Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

The woman pointed to the heavy suitcases in the hands of several people: "You can give it to me, and I will help you find a place to put it away."

"No more auntie." Yuan Gun hugged the dirty backpack in his arms: "It's empty, not heavy."

"What about you?"

"We can just carry it ourselves." Yi Rui gripped the fingers holding the suitcase tightly.

The woman said nothing more.

She leaned against the wall and blew a smoke ring, her whole body was as lazy as a puddle of meat, "Come on, you entertain them, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare lunch."

"Okay mom~" Duolaimi turned her head and looked at Yuan Gun: "Come with me." She looked at Yi Rui and the others again: "Do you want to wash too?"

The teenagers nodded happily, they couldn't remember the last time they took a bath.

"Then I can only trouble you to sit and wait in the living room first - there is only one bathroom in the house where you can take a shower, and the other pipe is broken and is still being repaired." Duolaimi said apologetically.

"It's okay, we can wait for Xiaogui to wash up."

……

Yuan Gun followed the girl up to the second floor, where there were many flower pots with colorful petals piled on the soil. The most amazing thing was that they had no stems and leaves, as if they were freshly picked from the flower garden and placed inside.

But it is indeed bright in color, and the petals are very full and beautiful.

"Are these real flowers?" Yuan Gun walked to one of the pots and looked inside.

Duolaimi nodded: "It's a real flower, father cultivated it, he is very precious about it."

"Uncle Duo is amazing."

Yuan Gun retracted his head, scratched his itchy scalp and urged, "Where is the bathroom?"

He could hardly bear the dirt on his body.

Duolaimi stretched out her hand and pushed open a bedroom door next to him: "Here, there are towels and a change of clothes on the bed." Fearing Yuan Gun's mind, she added: "It's my brother's clothes, he hasn't worn them a few times, clean .”

The boy smiled and said, "Thank you."

Duolaimi: "You're welcome...your hair quality is really good~"

The girl's inexplicable addition made Yuan Gun a little surprised, "Huh? It's okay."

"I'll entertain Yi Rui and the others." Duolaimi pursed her lips and smiled, then turned and walked downstairs.

Yuan Gun stepped half a step sideways to the door, tilted his head and stared at the back of the girl going down the stairs. He saw her raising her elbows to the top of her head, her hands bent behind her neck, her five fingers braiding her hair nimbly, almost In the blink of an eye, the thick long curly hair was braided into a thick braid and coiled on the top of the head.

Yuan Gun noticed that the back of her head, which was exposed to the air, was full of bumpy short stubble hairs of different lengths, some of which were even as short as the scalp, with ugly white scars, and it was feared that it would never be possible to grow hair.

He shivered uncontrollably, rubbed the little curly hair on the top of his head, and quickly retreated into the room.

The door was closed, blocking out all the unknown and weirdness.

Yuan Gun leaned his head against the door panel, his nose bridge was straight, but the tip of his nose was slightly upturned like a crescent moon, and the lines of collagen on his face were very beautiful.At this time, he was short of breath because of the fright, and the deep and shallow breathing caused the heartbeat of the guy who was secretly watching him behind him to speed up, as if resonating with it.

A strong sense of peeping came like a dense net, Yuan Gun's ears moved vigilantly, and he pursed his lips and held his breath.

The shallow panting gradually subsided, but the sound of his heartbeat was getting closer and closer to him, like the beating of a drum in his ears.

Yuan Gun immediately called out the system interface, and quietly lit up the skills [Strength] and [Diamond Claw].

The tip of the armor gradually became sharper, shining with a cold steel light.

He intentionally controlled the length, allowing the changes in his hands to happen silently.

Suddenly, a big hand covered with bloody minced meat slammed on the door panel.

The stench of rotten meat even rubbed against Yuan Gun's skin.

The boy tensed his shoulders, and suddenly a black bear pulled out his heart and turned around to grab the person who came!

The man quickly turned his head and sideways to avoid it.

Yuan Gun saw a pair of blood-red eyes with almost no whites.

The entire eye is like a protruding blood bag, even because of the angle of inclination, the blood section inside is also inclined, and a small part is directly empty.

It seemed that the blood did not flow out because it was covered by a layer of transparent eye mask.

Does that count as an eye?

It doesn't count at all!

It's just two eye holes filled with blood.

Yuan Gun took a step back, his thin back pressed against the cold wall, he stared at the tall and strong man opposite, and four striking characters popped out in his brain - high-level zombies! !

A conscious, high-level human corpse with a beating heart! !

Unlike Ming Ming, who was transformed by suppressing the zombie virus.

The one in front of me is a powerful human corpse that was completely upgraded by consuming supernatural beings and plundering energy accumulation!

Yuan Gun wasn't sure what level it was, and whether he could beat it.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was—to survive!

"Good boy, come to me~" the zombie spoke, its sound quality was dry, as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing against each other.

The sound is a little tingling.

Yuan Gun's face was pale, his bright black eyes were full of panic, like a little hamster pointed at by a hunter with a gun, his milky white cheeks trembled, and his cherry-colored lips turned pink and white from fright. .

He put his hands behind his back, and the inch-long weapon was still quietly extending from the tip of his armor.

"It's really a sweet power fluctuation."

The zombie raised its head, and its purple-black tongue quickly scraped across its lips...

Meanwhile on the first floor.

Doremy opened the small door of the utility room, and pulled off a thick winter hat with long pale golden curly hair on the bottom from the shelf. She took off the braided wig on her head and threw it on the ground, revealing a whole A hairy head covered in scars the size of coins.

There is no trace of the timidity and softness of a young girl on her face. A pair of big eyes are sunken deep in the shadow under the brow bone, like a bedbug nest in hell, too hollow to let in any light. Crooked to an unbelievable angle, it was an evil smile that could make people's hands and feet go cold.

She pushed back her winter hat on top of her head, covering her ugly head, and the halo of blond hair swayed on her white cheeks, dazzlingly beautiful.

Duolaimi lowered the corners of her lips, and her timid eyeballs finally protruded from the eye sockets, restoring the freshness of a girl to that face.

Near the door is a shelf in the shape of a Christmas tree, covered with hair of various colors, lengths and shapes.

Some hair even leaked from the top of the tree to the ground. It was very long, black and shiny, and it was easy to remind people of the image of a famous female ghost.

Duolaimi seemed to be used to such scenes, she entered the room without any fear and squatted down, picked up a transparent container filled with an unknown bright red liquid from the floor of the storage room.

In this small storage room, there are more than a dozen transparent earthen pots that are similar to it.

Humming a little tune, the girl walked briskly to the door and left the weird and gloomy storage room.

by the dining table.

Auntie Duo has already cooked the soybean meat sauce meal. She is holding a large basin, her bright red lips are widely spread, showing an excited and enthusiastic smile.

Snapped.

A puddle of soybean paste mixed with unknown meat was placed on the porcelain plate in front of Yi Rui.

The strong boy picked up the spoon and fiddled with the bubbling soy sauce. The edge of the spoon turned out a soft, bloodshot piece of bright red meat. The sticky sound made him lose his appetite instantly.

He put down the spoon, hugged his chest and back against the chair, pressed his lips stiffly into a straight line, and watched the woman add a sufficient amount of soybean meat sauce to his partners spoon by spoon.

The expressions of Lin Qi, Ye Cui, Qi Wei and the others were all intriguing and difficult.

They looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't make up their minds: should they bite the bullet and stuff it into their mouths, and then find an appropriate time to spit it out, or should they quickly push away this dark dish to save their lives?

The latter is impolite and is likely to irritate the woman and be kicked out of the villa.

At that time, don't talk about borrowing the bathroom to take a bath, they don't even try to enjoy a drop of water!

Auntie Duo finished sharing the soybean soup in the iron basin in her bosom, and when she saw that several people were not using it for a long time, she urged: "Hurry up, eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold!"

She stretched out her hand, picked up the porcelain plate in front of Yi Rui, and slammed it on the table, "Eat! Eat quickly!!" The soy sauce spilled out of the edge of the plate due to the violent fall.

The strong boy turned his body away from her, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he was still a little puzzled.

The woman became more and more anxious, and stretched out her scorched fingertips that had been in her hands all year round, pinching the soup spoon, and kept stirring the soybean meat sauce, making it make a sticky sound of chug chug chug, and the blood-red slices of raw meat inside were crushed. It floated to the top layer, and it was not cooked at all, as if it had been cut and mixed in directly.

"Mom!" Fortunately, Duolaimi appeared in time, and she stopped the woman's behavior of chasing customers: "Everyone may not be able to eat the monotonous soybean paste."

Aunt Duo let go of her hand suddenly, "Oh, you're right!" She raised her arm and made a strange gesture like the White Queen in Alice in Wonderland. Pretentious.

"Perhaps it will be more appetizing with a drink," Duolaimi bent her lips into a gentle arc, and her delicate face faded away from the unsuitable winter wig on her head. She patted the transparent crock in her arms and walked quickly He went forward and poured bright red liquid into everyone's empty glasses: "This is the top red wine in country F that has been aged for 100 years. Dad has always been reluctant to drink it, but just now he specifically asked me to treat everyone with this bottle."

Yi Rui was stunned for a while, and finally found his voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome~" Duolaimi blinked his big eyes at him, holding the jar and pouring it for Lynch and the others.

When Ye Cui heard that it was red wine, her eyes lit up.

Red wine was a luxury drink before the end of the world, let alone now when resources are scarce.

Before Duo Lai Mi came over, she impatiently moved over to the tall wine glass, "Please fill me up!"

Dolami filled the glass as she wished.

A rich wine aroma filled the nose.

Ye Cui took a deep breath with a happy face, lowered her head and took a sip of the wine, but the taste was not as good as expected - what encroached on her tongue was an unpalatable rusty smell.

"How does this wine taste..." Her sallow and thin face quickly wrinkled into a ball, like a malnourished bitter melon, with a long, sticking out tongue that almost licked her chin.

But even so, it was difficult to relieve the desire to vomit that kept rising in his throat.

vomit! ! !

The girl covered her mouth and buried her head under the table, retching desperately.

There was really nothing in her stomach to vomit.

"Don't drink it, vomit! That's not red wine, vomit!"

The girl vomited and warned the friends who hadn't had time to taste it.

"Hehehehehehe~" Accompanied by a strange low laughter that suddenly sounded, a familiar face with distorted facial features also stretched out under the tablecloth, the eyes that were so big that they almost fell out of their sockets stared at her, but the mouth was confused and innocent He muttered, "Why isn't it red wine? It's red wine~"

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