his tone rising slightly, and said lightly: "Dr. Han? You haven't even graduated yet, and you've become a doctor?"

Han Qing's face turned pale for a moment, and his voice began to tremble, "You actually still remember me."

Isn't it said that people lose their memories after becoming zombies?

The leader of the military base took a step back quietly and said to Han Qing: "You lied to me, you are not a doctor of biology?"

Han Qing had no intention of paying attention to him at the moment. His mind was full of how to survive under the hands of a high-level zombie like Fan He. He caught a glimpse of Tong Xiyuan and shouted, "Mr. Tong, the one next to you is not a human, he is a zombie. I saw him being eaten by zombies with my own eyes. Kill him now!"

Meng Bai couldn't help but mutter, "Whose zombies don't eat people and come here to be gigolos?"

Cheng Ruyin raised her foot and kicked his calf, "Shut up."

Listening to Han Qing's harsh words, Tong Xiyuan frowned and bit his lower lip, "Mr. Han misunderstood, Fan He is not a zombie, he... At that time, I saved him."

He didn't know what happened between Fan He and Han Qing, but now in the base, he had to keep Fan He's identity secret.

Han Qing glared and said, "I saw him get bitten!"

Tong Xiyuan's palms were a little sweaty, but he still held Fan He's hand tightly, "You are wrong."

Han Qing was silent for a second, his mind turning over and over, constantly recalling the scene at that time, muttering: "How is it possible? I watched him get bitten with my own eyes, and there was such a large patch of blood on his body."

Tong Xiyuan felt distressed when he heard this. He turned his head to look at Fan He with tears in his eyes.

Fan He's gloomy expression brightened up a little, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "Brother, can I kill him?"

Tong Xiyuan's heart sank. Han Qing was as if facing a great enemy, as if he had found some evidence. He said to the leader behind him and Cheng Ruyin and Meng Bai: "You all heard it. He wants to kill me. He is a zombie."

The leader of the military base glanced at Fan He. The young man looked about the same age as Han Qing. It was hard to say whether there was any grudge between them before the end of the world. He didn't know whether he had turned into a zombie or not. He only knew that Fan He's face was extremely terrifying.

Without any hesitation, the leader of the military base said, "Mr. Tong, I think you still have things to do here. We can talk about cooperation another day. I will leave today."

He was about to leave in a hurry when he was suddenly frozen in place by a chilling gaze.

"Gudong" was the sound of the military base leader swallowing his saliva in fear. He turned his head and said to Tong Xiyuan: "I know nothing about what happened today."

Fan He then let him go temporarily and allowed him to rush out.

Han Qing, who stayed where he was, suddenly came to his senses when he heard the sound of the door slamming. Tong Xiyuan obviously had no intention of dealing with Fan He. If he continued to stay here, he would probably be in great danger.

Han Qing raised his feet and tried to escape, but as soon as he turned around, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He slowly lowered his head, his eyes filled with shock, and his sight met the long curved piece of glass that pierced through his chest from his back.

After he fell to the ground, Cheng Ruyin looked at the other half of the glass in Fan He's hand with regret. Such a long test tube, she hadn't even used it yet, and it was ruined.