I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

It rained heavily in the middle of the night, Fan Ye opened his eyes vigilantly, and caught the sound of the door being knocked open in the distance.

Jiang Xing asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"It's too windy, I'll take a look."

"Yeah." Jiang Xing rubbed his eyes and sat up with sleepiness, "Be careful."

Fan Ye stuffed the dagger into his hand, "Don't sleep. Wait for me to come back."

He put on the farm owner's raincoat and went out. A bolt of lightning illuminated the farm the moment the door closed.

Xingye is too young to sleep soundly even under such a heavy rain.

Jiang Xing carefully moved it to his clothes and slid out of the sleeping bag lightly and silently.

He rolled up the sleeping bag, pretending that there was still a person inside, and hid himself in the lightless shadow.

The soft and innocent eyes in front of Fan Ye had become as sharp as a knife.

They are the prey.

Fan Ye was holding the gun, and the pouring rain rolled down from the brim of his hat, almost forming a rain curtain in front of his eyes.

The main house was not lit. With the flash of lightning in the sky, Fan Ye saw the wide open door.

He walked lightly and steadily, and quietly clung to the door.

There is a full-length mirror at the entrance of the main house.

Fan Ye waited quietly in the darkness.

There was another blast of thunder, and Fan Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw a figure with his back to the mirror.

The man was not tall, holding a short-barreled shotgun in his hand, and was striding through the house to search.

With such a heavy firepower weapon, there is really no need to be afraid of anyone.

It's a pity that Fan Ye is not among them.

The man scolded his mother, "Damn, there's no fart." He violently overturned the vase on the table, turned around and strode out the door.

Fan Ye had seen him before.Although the subordinates of the Edmund arms smuggling group were vicious, they lacked some brains, and they couldn't even notice the corner of Fan Ye's clothes in the mirror when they were angry.

The man lost his life half a step out of the door, and Fan Ye wrung his neck from behind.

The rain dripped down his fingers to the ground, as if it also washed away his sins.

Fan Ye's eyes were dark, and he stared at the corpse silently for a moment, then picked up the shotgun and strode away.

There are people behind him who need protection, and the balance and shackles in his heart have long been shaken.

Fan Ye hurried back to find Jiang Xing after cleaning up the remaining intruders, completely unaware that a unilateral crush was taking place in the warehouse.

Jiang Xing breathed lightly, waiting in the dark for the prey to come.

There was a rustling sound from the padlock on the back door of the warehouse, and soon the padlock fell to the ground, and a figure entered the house on tiptoe.

Holding the knife, the other party cautiously approached the sleeping bag under the lightning grille step by step, unaware of Jiang Xing who was watching him in the dark.

He walked to the place two steps away from the sleeping bag and stood still, waiting for the next flash of lightning to confirm his direction.

It was another thunderstorm.

The intruder suddenly rushed towards the sleeping bag, and the string of yellow and white dog teeth hanging from his waist also raised.

As soon as he stabbed the knife in his hand, he realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The hunter who was waiting for the rabbit had sent him to meet the gods.

Jiang Xing tore off the man's dog teeth expressionlessly.

Very new.

Xingye smelled a familiar and strange smell in her sleep, sobbing to reach the string of teeth.

Jiang Xing sighed softly, scratched the puppy's neck to calm it down, and found a box in the warehouse to put the dog's teeth in.

The man's body on the ground began to turn blue quickly, his fingers trembled, and he let out a dull growl.

Zombie.

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

After the zombification was completed, it continued to change—swelled, blood vessels protruded, and the skin was stretched to the extreme and almost transparent.Fully twice the original size.

With the basic curiosity of a researcher, Jiang Xing took two steps back, looking forward to seeing the new performance of the virus.

But the zombie suddenly jumped up and jumped straight onto the beam.

So fast!

He took half a step back with a serious expression.

Not only did this zombie not show the sluggish reaction at the beginning of the mutation, but it also gained a speed that it never had when it was a human being.

The intercom in the house suddenly rang.

Alice: "Director! Don't kill it. It fused well with the virus. We need to take it back to the research institute."

The zombie hung upside down from the beam like a bat, turned its head straight to the walkie-talkie, and let out a roar.

It seems conscious.

Jiang Xing frowned and said, "Fan Ye is coming back."

Alice: "Our people will be here soon!"

The zombie finally confirmed that the noisy machine was not in danger, jumped angrily and smashed it into scrap metal.

The next moment, its blood-red eyes were aimed at Jiang Xing.

Looking at the other party's rotten face, Jiang Xing sighed.

I miss Fan Ye, I don't want to fight with this kind of thing.

The zombie let out a roar, leaped into the air, and swung its sharp claws suddenly!

At this moment, the door of the warehouse was suddenly pushed open.

"Jiang Xing!"

Fan Ye snarled.There was only a gunshot, and the bullet hit the zombie's skull, making a golden symphony.

Hardened weaknesses?

A trace of deep thought flashed in Jiang Xing's eyes, and he entered the scene in a second, and ran towards Fan Ye with a pale face.

"Fan..."

Enraged, the zombie jumped faster this time, almost bringing out afterimages.

"Don't move!" Fan Ye's eyes were like lightning, seeing Jiang Xing stop, he immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Jiang Xing trusted Fan Ye without reservation.

Even if there are deadly zombies behind him, he still believes that Fan Ye's order will definitely save him.

He never thought that if Fan Ye made a mistake, he would be killed by the zombies.

The bullet passed through the zombie's eye socket and pierced the brain, and the strong recoil drove its body away.

One hit kills.

【handsome! ! 】

[Brother Fan is awesome! 】

The flashing thunder light illuminated the faces of Fan Ye and Jiang Xing.

It is the same unwavering trust.

In such a tense situation, the two laughed at the same time.

Jiang Xing was about to speak, but suddenly froze.

His gaze fell on Fan Ye's shoulder, and he saw that the cloth there was scorched black, and blood was continuously flowing down the front of Fan Ye's body.

"God..." Jiang Xing covered his mouth, and quickly asked Fan Ye to sit down, holding the medical bag and looking at the other's injury helplessly, "Who is it?"

Fan Ye gently lifted his forehead hair with the hand holding the gun, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Xing bit his lip and carefully cut off his sleeves, almost crying when he saw the blood dripping wounds.

"I'm... uncomfortable." He spoke in a nasal voice, the corners of his eyes were slightly wet, and he looked at Fan Ye with distressed eyes, "If I'm useful..."

Fan Ye smiled, and said relaxedly: "You are useful elsewhere. Don't you still have to cook hot pot after you go out? I don't know how to do it."

For a moment, Jiang Xing didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so he could only help Fan Ye treat the wound, throwing out the blood-soaked bandage in half.

[! !Was it bitten by a zombie? It hurts so much】

[It was a gunshot wound, Brother Fan must have encountered other survivors]

The bullet didn't stay in the flesh, but the bleeding from the penetrating wound was so severe that even Fan Ye couldn't bear it, his lips turned slightly white.

Jiang Xing helped him wrap the bandage, and asked in a low voice, "How long does it take to learn how to shoot?"

"A long time." Fan Ye was silent for a moment, and then gave a completely opposite answer.

He didn't want Jiang Xing's hands to get dirty.

It's enough to protect him.

He realized that his thoughts were so selfish, and another voice in his heart questioned him over and over again, "What if Jiang Xing meets a zombie again?" "What if you don't catch up next time?"

Fan Ye looked sideways at the soft and clean boy, who was lowering his head to help him cut off the bandage, holding the scissors in his fingers, delicate and slender.

Shouldn't have had a gun.

Fan Ye pursed his lips.

"Fan Ye." Jiang Xing called softly.

"What's wrong."

The boy threw down the scissors and sat beside him, slowly hugging him.

Surprise flashed in Fan Ye's eyes: "You..."

Jiang Xing carefully avoided the wound, and rested his head on Fan Ye's shoulder. His voice was very soft, but it sounded extremely heavy to Fan Ye's ears.

"I want to protect you."

It was pouring rain outside.

Jiang Xing propped up his upper body and approached Fan Ye.

The eyes are still so clear and bright in the dark night, as if all the moonlight that cannot be seen on a rainy night is captured in them.

And Fan Ye is the only one who can touch this handful of moonlight.

The teenager opened his lips a little and repeated: "I want...to protect you."

There was only a cigarette between them.

Fan Ye did not know when he held his breath, his face tensed.

Jiang Xing propped up a little more, his lips almost touching Fan Ye's cheek.

Fan Ye turned his head abruptly.

【Damn】

[Give me A up, hello!Wouldn't it be over if you kiss the star cub until tears come to your eyes? ! 】

【I... oh, I hate iron but not steel】

Jiang Xing's aura of being so soft and open to Fan Ye disappeared in an instant. He let go of his hand, sat on the other side of the chair in embarrassment, and stared blankly at the grille.

"I...throw the zombie out." Fan Ye stood up, dragged the zombie with one hand and threw it out the back door.

He leaned against the eaves distractedly, with his fingers unnaturally erected between his lips.

What did Jiang Xing want to do just now?

Raindrops kept splashing on Fan Ye's boots, and his eyes moved aimlessly in the air.

Why is there no movement in the house?Is Jiang Xing asleep?

Fan Ye couldn't help turning his body to look inside the house.

Jiang Xing kicked off his shoes, and was sitting on the sleeping bag with his knees hugged, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if... crying.

Fan Ye immediately put his previous thoughts behind him, and only the words "don't let him cry" remained in his mind.

He strode towards the house, suddenly he stopped and kicked something.

Fan Ye swept across the ground with the thunder light, his movements completely froze.

That is a lock.

The images from the warehouse inspection in the afternoon flooded back like a flood.

He confirmed the safety of each door. The lock on the back door was locked outside the house. It was a very strong brass padlock. He remembered that he pulled it hard twice and it did not loosen.

He slowly squatted down and picked up the padlock. There were messy nicks on the lock cylinder, which was very new.

Zombies cannot have the intelligence to pick locks, let alone the ability.

Who opened the lock?

Fan Ye's palm was cold.

He turned his head and looked into the rain, countless possibilities emerged in his mind.Fan Ye forced himself to calm down and sort out his thoughts a little bit.

The intruder picks the lock and sneaks into the house, only to zombify at this point.Jiang Xing ran to the front door immediately after finding the other party, and he just came back.

Yes, this is the most reasonable explanation.

Fan Ye stared at the corpse, his eyes rising and falling.

Reason told him that he should check the body for other injuries immediately.

But another voice whispered like a demon said:

Don't look, your guesswork is the truth.

"Fan Ye."

Behind him came the boy's call, with a nasal sound that had just cried.

The warm body hugged him from behind, and said coquettishly: "Don't be angry. I just don't learn."

Fan Ye lowered his eyes, completely blocking the corpse in the rain from his sight.Instead, he raised his hand to cover the back of Jiang Xing's hand, "I'm not angry."

He turned around and picked up Jiang Xing, put him on the sleeping bag all the way, and rubbed the boy's hair.

He smiled and said, "Go to sleep."