Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

The two soldiers immediately stepped forward and twisted his arms, pressing his shoulders onto the medical bed.

The doctor's nose was facing the sole of the broken leg, and he rolled his eyes because of the smoke—vomit, this person hasn't washed his feet for at least three months!

Ming Ming yelled and rushed forward: "Don't hit him, come to me if something happens!"

The little assistant also accused angrily: "It was already dead when it was delivered, and there was a bullet hole in the head. Even if the gods came, they couldn't save him. How can we blame us!"

The doctor sighed: Silly boy, can't you see that they are here to find fault?

In the last days, this kind of mercenary robbers like to put on the face of a righteous man and do disgusting deeds.

For example, as it is now, first frame a wave, and only after something happens can there be a reason to burn, kill and loot.

Commonly known as asking for compensation.

"He is very important to me." The big man pulled a chair and sat on it, and sure enough, he made a shameless opening remark.

The man's strong body pressed against the backrest, making the not-so-strong wood seam wider.

The chair legs wobbled and creaked under the weight.

Mingming heard the voice and clasped his hands together: "I hope the chair is okay."

The doctor turned to look at him: "Mingming, don't you pray for me?"

Mingming lifted the hand that had just been put down, "I hope Feifei is okay~"

The doctor moved with tears in his eyes, "I thank you for the eighteen generations of your ancestors."

Mingming twisted his body shyly: "Thank you, I made up my mind to die for love~"

Snapped!Bang!

The chair under the big man fell apart into sections of wood, but he still kept his previous sitting posture.

Hou Hei looked carefully, and it turned out that the cannon barrel growing on his back transformed into a chair shape to support the big man's body.

There were as many as eight of those black metal gun barrels, four of which turned into chairs, and the other four were fanned out behind him, like the four-winged wings of an angel.

Hou Hei touched his arm: Alas, he is another big boss, something ordinary people like her can't afford.

The big man's face was frosty, and he seemed to be very unhappy about being ignored. He said straightly in a cold voice: "Where is your material warehouse?"

Mingming pointed in a direction.

Big guy: "Key?"

Mingming took out the key from the doctor's pocket and handed it over.

The big man grabbed his hand.

Mingming began to struggle.

The big man squinted his icy blue eyes, "You used to be a zombie, right?"

Mingming shook his head frantically.

The doctor was about to speak, when he saw a figure looming from the stairs out of the corner of his eye, he quickly said loudly: "Yes, he is!"

The big man let go of Mingming, turned his eyes to look at the doctor: "Continue."

The doctor took a deep breath.I can only gamble.

"We are professors, you should know about 3032 Research City."

"Continue." The big man set up his legs and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

He wanted to know how Mingming changed from a zombie to a human.

Could it be that the professor has already developed a vaccine?

But not long ago, the spy he placed in the scientific research city sent the news that there was no progress. It has been less than a month, and there is?

The hunk is well aware that the vaccine is the last hope in the minds of all survivors.

Once it comes out, the world will go crazy!

And if the person who develops the vaccine has enough ambition and desire, he can even easily stand on top of the world.

To put it bluntly, monopolizing vaccines is equivalent to holding the throat of all mankind.

This kind of soft power is hundreds of times stronger than suppression by force.

Because no survivor would be foolish enough to betray his life.Except madmen.

But you have to admit that the world today happens to be full of lunatics.

For example, the four-eyed boy in front of me.

……

"The professor awakened the immune ability not long ago." The doctor squeezed the sweat in his palm and continued to betray: "It is still in its infancy, and the effect of the ability is still unstable, so he told everyone not to spread it out."

Big guy: "Immune?"

The doctor lowered his head and observed Ruan Yan from the corner of the mirror frame: "It's the ability to be immune/repelling corpse poison..." Boss, I've done what you said, you must save me. me……

After hearing his explanation, the big man twisted his neck slightly, "Interesting."

The doctor twitched his arm, but did not twitch, and raised his face carefully: "Can you let me go?"

The big man sneered: "Kill it."

Two soldiers immediately dragged him out of the building.

The doctor's eyes widened, and he hurriedly looked at the crowd, looking at Ruan Yan, "Save me! Save me!"

Under the lights of the building, the youth's unique silver hair reflects a transparent and soft color, like ice silk.

His entire brows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, only his white and clean chin was exposed, and the red lips were traced by a thin light to create an indifferent arc.

He stood there motionless, watching these people drag the doctor to hell step by step.

Only then did Lu Fei realize that he was being used, not only was he being used, but now that person was planning to cross the river and tear down the bridge, he seemed like an abandoned child.

He roared angrily: "I still have something to say!" If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

Ruan Yan gently hooked his fingers, compressed a cubic meter of space into extremely thin and short nanowires, sent them into the doctor's mouth, easily cut off the tongue, and healed it at the same time.

There was no blood, no pain, and even the doctor himself didn't know what happened. He only felt that there was a lump of meat in his mouth, and he swallowed it with a thud.

Just waited for him to open his mouth again, but he could only make a short cry.

The little patience of the big man was completely exhausted. With a wave of his hand, the soldiers dragged him to the outside of the building hall in a swift manner.

"boom!"

Everything is at peace.

The big man turned his neck, and his eagle eyes stared at the calm Mingming: "Aren't you going to die for love?"

Mingming blinked, and lowered his face shyly: "Just now, I have moved on again."

The big man curled the corner of his mouth coldly.

In the last days, he has seen many such so-called couples.

No matter how desperately you love on weekdays, once something happens, you can hide and run away.

Few survive the test of life or death.

"Kill it?" Jun Han asked.

"Come here." The big man stretched out his hand, palm up, making an inviting gesture.

This is a beggar, the blood contains immune antibodies, it may be useful to keep it.

Mingming stepped forward obediently, raised his hand to catch the man's thick palm, and clinged to his arms.

The big man hugged him on his lap, and looked at him from top to bottom with his cold eyes.

Ming Ming tightly pressed his lips together, so as not to let out the dead breath in his mouth.

"What about the rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled?" Jun Han asked again.

Two or four? Forced to be old and weak? Five or six: ...

Hou? Forced to be sick? Hei: ...

"Collection." The big man patted Mingming's waist.Mingming obediently got off his lap and stood beside him.

Their team is full of thick-handed and thick-footed men, just short of those who can wash, cook, and do chores.

As for whether these people can use it, and whether it is dangerous to keep it around, the big man is not worried at all.

In this day and age, the least valuable thing is 'loyalty'.

The strong king, the loser minister.

Everyone cherishes their lives, and they will definitely not die if they can live.

But definitely not recklessly.

As long as the leader is killed, the remaining young people who have been tamed long ago will not be able to make any waves at all.

Therefore, the doctor's death is doomed.No one can save him.

To show his sincerity, [-] voluntarily handed over his gun.

The soldier is just about to take over.

The big man said, "Let them hold it."

He walked up to the crowd with his hands behind his back, and announced in a deep voice: "From today onwards, you are members of the mercenary group. I promise to give you a better life than now."

"Good!" [-] applauded warmly.

The rest of the people also reacted slowly and followed the drum.

An intriguing smile curved Ruan Yan's lips.Yeah, better.

He was tall, and his skin was as smooth and white as an egg that had been peeled off its shell. The big man's eyes quickly turned to the young man.

The ice-blue eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and he slightly twisted his neck. The soldiers immediately stepped forward, grabbed his arm and brought him to the big man.

Against the background of these strong and rough-skinned soldiers, Ruan Yan looked too thin and weak.

The big man asked, "What did you do here before?"

Ruan Yan: "Rolling daddy."

The big man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I thought it was to warm the bed."

Ruan Yan: "..."

However, "Who is Gun Gun?"

Ruan Yan was about to answer.

The elevator suddenly rang with a 'ding—', and the big man turned his gaze away.

I saw a black and white fur ball popping out of the elevator.

When he saw him, Mao Tuanzi paused for three or four seconds with his raised front paw, and then slowly put it down again.

Yuan Gun: I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me.

It stepped forward, twisted its hairy buttocks step by step, and carefully backed up to the elevator.

Ding--

Under the gaze of everyone, the elevator door closed again.

The big man pouted his neck.

Immediately, a soldier rushed up the stairs.

Three minutes later, the sesame dumpling that had been grabbed by Fate's neck reappeared in the hall.

Yuan Gun has been raised to be full of flesh, with smooth fur, rich ink, and white hair that is as fluffy and clean as milk.

He was held by the army man's big hand, and came over with a flicker, with his hands and feet tucked in the whole time, obedient, soft and cute.

The big guy pinched Xiaotuanzi's chin, the corners of his mouth were tilted up 35 degrees, and he showed four teeth and smiled wildly: "The little thing looks so unique."

Yuan Gun's bright eyes met his, and Xiao Liang's voice hummed: "The chic looks like a real thing!"

Bah, it's really nothing.

It is very sure that the man in front of him is one of the three psychopaths, the first mercenary leader to appear - Nan!Wave!Ten thousand!

It was him who first suggested skinning the little bear to torture Ruan Yan!

Thinking of this, Yuan Gun became angry, relying on the fact that the bottle of milk is now spoiled, and it looks like an unfathomable sub.

It he-tui very boldly, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Emma, ​​it's been a long time since I got stuck in my throat.

Nan Bowan's forehead was hit, and his face shrank back.

After squatting stiffly for ten seconds, he raised his hand and brushed his thick fingers before his eyes.

The big man looked gloomy at the viscous liquid between his fingers, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a storm was about to come.

The author has something to say:

I thought and thought, let's change it to [-]:[-] am in the future update!It is convenient for me to code words at the speed of life and death!

I harvested a lot of haha ​​monsters yesterday, and I am satisfied with one book.

It doesn't matter that your doctor is dead, his mission has been honorably completed~ Haha, hand it over to Mingming, come on Mingming!

By the way, Mingming is a Mingming with a story.Any performance of Mingming is based on other people's settings, no collapse, no collapse!

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