Chapter 90, Are you a zombie?
Chapter 90, Are you a zombie?
Zhang Yiming hurriedly looked behind Leng Yebai, and he was relieved that he didn't see Bai Xizhu's figure.
She didn't come.
It's fine if you don't come, it's fine if you don't come.
Everyone can see his filthy appearance, except her.
He can run rampant in hell, but he can't let her see himself like this.
Leng Yebai looked at the man in the white suit who was talking, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
There was a wound on the face of the man in the white suit, and the blood oozing from the wound was not red.
It's black blood.
Are you a zombie?
Leng Yebai frowned, and his eyes looked straight at the black blood on Wang Dongli's face.
In his impression, zombies are all hideous carrion.
The person in front of him is obviously a living person, but the blood flowing out of his face is black.
Congratulations, you got the answer right. Not only am I a zombie, but he...
Wang Dongli's seductive eyes were bent, and before he finished speaking, a hot flame appeared in front of his eyes.
Wang Dongli managed to dodge, and fought with Zhang Yiming again.
Wang Dongli and Zhang Yiming were quick and quick, and they made a deadly move.
Wang Dongli turned his bewitching eyes, dodged Zhang Yiming's attack, and attacked Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai's eyes turned cold, and dense purple lightning spread towards Wang Dongli.
Wang Dongli didn't care about these purple electricity, he couldn't feel the pain, as long as his brain was not damaged, he was still alive.
As for Leng Yebai, as long as he misses a move and gets a little wound by him, he will lose.
After Leng Yebai came, Zhang Yiming's attacks became more and more fierce.
Fiery flames swept through the wind, rushing towards Wang Dongli like a heat wave.
Wang Dongli glanced at Leng Yebai, and hooked the corner of his mouth dangerously. Knowing that the game was over, he didn't face Zhang Yiming face to face.
Very shamelessly ran to Leng Yebai's direction.
Leng Yebai is a third-level power user. His lightning and ice powers can easily penetrate the zombie's brain, but to Wang Dongli, it seems like itching.
With Zhang Yiming as the center, the surrounding ten meters were hit by heat waves, and the scorched earth on the ground was shocking.
Wang Dongli covered it with the cold night white, and the heat wave that was close at hand shrank back.
Zhang Yiming was entangled in hostility, withdrew his power, and attacked Wang Dongli.
Leng Yebai's fingertips overflowed with lightning powers, and hit Wang Dongli unceremoniously.
This time, it wasn't a piece of purple electricity.
The thunder and lightning condensed into a thumb-wide purple whip, and the sharp tip stabbed fiercely at Wang Dongli's temple.
Wang Dongli instinctively sensed a hint of danger, barely dodging Leng Yebai's purple whip, leaving a dark gash on his temple.
Black blood flowed down his cheeks.
Leng Yebai pursed his lips, and attacked Wang Dongli again.
One side is Leng Yebai, and the other side is Zhang Yiming.
Wang Dongli ran in Leng Yebai's direction resolutely, a pair of pale fingers were about to catch Leng Yebai's face.
At this moment, Zhang Yiming arrived, stretched out two equally pale fingers, and poked straight into Wang Dongli's temples.
At the same time, Wang Dongli showed a weird smile, stretched out Leng Yebai's hand and changed direction fiercely, attacking directly behind Zhang Yiming's heart.
Leng Yebai quickly pulled out the dagger, and quickly cut off Wang Dongli's hand.
Well--
Wang Dongli's pupils contracted slightly, before he could see his hand cut off by Leng Yebai, he fell to the ground, motionless.
At Wang Dongli's temple, a dark hole is shocking.
Zhang Yiming held a blood-red crystal nucleus in his palm.
At the same time, Wang Dongli's slender fingers had sunk three points into his heart.
His severed hand was embedded in Zhang Yiming's heart.
Black blood flowed out, staining Zhang Yiming's white casual clothes black.
For a moment, it was not clear whether it was the black blood from Wang Dongli's severed hand, or the blood from the wound on Zhang Yiming's heart.
Zhang Yiming looked down at the broken hand in his heart, stretched out his hand calmly, pulled out the severed hand, and threw it on the ground casually.
A lot of black blood splattered out due to the severed hand being pulled out.
Leng Yebai glanced at the black blood on Zhang Yiming's body, You are a zombie.
This is an affirmative sentence.
Zombies will not die if their hearts are attacked, and they will bleed black blood.
Human blood is red.
Zhang Yiming smiled gently, completely ignoring the wound on his heart, As you can see.
Cold night and white silence.
After killing so many zombies, it was the first time I saw a zombie that looked exactly like a human.
Moreover, there are still zombies with thoughts and memories.
Aren't zombies all mindless monsters!
Leng Yebai frowned, and there was a moment of confusion on his face.
If zombies can also have thoughts and past memories, what is the difference between them and humans?
Or, are they killing zombies, are they killing people!
Leng Yebai was only entangled for a moment, and then he was relieved.
In the last days, you can't help yourself, if you don't kill the zombies, you will be eaten by the zombies.
What do you want, are you going to kill me?
Zhang Yiming squatted down, with his back facing Leng Yebai, and looked down at the high-level zombie brought by Wang Dongli.
It seemed that he was not afraid of Leng Yebai's sudden attack on him.
Or, he wasn't afraid of death at all.
Zhang Yiming didn't look at Leng Yebai, his slender fingers effortlessly pierced the heads of those high-level zombies who could no longer jump, and took out the crystal nucleus.
Why did you kill you? Leng Yebai put the dagger back into its sheath.
Zhang Yiming is Xiaozhu's classmate, even if he wanted a high-level crystal nucleus, he would not kill him.
Xiao Zhu is so kind, she will not be happy.
What's more, just now Zhang Yiming retracted the flame because he was afraid of accidentally hurting himself, otherwise he would not be injured.
Hearing Leng Yebai's answer, Zhang Yiming paused slightly, with a bitter look on his face.
Can you, don't tell Xiaozhu that I am... Zhang Yiming was still squatting on the ground to take the crystal nucleus, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.
He would rather die than let her know his identity.
As long as you don't hurt my family, I can abide by this agreement. Leng Yebai said.
The words 'my family' made Zhang Yiming's body stiff for a moment.
Zhang Yiming's gentle face was full of bitterness.
How could he hurt the Bai family!
Okay, no matter what happens, I won't hurt...the Bai family. Zhang Yiming said softly.
The phrase your family is really hard to say.
Leng Yebai didn't care, after all, he was a rival in love, and it would be pretty good if he didn't fight.
All the high-level zombie crystal cores were taken out by Zhang Yiming, and his white casual clothes were also stained with black blood beyond recognition.
Leng Yebai glanced at the black blood on Zhang Yiming's body, and stopped talking.
The wound will heal after absorbing the crystal nucleus.
Zhang Yiming thought that Leng Yebai was asking about his wounds.
Low-level zombies will have rotting bodies, and when they devour enough flesh and blood, they will gradually evolve into high-level zombies.
If high-level zombies can devour some supernatural beings, they will become more and more powerful.
At the same time, their rotting bodies will change, becoming more and more flexible and more like... people.
This is what Zhang Yiming has observed since the end of the world. Therefore, he is keen on searching for high-level zombies, hoping to find out how zombies can evolve into adults.
...Do you usually go to the bathroom? Leng Yebai asked suddenly.
Zhang Yiming: ...
? Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a punch card.
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