Doomsday Killing Frenzy

Imprinting soft kisses on Tang Kezhi's body one after another, Mo Mo Nian looked at Tang Kezhi under him with an extremely gentle appearance, as if looking at some extremely precious treasure.

This silent year seems to be completely different from the bad person in Tang Kezhi's impression.Tang Kezhi wondered in a daze... Since when did the Silent Year become like this?

"Why are you distracted again?" After biting Tang Kezhi's ear lightly, Mo Mo Nian's words were vague: "Is my technique so bad?"

"No..." Tang Kezhi put his arms around Mo Mo's neck, panting slightly: "Boss Shen, your skills are really good."

"Heh." Mo Mo Nian let out a low laugh, he unbuttoned Tang Kezhi's pajamas little by little, then lowered his head and licked the bright red on Tang Kezhi's chest erotically.

"Hmm." Tang Kezhi squinted his eyes, looking satisfied, and had to admit that Mo Mo Nian's flirting skills are indeed very good.

"Good." Mo Mo Nian's hand slid down, grasping Tang Kezhi's already stiff organ, and began to stroke it with moderate strength. From time to time, his slightly rough thumb rubbed the small hole at the front of Tang Kezhi's organ, constantly It stimulated Tang Kezhi's senses.

"Aha..." Tang Kezhi let out a small moan, and stretched his body very satisfied, accepting the caress of the silent year.

After a while, under the stimulation of Shen Mo Nian, Tang Kezhi let out a lot, his face was still ruddy, and he looked at Shen Mo Nian with a little blurred eyes: "Aren't you going in?"

"No." Mo Mo Nian was very worried about Tang Kezhi's body, so he got up and took out a piece of paper to wipe off the liquid on his hands, then kissed Tang Kezhi's lips: "I'm afraid your body won't be able to take it."

"Then what do you do?" Tang Kezhi's expression became a little sober when he heard the words of the silent year. He gestured to someone's still bulging part with his eyes, and his tone was a little smiling.

"I'm going to take a shower." Mo Mo Nian glared at Tang Kezhi: "Don't run around for me."

"Yeah." Tang Kezhi didn't have much strength in his body at first, he yawned, and looking at the back of Mo Mo Nian walking out, he felt sleepy again.

How can you be so sleepy?Tang Kezhi also knew that he was sick, but he had no idea what was wrong with him.The power of the soul, which originally played an important role, seemed to have lost its proper function, and it just flowed quietly in Tang Kezhi's body, but it couldn't help at all.

Maybe he was really dying?Or, is his soul that does not belong to this world about to dissipate?Several unreliable thoughts popped up in Tang Kezhi's mind, but they were all covered up by deep sleepiness in the end.

I really want to sleep...just sleep for a while...just...for a while.Slowly closing his eyes, Tang Kezhi fell asleep again like a sleeping beauty who had been pierced by a spindle.

Mo Mo Nian felt inexplicably flustered when he was in the middle of taking a bath. He hurriedly rinsed off the foam on his body, put on his clothes, and quickly ran back to Tang Kezhi's bedroom.

But the scene in front of him told him that his bad premonition had once again become a fact.

Tang Kezhi, who just woke up, fell asleep again.Silent Nian clenched his fists, and didn't notice that his nails sank into his flesh.

Tang Kezhi looked very peaceful when he was asleep, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face. If it weren't for his slightly heaving chest, Mo Mo Nian even wondered if Tang Kezhi just died in his sleep. inside.

"You know..." For some reason, the area of ​​his chest suddenly collapsed in the silent Nianjue, he got on the bed, and hugged Tang Kezhi's body into his arms: "You know... can you, don't sleep... ..."

Tang Kezhi naturally wouldn't answer, his breathing was still calm, and his long eyelashes were like a dying butterfly kissing his eyelids.

"..." There was no response, and the silent year finally fell silent. He sighed and sat on the bed with a blank expression until the dawn broke.

Tang Kezhi still didn't wake up when he boarded the plane the next day. He was held tightly in the arms of Silent Nian and wrapped tightly in clothes. From a distance, he looked like a chubby silkworm baby.

"Boss, it's time to take off." Since it was Zhang Yuhong who contacted Zhuang Bietian, he also went with him this time.Although Mo Nian didn't say what was wrong with Tang Kezhi, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Tang Kezhi was obviously seriously ill.

"Okay." There was no unnecessary expression on Silence Nian's face. He glanced out of the window, and all he saw was a boundless green forest like the sea.

Zombies don't get sick, so naturally they don't have any good medical equipment.If it wasn't for Tang Kezhi, their base wouldn't even be equipped with basic doctors.And Zhuang Bietian's situation is much better than that of the silent year. The human area he ruled even has many good military medical research institutes.

On the plane, Mo Mo Nian changed himself into an inconspicuous skin.He is now well-known among humans. Of course, Tang Kezhi, who has betrayed humans, can stand beside him.

Tang Kezhi, who was sleeping soundly, did not wake up until the plane arrived at the destination.

When Mo Mo Nian got off the plane, he saw Zhuang Bietian wearing Wang Yibai's skin. The corner of his mouth curled downwards, but he still walked towards Zhuang Bietian.

"How is Tang Kezhi?" Zhuang Bietian had already learned about Tang Kezhi's general situation from Zhang Yuhong. As soon as he saw Tang Kezhi sleeping in Mo Mo's arms, he knew that the situation seemed really bad.

"I woke up once last night and fell asleep again." Mo Mo said: "Is everything ready?"

"Of course." I don't know if it's because of Wang Yibai's skin, Zhuang Bietian's expression looks very indifferent, only when he looks at Tang Kezhi in Mo Mo Nian's arms, there is a little warmth in his eyes.

"Let's go." Zhuang Bietian walked in front, leading Mo Nian: "Go for a full body check first, there should be nothing wrong."

"Okay." Mo Mo Nian was not in a good mood, and didn't say anything to Zhuang Bietian.

So the two of them kept an awkward silence until they entered the institute.

"Let me do it." Zhuang Bietian stopped and said to Tang Ke, "You know his reputation among human beings. I'm afraid they will rebel if you hug him in like this."

"Okay." After being silent for a while, Mo Mo Nian agreed to Zhuang Bietian's request even though he was unwilling in his heart, he knew that now was not the time to lose his temper.

After taking Tang Kezhi from Shen Mo Nian's hands, Zhuang Bietian's expression did not show a trace of relaxation. He carried Tang Kezhi into a glass room, and walked out empty-handed after a long while.

"Wait here." Zhuang Bietian looked at his watch and said, "It will take about three hours for the results to come out."

The Silent Nian was silent, sitting on a chair like a petrified statue.

The waiting process will always be long. There has never been much talk between Mo Mo Nian and Zhuang Bietian, and even if they have something to say, it is mostly because of Tang Kezhi's quarrel.But now the person who caused the topic between them was inspected in the glass window, so the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

Three hours is not too long, but Silent Year felt like he had waited for a full 500 years. The second hand on his wrist seemed to be slowed down, and it was extremely difficult to move one frame at a time.

Zhuang Bietian looked at the glass window quietly, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.From Shen Mo Nian's demeanor, he easily guessed that Tang Kezhi's body must be in a lot of trouble. After all, if he was not desperate, Mo Mo Nian definitely did not come to him for help.

When a person finally came out of the testing room, Mo Mo Nian and Zhuang Bietian both stood up immediately.

"Young Master Wang." The man held a document in his hand, but hesitation and guilt were evident on his face.

Looking at this man's expression, Mo Mo Nian had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the man's last sentence was: "Your friend...doesn't seem to have any physical problems."

Zhuang Bietian's face turned gloomy for an instant, and he said in a sinister tone, "No problem? No problem, why can't he wake up?"

"...This..." The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead unconsciously, and said after a long time, "We gave him a full-body examination, everything we could check...but..."

But Mo Mo Nian and Zhuang Bietian had already guessed what happened next.Undoubtedly, even with the support of the most comprehensive medical equipment, Tang Kezhi's cause of disease still has not been found out.

"What use do I need you for?" Zhuang Bietian almost sneered, "If such a minor illness can't be found out, heh, I don't think there is any need for your institute to continue."

"Young Master Wang..." The man knew he was wrong, and he didn't dare to refute.

The moment Mo Mo Nian heard the result, his heart sank, his eyes were a little dazed, and he couldn't hear the surrounding voices at all.Can't find out why?Why can't I find out the reason?Could it be that Tang Kezhi was going to sleep like this until... completely dead?

"Get out." Zhuang Bietian knew that no matter how hard he tried to force him, he said a word coldly.

"Yes, yes..." It was just what one could wish for, the man answered twice and left immediately.

"Zhuang Bietian." Silent Nian's tone was full of fatigue and weakness: "Where is Tang Kezhi?"

"...Here." Zhuang Bietian was also in a bad mood. He didn't expect that when he got to his place, Tang Kezhi still couldn't find the reason for his illness.

Walking into a room, Silent Nian saw Tang Kezhi lying unconscious on a snow-white bed from a distance, that lifeless appearance once again stabbed him in the heart.

"It's okay." Zhuang Bietian didn't know what to say, so he could only try to comfort him: "There are still several research institutes under Wang Yibai's name. This one won't work, so we can change to another one."

"Hmm." Mo Mo Nian didn't say anything more, he just kept silent for thousands of years, and hugged Tang Kezhi into his arms again, with that nervous expression as if Tang Kezhi would disappear in a second.

When Zhuang Bietian saw this scene, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. If possible, how much he wished that the one holding Tang Kezhi in his arms at this moment was himself.