Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

In order to verify the true effectiveness of the milk given by Ruan Yan.

The doctor walked into the elevator with the dropper and went to the CEO's office on the top floor. (There is a generator in the building, so the daily electricity consumption can still be supplied)

The office has been refurbished, with four-season beds, garland doors, warm murals, and even a piano.

From far away, you can hear the soothing music played automatically by the cassette, mixed with a few violent roars.

His Mingming was hungry.The doctor hurriedly quickened his pace.

A dark blue shielding strip was pasted on the glass door of the office, and only a pair of blue and black ankles locked by chains could be seen from the bottom transparent area.

Those feet were pacing back and forth violently, and the corner bedposts were pulled and scraped harshly.

"Mingming." The doctor pushed open the glass door and met a pair of yellow-green eyes.

"Roar!!" The hungry zombie smelled the scent of human flesh, and rushed forward instinctively, but due to the length of the chain, it could only step a few steps away from the head of the bed.

Even if I stretched out my hand and tried my best to reach it, I couldn't grab a piece of the person's clothes.

It became more and more violent, it couldn't stop walking, the iron chain sank into the rotten ankle, it was as sharp as a knife blade, and it was about to cut off the thin ankle bone.

The doctor pressed the switch on the wall, the gears turned, the chain shortened and shortened, dragging the zombie back to the bed abruptly.

"I know you're hungry, bear with it any longer, just bear with it, I've already prepared the food..." The doctor stepped forward, squeezed the milk from the dropper into its mouth, without blinking its eyes Stare at the zombie.

The effect of the milk works very quickly.

The rotten skin fell off quickly, revealing the white and tender new skin inside, and even the hay-like hair seemed to have absorbed the nutrient solution, turning into a warm and shiny brown again, and a pair of cloudy eyes, like a dead tree in spring, gradually appeared. Let out a clear light.

His inscription is restoring human sanity!

The doctor stared blankly, stunned by ecstasy for a moment, and didn't know how to react.

"Lu Fei?" A hoarse voice rang in his ears, successfully bringing back the young man's empty consciousness.

The doctor's eyes were sore, he took off his glasses, pressed his eyelids with his fingers, and said in a trembling voice, "Mingming, you, do you remember me?"

"Of course I remember." Mingming gave him a strange look, then lifted his clothes and looked at his waist: "I still remember that I was bitten by a zombie, did I not die?" There was a black and blue bite mark on the white and thin waist, It looks like an ugly big mole, which affects the appearance very much.

"Ah, it's still there~" Mingming raised his eyes, "Thank you for saving me." The corner of his mouth slowly pulled out a smile, the teeth exposed on his lips were black and sharp, and they were still the teeth in the zombie form.

The doctor frowned, raised his hand to pinch Ming Ming's chin, and exhaled a putrid stench from his slightly opened mouth.

It was so smoked that he immediately turned his face away.

Seeing his friend's reaction, Mingming's eyes darkened: "I'm still a zombie, right?"

The doctor turned his face back, leaned closer to him and said, "It won't happen in the future, I will help you."

Mingming closed his eyes.

Doctor:……

You are embarrassing me, Fat Tiger! ! !

Mingming pouted his lips slightly.

Doctor, the doctor's Adam's apple moved, he raised his hand to pinch his nose, and leaned over to kiss him like a dragonfly. Originally, he wanted to retreat immediately, but he didn't expect a tongue to come in, entangled him and wouldn't let him go.

No, no, no, no! (No, no, corpse poison, corpse poison!)

The doctor shook his head, desperately trying to escape.

Mingming opened his eyes very dissatisfied, turned over and pressed him on the bed, lowered his head and kissed him deeper.

The first floor of the building.

The fat man slowly sat up from the ground while supporting his waist.

"Hey, you're still alive." Hou Hei walked over and stretched out his hand to lend him some strength.

The fat man stood up, helped his half-shattered glasses, and thanked him with lingering fear.

"It's your fate." Hou Hei glanced at Ruan Yan who came out of the operating room: "If my mother hadn't brought a powerful one, I'm afraid you would have become Ming Ming's rations."

The fat man shivered violently: "What, rations?"

"Human meat meal for zombies." The little assistant came over and interjected, "A cowardly and credulous waste burden like you has nothing but such an ending."

He opened his mouth wide and made a fierce bite.

The fat man trembled even more.

Hou Hei: "Okay, don't scare him."

The little girl asked curiously from the side: "Sister Hou, how do you know that group of people can check and balance the doctor?"

Hou Hei smiled triumphantly: "Look at Xiong Zhizhu."

Now who can raise pandas so well and cleanly, besides the boss, who else?

And even if the judgment is wrong, it will not affect the lives of the two sisters. At most, Mingming will not have to worry about the rations for the next week, and they will be happy and relaxed.

Whether you gamble or not, you win, so why not give it a try?

The little assistant let out a long breath: "You made the right bet."

He was so tired of the work assigned by the doctor that he felt nauseous every time he thought about it.

But in troubled times, if you don't be a butcher, you are a lamb. If you don't kill people, people will kill you!

Who would want bloody hands if they could live a simpler and happier life? !

The little assistant sniffed, clasped his hands together and said, "I hope that the souls who died in my hands can reach the Paradise and rest in peace soon...don't scare me in your dreams..."

Hou Hei patted him on the shoulder: "It's all over."

Many times, living is harder than dying, and they are desperately living, just for an illusory belief, for living itself.

so,

Even if you can't find a glimmer of hope in the future, don't look back at your sins.

The little girl glanced behind her and gasped: "Sister Hou, she's here, she's here!"

"Who's here?" Hou Hei moved his feet, bumped into a fluffy thing, lowered his head, and suddenly smiled: "Oh, it's here~"

Yuan Gun sticks out his tongue: No, the Xiong family just came to eavesdrop on your speech.

Brother Jianqiang obediently stood close to Mao Tuanzi and stood at attention: Don't look at Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu is just a pendant without thinking.

"You bitch," an index finger stained with cardamom nail polish directly poked Hou Hei's forehead: "Did you kill my yellow hair!!!"

Hou Hei raised his hand and twisted her against the wall, "What's wrong with me, yellow hair, a ghost, a cancerous tumor, living is a garbage that wastes air and hurts women, you female cousin is still rushing to post it, Are you cheap? You can’t live without a man, right?!”

The two ponytails screamed: "I don't care how I live, you killed my man, you have to pay me!!"

Hou Hei's face became even darker. She stroked her dreadlocks and kicked her ponytails to the ground: "My old lady is so stupid, what are you arguing with a Shakespeare-no-shit thing."

The two ponytails lay on the ground, pounding the ground and kicking their feet, crying: "God! Open your eyes and look at this hateful and vicious shrew, and see how she bullies me, a weak, pitiful and helpless woman!!"

Hou Hei retorted disdainfully, "I am also a woman."

With tears in their tails, the two ponytails scolded angrily: "You are also called a woman, you look like a black whirlwind Li Kui!"

Hou Hei was so angry that he went up to pull her hair.

The little girl helped pull the frame.

The scene was chaotic, Yuan Gun sighed silently on the sidelines.

The movement here also attracted [-] onlookers.

Hou Hei sat on the waist of the double ponytails, his head was smoking with anger: "You men like this kind of bitch?"

Two four five six: ...

Why should a woman embarrass a woman?

Brother Qiangqiang took the opportunity to patch up his hooves: "Then do all you women like this kind of bastard?"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly froze.

Yuan Gun stared at the bear's eyes in a daze, raised his paw and fiddled with the pig's trotter that poked his face: "Huh?"

What happened, what's the matter with Bear.

Shuangmawei was the only one holding a pig farm. She turned her head and glanced at Yuan Gun, and said in a nasty voice: "Bah, I can kick this kind of bastard out of outer space with one kick."

People are not as good as bears, why can a beast be protected by the big boss, she is a beautiful and soft girl who fawns on this and that, all of them are short-lived ghosts, dying faster than him sitting on a rocket, and now she can't get any favors , and be beaten on the ground by this ugly black woman.

This day can't be passed! !

Hou Hei smiled, stood up and stepped aside: "Hey, you can do it, kick it, show it to the big guys~"

"Kick and kick!" The pair of ponytails got up from the ground, patted the ashes of the skirt and pantyhose, and raised their faces to face the muzzles of four black holes.

The two ponytails waved their hands awkwardly, and changed their words: "This, this is difficult to do today, it depends on the direction of the wind, kick three meters against the wind, eight meters with the wind, no wind sewer, dragon whirlwind follow, follow fate..."

The more she talked, the lower her voice became, especially when she met Yuan Gun, who voluntarily ran to her feet, pouting her ass and balling herself into a ball, she was completely silent.

She felt a heat in her nasal cavity, and something flowed out.

Then there was heat on my feet, something...! ! !

"Ah, ah, you bastard!!!" The pair of ponytails hopped and took off their shoes.

Yuan Gun ran away proudly, sticking out his tongue at Little Fenzhu when he passed by.

Brother Qiang twisted his butt and fought back.

At this moment, a flying princess shoe appeared in the sky, and slammed it hard on its ass.

Brother Strong: ...

There was a tall red shoe print on the butt.

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