Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Places like large supermarkets, which usually have a lot of traffic and fast circulation of goods, naturally have their own warehouses.In the last days when supplies are scarce, even though it has only been two weeks, there are already people who occupy the land in the supermarket.

However, some people occupy the material points, know how to share, and attract new people into the group.Some people, those dregs of society who have nothing to do in peacetime, are lucky to occupy a place like a supermarket, and naturally let the dark side that had no chance to explode occupy their hearts.

This is probably one of the reasons why he was threatened by others. Mo Ze stood by the shelf in the snack area on the second floor of the supermarket, watching helplessly as Chen Simeng was held hostage by two bad boys with tattoos, and put the crossbow in his hand on the ground.

"Very good, I give you two options: [-]. Join us and become our slaves! [-]. Die now!" The watermelon knife in his hand was still trembling with nervousness, but it still touched Chen Simeng's smooth skin with a sharp blade Draws a wound that heals in the blink of an eye.

In Moze's eyes, the two novice gangsters who obviously have little experience are not as threatening as the black back beside Leng Yan.With the help of that dog, Leng Yan found the fresh beef. Since it had been stored in the depths of the supermarket freezer, the temperature in the frozen freezer was still below zero, which made it easy for "Feng". With a keen sense of smell, he found fresh meat that was different from carrion.

Alex, on the other hand, collects all kinds of fantasy and martial arts in the book area that almost no one pays attention to. For these things that cannot be explained by science, Alex believes that they are good medicine for activating thinking.

This also led to the situation of separation, and Mo Ze didn't want Chen Simeng to get too close to him. When the two were separated by a shelf, the current awkward situation appeared.

"How many of you are there?" Holding up his hands to prove that he was "incapable of resisting", Mo Ze slowly walked towards the two gangsters who were kidnapping Chen Simeng.

The scheduled meeting time is [-] pm, which is still early. Moze can play with two unskilled gangsters for a while. Although it is boring, it is much more interesting than simply looking for supplies.

"Seventeen! Our boss has a gun, how about it? Join us? Make sure your life is more comfortable than now!" The gangster who helped restrain Chen Simeng was triumphant, probably brainwashed by their so-called boss since peacetime Ignorant boy.

As for Chen Simeng, seeing what Mo Ze meant, he was restrained by the two of them very cooperatively, and from time to time, he wandered between Mo Ze and the gangster with pitiful eyes.

This made the little bastard who hugged him a little bit uncontrollable. The body in his arms was not like those rough men in the group and the women who were forced to join in the same way a few days ago. There was a sour smell from not being able to take a bath for a long time. taste.It was a very faint warm fragrance. Although he knew that he was a man, and his appearance was cute, he was obviously different from women. The punk still couldn't restrain his body's natural reaction.

Especially when the flexible muscles exercised by Chen Simeng's parkour slid under the clothes and felt by the palms, the gangster's breathing was obviously much heavier than before, which made Moze want to laugh.

They're all men, so naturally they don't know what's going on with that little bastard, but you're too unfocused, right?Although you look like you are only in your 20s, which is the age of youth, but you shouldn't have such a big feeling for a teenager, right?

Sure enough, homosexuality is perverted.

Mo Ze curled his lips in disgust, slowly lowered his arms, and asked casually, "Then where are the rest of you now?"

"The daily necessities area on the third floor, there are many comfortable beds. If you join, you will definitely not have to sleep on the cold and dirty ground like outside!" He seemed to find his words very attractive, and the little gangster even nodded slightly. nodded.

However, he didn't know that Moze didn't sleep on the cold ground, but slept on a warm and clean bed under the premise of enjoying freedom, even though it was someone else's bed.

But when the master's life and death are uncertain, Moser just sleeps in the bed of their house. Moser thinks this is very fair, at least they have maintained the normal decoration of their house.

"What do we need to pay? As you said, slave?" He walked forward slowly with a smile, maybe because the aura around Moze was too easygoing, neither of the two punks noticed that the man with a gentle smile The young man has already reached the place where he is only an arm away from him.

"He is responsible for serving us. If anyone has special needs, we must also meet them, but you are all men, so you shouldn't have to worry about this problem..." At the end, even the little gangster himself was thinking carefully. Guys who are not sexually oriented.

In other words, if they see these two teenagers, can they keep their sexual orientation unchanged.

In the fresh food area, Leng Yan led the dog out of the warehouse marked "Customer Stop", holding a large bag of bright red beef in his hand.He was asking Mo Ze with body language what happened, why two people he had never met held Chen Simeng hostage, and Mo Ze chatted with them so naturally.

Could it be that Mo Ze was so happy because Chen Simeng was kidnapped?He should not be such a person.

Shrugging his shoulders, Leng Yan obviously misunderstood what he meant, just as Heibei also barked after seeing the stranger.This surprised the two punks and turned their heads at the same time. Chen Simeng, who had been restrained for a long time, directly kicked the back of the punk's head. The little gangster who was kicked unconscious fell to the ground.

Touching his neck that was scratched just now, Chen Simeng slapped the other gangster the moment he turned his head.It's not the level of just hitting a red mark on the face, but the strength that can directly knock people out.

Mo Ze shook his head in pain for them, picked up the crossbow and various wafers on the ground, and walked towards Leng Yan.

"Yo? Beef? That means the sand tea sauce we found is useful? Or do you want to eat fried or stewed? It might be a bit troublesome to stew... there is not so much fuel..."

"What were you doing just now? Are those two dead?"

Theoretically, he is not dead, but after seeing Leng Yan pull out the dagger, Moze shook his head and lied to his conscience: "I probably won't be able to wake up."

The people on the third floor also heard those ferocious barks. For them, it was almost the same as hearing the dying wail of food.The door of the freezer was locked, and the arm-thick metal lock would definitely not be opened without an oxygen cutter. The gangsters who hadn't eaten meat for more than a week almost lost the strength to exercise on the bed with the slaves.

Although there are a lot of canned meat and ham sausages in the supermarket, they are not real fresh meat. If there is a dog, there may be someone. If it is a beautiful woman, then...

The gangster laughed obscenely, swallowed the saliva secreted by appetite and lust, picked up the fire ax by the bed, and rushed to the second floor with three strong men.

It's a pity that there are no beautiful women, but there is a big dog, a black back that can eat at least two meals.What the gangster hates the most are those good dogs with noble bloodlines. They are obviously just a beast, but their lives are better than their own.Now, without the protection of your master, let's see how arrogant you beasts are.

As for the three seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys standing next to them, they were not taken seriously by the gangsters.

The one holding the crossbow doesn't look like a horn that can be ruthless. The one holding the dog and lifting the meat has a lot of ruthlessness, but only has a short knife like an ornament in his hand.Not to mention the blue dress standing beside him, if it weren't for the obvious muscle shape of the skeleton and chest, the bastard would have regarded him as a girl.

Who asked him to wear a hood, and his bangs almost covered his eyebrows. A man with such long hair is not far behind if he is not a pussy.

Looking at myself again, with a height of 1.7 meters and three strong muscles under the clothes, plus the three burly men who are about the same size as him behind him, these three poor creatures can only be obedient.

Leaving aside what cold words would think, Moze alone was enough to laugh at these guys for an afternoon. A 1.7-meter-three burly man, you are ashamed to say that I am ashamed to listen!