The world's first zombie king

The teenager in the room was even more depressed. He turned his back, didn't look at him, and gnawed the carrot that was said to be able to aid in healing.

"Does it still hurt?" Gong Mo finally held back his smile and asked him.

The people inside didn't answer, and they didn't feel any miss because they hadn't seen each other for two months.

He clearly knew that his body shape would not change, but Gong Mo still felt that the person inside was thinner, and his thin body was covered under the large hospital gown, which made him look even more fragile.

"Turn around," he coaxed him, his voice softened, "I spend every day in fear, but you are not even willing to give me a glance?"

Sure enough, the guy who was soft but not hard shook his shoulders, held back for a long time, then reluctantly turned around, and slowly raised his eyes. After seeing this, he couldn't bear to look away.

He jumped off the hospital bed, walked over, pressed Gong Mo's palm against the glass, and tried to take a picture of the game CD in the opponent's hand.After playing for a while, the melancholy and depression in my eyes gradually turned into happiness.

Even though he didn't answer, Gong Mo still knew that he was in pain, even though his heart was sore, he still smiled and played with him.The two of them just played childish games through the glass, and they actually played for a while.

Visiting hours will end soon.The teenager who is in the test period can't have too much mood swings and physical changes, so when Ye Dan came in and asked him to go out with some embarrassment, Gong Mo still agreed.

Before leaving, he suddenly took out a red oil-based pen from his pocket, and wrote three words on the glass: "I'll wait for you." Chen Wenjia stared blankly at the three words, watching the man seriously He said to himself: "Chen Wenjia, you must not lose to the virus."

certainly.Isn't this nonsense?

The boy wanted to refute, but he pursed his lips and couldn't say a word.

He really wanted to tell this person that the pain was unbearable, can you stay?

But that's what cowards do.He is Chen Wenjia, once the number one zombie king in the world, and... the No.2 who will only lose to Gong Mo.

So he waved his hand, resolutely, trying not to care, and said goodbye to him.

Since God does not give him the ability to shed tears, let yourself learn not to rely on tears.

Gong Mo walked upstairs, and directly pushed away Gong Li's office.Even though Wei Fei promised enough medical support, Gong Mo still only believed in his father, so the overall person in charge of this therapeutic experiment was still Gong Li.

"I decided to run for election." Gong Mo cut to the point as soon as he saw his father who was buried in his work.

The man who was looking at the file immediately put down the file and looked at him with a half-smile: "I like power more than money?" After this virus baptism, as one of the pillars of technology, the Gong family will definitely occupy a larger market in the future.

"You never asked me to inherit the Gong family." Gong Mo confessed very frankly.

"I can live for another 30 years. I don't care what you want to do during this period, but this thing is passed down from your ancestors after all. You have to give an explanation to the ancestors of the Gong family."

"No right, Chen Wenjia can't keep it." He didn't intend to hide his motives.

"Power and money don't conflict." Gong Li stood up and walked towards him, "Son, you like Chen Wenjia, and I have no objection. When I was your age, I was as rebellious as you, and that's why we have today's Gong family consortium." .Your brain may be smarter than mine, and of course you can think more thoughtfully than me sometimes. But, as a more experienced adult, shouldn’t you listen to my advice?”

Gong Mo remained silent. As a father, Gong Li was not competent. Most of the time, he let himself grow up, and only made slight adjustments in the basic direction, so that even if he became an adult, he still stayed in China to study in university. .

"When money doesn't work, power is of course the most effective protection tool." Gong Li took out a micro-hard drive from the drawer and handed it to him, "The information in it can help you climb faster. But, son, If you can grasp both sides, never give up any of them. Because in this way you will have enough ability to give you and that kid a better future."

"You flatter me too much." Gong Mo snorted coldly, "In terms of ability, I think I'm not as good as you."

Gong Li chuckled: "Of course, Jiang is still old and spicy, but you are not as good as me just temporarily, I still have 30 years, waiting for you to surpass."

Gong Mo frowned slightly, and finally took over the hard drive—this was also a tacit agreement to sign the contract of sale to the Gong family.

The two discussed for a while, and when Gong Mo was about to leave, Gong Li finally said: "There are many people trying to plot against him, and I blocked those who could, but some hand movements are very unclean. It will only be effective if you cut it directly from the root."

"...I see." He didn't need to ask whose hand it was, because the information would soon be sent to his encrypted mailbox, and the rest was up to him.

With too many things in his heart, Gong Mo did not rush back to the headquarters, but took a walk outside the manor.At the end of the evening, Ye Dan, who was finally free, walked towards him, grabbed his shoulder, and said very intimately, "Recently, you have been in the limelight, great leader."

"Thank you for this time." He thanked you very sincerely, but Ye Dan was very uncomfortable: "I can't stand your attitude."

Gong Mo lightly hammered his chest: "Even as a brother, some things are not taken for granted."

Seeing his gloomy expression, Ye Dan finally couldn't help but said: "His condition... As you know, it's not particularly ideal. His virus is beyond the scope of our current scientific research... Maybe he is like yours. Like an exorcist, there are some non-scientific things in it. Mr. Stewart has been here a few times, and some things like holy water brought by him have not worked much for him. We can only try slowly, you Be prepared to fight for a long time.”

Gong Mo nodded, indicating that he had long been mentally prepared.

"Having said that, his current growth has stopped at the age of 19, and now you are 23, and slowly you will get older and older. When he recovers, maybe you will be in your thirties... In this way, you will not Question?" Ye Dan teased deliberately, "An old cow eats tender grass, do you feel like you've made money?"

"He just stopped growing physically." Gong Mo paused, then looked up towards the direction of the mansion, "That guy will not be willing to be left behind by the people around him, even if it takes a lot of effort, he will definitely catch up and get back his first place." position two."

Late at night before announcing his candidacy for the new regional representative of the military headquarters, Gong Mo was dressed in a black combat uniform, and his figure completely blended into the dark room.The silencer gun in his hand was facing a man's forehead, without the slightest tremor.

The man trembled like a pendulum: "You, you can't keep that zombie even if you kill me!"

"Kill the most obtrusive ones first, and then deal with them one by one. The dead will no longer be a threat. One day, he will not face any danger." Gong Mo looked at him with a smile, his voice extremely cold.

"The military department will know everything you do..." roared and disappeared into the abandoned small house with the faint gunshots.

Gong Mo strode out of the house, and there were a few zombies dangling outside the door, all of which were dealt with by him on the ground with a knife in his hand.

He hopped easily onto a nearby rooftop, where an unmarked helicopter waited.

"Do you need to work hard to do it yourself? Throw him into the pile of zombies, and there will be no dregs left." Lao Liu complained as he started the helicopter.

"Do it yourself, feel refreshed." Gong Mo leaned against the seat, closed his eyes and meditated: "Fly back to the dormitory first, I'll take a shower and change clothes by the way."

The sixth child smiled lowly: "Hero, the white combat uniform is more suitable for you under the camera."

And on this day, a new batch of regional representatives was released, and the hero was elected without any suspense.

Wei Fei was sitting on the elder seat, smiling and looking at Gong Mo, who was the most conspicuous in every aspect, and gave a thumbs up when his eyes drifted over.

Gong Mo's face was cold, and he made a representative action of Chen Wenjia - fingering his middle finger.

The director was dumbfounded and immediately asked to switch shots.

But this scene made more rebellious young people fall in love with this unruly hero.