Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

"What is this little guy?" The woman put down her tiptoe and raised her head to ask Number Six.

Number Six turned his attention to the strong brother next to his legs.

"I praise you for being so beautiful~" Little Pink Pig flatteringly translated, "Like the lotus that grows on the snow-capped mountains, it's ice-clear and jade-clean."

"Oh, baby, you can really talk." The woman caressed her dark face, smiling so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

Yuan Gun raised his claws to cover his ears, and shrank into a ball in Ruan Yan's arms. Nonono, it bears down on this dish.

The woman patronized Lehe, but the little girl behind her got anxious first, stood up and asked timidly, "Is there anyone injured in your team, our doctor..."

Number two immediately interrupted her: "We don't seek a doctor."

As he spoke, he raised his gun and pointed at the woman in the middle of the road: "Please make way, both of you."

The little girl lowered her head and immediately stepped aside.

The black-skinned woman remained motionless, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She raised her left hand, and the skin starting from her upper arm turned black and hardened at a strange speed, and her fingers turned over, twisting into a circular [-]mm caliber muzzle.

The black hole of the cannon slanted upwards, almost covering half of No. [-]'s face.

Number two:  …

Number four five six: ...

Ka Ka Ka, all armed with guns and ready to fight.

The woman sneered: "Take your four little toothpicks away, it's not too embarrassing!"

Yuan Juan shrank his neck: Fuck, here comes the troublemaker.

Don't be afraid, it raised its claws to caress Ruan Yan's arm again, and comforted itself: Before meeting those three psychopaths, staying with the protagonist is the safest.

The four men looked back at the young man: "Master..."

"Listen to her." There was no big fluctuation on Ruan Yan's face, but there was an intriguing curve at the corner of her mouth.

[-] put down the gun hesitantly.

"That's right." The woman withdrew the cannon barrel and directed the little girl with her arms around her chest: "Little Bichi, come, follow the procedure."

Little Tool Man Girl: ...

"Is anyone in your team sick or injured? Our doctors are very nice and treat you for free. The base also supplies potato chips, compressed biscuits, beef jerky..." She rolled her eyes and added: "There are also bamboo shoots." There are also dry and fresh tender bamboo shoots~”

The black and white dumpling swallowed with a thud.

[-] twitched the corner of his mouth, a row of black lines: ...

Is it necessary, just take them away with cannons.It's all here, so what else to pretend!

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On the way, the woman introduced herself.

"My surname is Hou, Husseile."

Monkey Sai Lei? ? ?

The expressions of [-] are a little weird.

The woman seemed to have guessed that they would have this kind of reaction, and continued to explain: "When my parents were still alive, they used to be national sprinters, but they didn't get a gold medal until they retired and got married—then they got Me, that's what they named it, hope I can run past lightning."

The little girl beside her said weakly: "Sister Hou, it says Hou Hei on your ID card?"

Hou Hei: "My mother slapped your mouth!"

The little girl covered her face and hummed.

"I haven't beaten you yet, why are you crying?"

Two four five six: ...

Yuan Gun turned his head to look at the little girl curiously, turned his head halfway, but was turned back by the big hand above his head.

"En!" Yuan Gun lowered his head, trying to shake off his hand.

Ruan Yan simply covered its eyes with a lot of strength, and the palms of its hands were warm and sweaty.

The grape-flavored alcohol aroma on his body was getting stronger and stronger.

After Yuan Gun smelled it for a while, his head became a little dizzy, and Xiaopang's body wobbled and fell into his arms.

Ruan Yan let go of her hand and rubbed its back like a rice cake.

QWQ Don't wipe the sweat on Bear Bear!Ben's sweater is not your sweat towel!

Unable to struggle, Yuan Gun groaned angrily, and his little paws scraped at the young man's pants in retaliation, the cloth strips flew up, revealing his white thighs.

It didn't take long for a pair of handmade ripped pants to be completed.

Ruan Yan lowered his eyes and let it make trouble for a while, when the wicked little guy tried to stretch his claws to his chest, he finally made a movement to stop it.

He stretched out his hand and held the fluffy buttocks, his five fingers sank deep into the hair, and his vigorous strength extended along the round flesh to the hind legs.

The thumb brushed the open sole of the foot, and pressed hard on the paw pad.

Yuan Gun's hair burst, and his small body twitched violently, as if instantly hit by a hundred thousand volts of electric current.

It quickly retracted its hind paws, groaned and lay down with its paws retracted, so as not to dare to act like a demon.

Looking at the obedient cubs who rolled themselves into a ball, Ruan Yan let out a soft laugh from his nose, and the starlight that couldn't be hidden flowed in the dark eyes.

After 15 minutes, the bus loaded with several people finally arrived at Hou Hei's lair.

To be precise, it is the base under the doctor's jurisdiction.

It was a skyscraper nearly forty stories high.

In front of the building are two rows of long cages holding zombies. Their entire jaws have been knocked off, and they have lost their eating weapons. They are as gentle as good babies.

The moment the bus door opened.

The well-behaved babies are like well-trained greeters, with blue and black arms sticking out of the iron cage, straight and stiff, undulating up and down, waving like waves.

Hou Hei flicked the braids at the back of his head like a queen, and led a few people into the [clinic] on the first floor under the grand 'welcome' of the zombies.

Standing behind the service desk was a young girl with ponytails. She pointed to the waiting area, then lowered her head and continued to paint her nail polish.

Ruan Yan stood still.

[-] naturally followed him without moving.

Yuan Gun was hugged and couldn't move.

It turned its head slowly, its black eyes swept around the hall, and finally landed on the white coat in front of the medical bed.

The man had shaggy curly hair and a pair of thin metal-framed glasses on his face, looking very refined.

Code Doctor?

Hiss——Yuan Gun scratched his head, but couldn't remember if there was such a number one character in the original book.It should be a small character.

"Next." The doctor raised his head, squinted his eyes and stopped for a few seconds when he saw Ruan Yan and his party, then turned away as if nothing had happened.

A chubby man in the waiting area stood up. He was hunched over, wearing thick beer-covered glasses, and looked honest.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" The doctor lifted the man's chin, his narrowed eyes shone brightly.

He likes bullying honest people the most.

"I, I'm timid, I dare not kill zombies, doctor... Can you, can you make me more courageous?" the man asked.

"Simple." The doctor withdrew his hand, took out a used syringe from the medical box, pushed away the air, and then sucked out a tube of unidentifiable liquid. With a smile, he pushed the fat man onto the medical bed: " Lift up the clothes and turn around."

"Do, what to do?!" The fat man looked at the thick syringe in his hand in fear.

"Give you some adrenaline." He said, quickly lifted the hem of the man's clothes, and stabbed the thick and long needle directly towards the waist.

"Aww!!!" The fat man screamed and fell to the ground. The doctor pressed his shoulders and stabbed him after him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa than..'

An old man in the waiting area was frightened by this posture, lost his crutches and ran away screaming.

The doctor pulled out the syringe, straightened up and looked at the vigorous back of the old man who was going away, and asked in confusion, "What kind of illness did Grandpa come to see?"

Assistant: "...broken leg."

Doctor: "Ah." A few seconds later, he suddenly oh again.

No. [-]: This is a quack doctor... This is definitely a quack doctor!

No. [-]: Although, adrenaline doesn't hit the kidneys! !

Yuan Gun looked at the fat man who was unconscious on the ground, shook his small body, grabbed Ruan Yan's hand and covered his fat waist (if the bear has a waist): "Yes!" We must protect the little bear. Kidney!

Ruan Yan took advantage of the opportunity to pinch its flesh, raised her head, and met the eyes of the doctor who came over.

"What disease do you want to see?" The gentle young man pushed his glasses on his face, and a cold light reflected on the lenses.

Ruan Yan rubbed the white velvet head resting on her chest: "Show it."

Yuan Gun shook his body and began to struggle hard.

Ruan Yan smiled and grabbed its little paws, and put them together firmly in her palm.

"Hmm!!" The bottle of milk has gone bad, it's going to kill him! !Bottle milk, I, bear, really misjudged you! !

"Go away, good boy~"

The male voice above his head was pleasant to the ear, like the cool summer wind, tolerant of all restlessness and panic.

Yuan Gun, who struggled to no avail, was extremely frustrated. He buried his head on the young man's wrist, and with tears in his eyes, he rubbed against that hand after blinking a little.

The sudden heat made Ruan Yan feel a severe pain in his heart.

He closed the corners of his mouth, and caressed the back of the black and white ball with his downcast eyes: Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

The doctor stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Yuan Gun immediately raised his head, barking ferociously.

The hairy head stretched out so long that it almost bit the doctor several times.

The doctor quickly withdrew his hand, turned his back behind his back and said, "The dark circles under the eyes are heavy, it seems that surgery will be needed to remove them."

Yuan Gun spat at him.

The doctor backed away again, pointing to a small door in the hall with a big cross painted in red paint: "The operating room is over there, follow me."

"You wait for me here." Ruan Yan explained to the four people behind him, and followed inside with Yuan Gun in his arms.

Sesame Dumpling spit again, this time into Ruan Yan's palm.

Ruan Yan: ...

The doctor closed the door and turned around.

"Please be sure to heal my family." Ruan Yan stretched out her hand and held his shoulder, her thin wrist was as white as paper, almost the same color as the doctor's white coat.

The doctor also raised his hand to hold the young man's cool fingers, and smiled with ulterior motives: "I will, don't worry leave it to me."

"En." Ruan Yan wiped his clothes heavily with the palm of his hand, and put it back as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Gun raised his head and saw the movement of the bottle of milk in his eyes: this must be wiping his saliva.

The doctor cast his eyes on Mao Tuanzi again, thinking: "Its dark circles..."

In the middle of speaking, there was a sudden light on his shoulders, as if something fell from him and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

The doctor glanced at the movement: Oh, an arm.

He retracted his gaze, faintly feeling that something was wrong, so he turned his face and glanced again.

Huh, this arm seems familiar.

Wait, his sleeves are a little empty, empty...? ? ?

The doctor's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to hold his shoulder in disbelief.

A complete circular scar rested on his palm—no pain, no blood, just like a dream.

He squeezed his thigh hard, and the dull pain reminded him that this was not a dream—a good arm was broken when Ruan Yan pinched it...

The doctor took off his glasses with a pale face, and the sharp corners of his eyes almost burst open: "What did you do to me!"

Ruan Yan looked at him calmly, resting her slender fingers on Mao Tuanzi's chin, the corners of her mouth twitched, revealing a sneer and indifference.

The sky outside the window shone on his face, but it still couldn't illuminate those black pupils filled with boundless shadows.

The doctor fell to the ground in a state of collapse, picked up the severed arm that was still warm, and frantically stuffed it into the cuff, stuffing it over and over again, and the arm fell off again and again.

He felt that he should have screamed, screamed and screamed, but there was no pain, everything happened so strangely and suddenly, he didn't know how to react at all.

The shorter a person's time to think, the easier it is to lose his mind.

And Ruan Yan grasped exactly this point.

"Please, give me back my hand, I can't live without it—I can't lose it!" The doctor who was fatally hit crawled to the foot of the young man with his broken arm, grabbed his calf and cried bitterly: "Please Please, please!!"

In the last days, everyone knows what it means to lose an arm.

The professor never raises waste, let alone let any waste go.The self who lost his arm will only become an experimental subject in the hands of the professor, and he will be locked in a cage as bad as death, until that person squeezes his last bit of value...

Ruan Yan frowned: "I have a cleanliness."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The doctor let go of his hand in a panic, and slammed his forehead on the floor, thump, thud, with such force that the tiled floor trembled.

Ruan Yan loosened her brows again, looked at him and said, "I can heal your arm, but there is a prerequisite."

"As long as I can do it." The doctor stopped kowtowing, raised his bloody face to look at him: "As long as I can do it, I will!"

"Yeah." Ruan Yan smiled slightly, stretched out his fingertips to touch his forehead slightly, the green light flickered, and the big purple blood bag disappeared instantly.

The doctor stretched out his severed arm again and looked up at him expectantly.

Ruan Yan shook her head, "Do things first."

The light in the doctor's eyes quickly dimmed.

Typical to give a candy another stick.

——Bottle milk is really no longer the original milk in the book, it's gone bad.

Yuan Gun's black eyeballs moved, he raised his claws to remove the hand on his chin, and slowly bit it into his mouth, grinding his teeth with millet grains.

"Hungry?" Ruan Yan pulled out her finger and ordered the spiritual food space to produce bear milk.

This time he took it out on the spot without hesitation, and stuffed the silicone pacifier into the cub's mouth.

Yuan Gun hugged the bottle contentedly, gurgling and gurgling.

The doctor watched him conjure a bottle of milk out of thin air, his face turned pale, and he felt more and more that the youth was unfathomable.

Could it be a space power user?

So just now, this person cut off his arm through spatial dislocation?Let's make a bold guess, it may also have the ability to heal at the same time, and at the same time it cuts open, it also applies healing...

It was the first time he saw a supernatural being able to use the space as he wanted.Not to mention the rare dual-line abilities.

The professor said that no matter how gentle the ability is, it can become a sharp weapon to hurt people if it is practiced to the top.

But if you want to reach this level, you must also get the top level.

It is only one year after the end of the world, and even the professor has only been promoted to the fourth rank, but he has already reached the top rank! ! !

Doctor: Pupil earthquake!

Ruan Yan put Yuan Gun, who was obediently drinking milk, on the medical bed next to him, and turned to face him: "Shall we chat?"

The doctor's face was pale and pale, he got up from the ground, and nodded: Do I still have the right to refuse?

Ruan Yan squeezed her fingers and approached him slowly.

The doctor kept backing away, shaking his legs, until his back touched the wall. The unfathomable young man also approached him and raised his hand.

The height of the doctor is 175, and Ruan Yan is almost half a head taller than him. First of all, he won in terms of aura, not to mention that the doctor is greedy for life and afraid of death. The tone of the voice changed: "I promise you anything!!"

Ruan Yan just took out the necklace around his neck, pinched the red gemstone at the end, and crushed it into powder with a little force.

The necklace was made by the professor. The contact tool that the doctor got when he joined 3032 City was the only tool that could contact the professor.

"Just say what I'm going to say next." Ruan Yan supported the wall, trapping the thin doctor in her arms.

Tsk tsk tsk, domineering protagonist X thin doctor.

Yuan Gun, who was enjoying watching the play, even put down the bottle of milk, his fluffy black ears stood up straight, and his eyes stared at the two people who were glued to each other for a moment.

Ruan Yan lowered her head and approached the doctor's ear, whispering something.

But a few whispers, like a violent storm, set off a huge wave higher than a wave in the doctor's heart.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

After Ruan Yan explained, she turned her head and looked behind her.

I happened to see the little guy stretching his neck in an eavesdropping posture.

Yuan Gun quickly retrieved the bottle of milk, put it in his mouth to suck.

A smile spread across Ruan Yan's lips, she withdrew her hands and walked back, "Go away, give me milk."

"Hmm!" Wait!

Yuan Gun thought that he was angry and wanted to take back the bottle of milk, so he gurgled and sucked for a while.

Ruan Yan stood in front of the bed and watched without grabbing. After the cub had finished drinking, she reached out and grabbed the bottle to take it back.

Yuan Gun let go of the pacifier and burped.Raise the claws and hold the head, ready to be beaten at any time.

In order to upgrade, it doesn't even need a face.

The bottle of milk this time directly raised it to ten levels, its strength to [three levels], and its diamond claws to [two levels].

The little milk bear at level [-] has become rough-skinned and thick-skinned, able to carry ten dozen beatings.

Ruan Yan didn't care about it, he took out a small dropper, sucked some evaporated milk from the nipple that was stained with Yuan Ju's saliva, and gave it to the doctor: "One day."

The baby bottle was taken into the spiritual food space and destroyed.

Yuan Gun put down his paw, touched Xiao Yuan's belly, and began to connect the plot of the original book based on the few words he overheard before.

【Professor】In fact, it is the mad scientist who appeared first among the three major psychopaths in the original book, Shadio.

Ruan Yan mentioned another name later: 【Ming Ming】

The milk that was given just now was also for Ming Ming, who was said to be the doctor's first love who had died.

And the reason why the doctor went to the professor was because he heard from other survivors that the professor was researching the cadaver virus vaccine.

Although there is no progress yet, the professor, as a world-renowned virology expert before the end of the world, is the light of hope for all mankind, and doctors are willing to believe in him.

Especially after getting in touch with the professor, the doctor worshiped this knowledgeable man very much.

As for what Ruan Yan asked the doctor to do, Yuan Gun didn't hear clearly.

The doctor could hear it clearly.

"The god you worship is just an academic thief with an intelligence of only 70."

"Have you heard of Kabukicho Facial Syndrome?"

A beautiful and painful rare disease.

The doctor knew, of course he did.

It's just that before, no one would associate it with the professor who is wise and close to the demon.

"With his IQ, it is impossible to develop a vaccine. He lied to you and all of you."

The author has something to say:

To put it simply, the professor is actually a mildly mentally retarded patient who does a lot of evil.

But the professor's ability is also a mind control system, which can invade the brains of living people, which is very interesting. 【I have spoiled (●A●)】

Thanks to the following little angels~: