Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

The seven youths appeared to have come prepared, and two of them were holding police shotguns.Looking at the familiar pattern, it is presumed that it was looted from the escort of the armored van.

Otherwise, in China, where guns are completely banned, where will ordinary people get guns?Even if those seven youths looked like punks, it was impossible to get a gun in peacetime.

Those who can really find firearms through various channels, none of them will be like these little gangsters, who are covered in tattoos, and only wear a vest in winter, just to show tattoos to play a non-existent deterrent effect.

It may be very effective for honest people who dare not cause trouble, but Moser has never considered himself an honest person.It was easy to say before, but now after being infected by the virus, I feel the violence that has been suppressed in the depths of my mind, just like the stubborn weeds described in ancient poems. The presence.

No longer entangled with Chen Simeng who was sticking to him like Siamese twins behind him, Mo Ze glanced at the sarcasm that simulated a saw blade, and said with a smile: "After they do it later, how about seeing who kills more? "

Not only did he look back in surprise at Mo Ze, who didn't seem to be joking, but even a trace of disbelief flashed in the depths of Alex's eyes.When he absorbed two infected people on the highway, Alex was a little strange, but now he is more sure that blv has affected the proper survival because of the host's way of thinking, and began to subtly transform the host's nervous system .

It is too easy for a small virus to change a person's personality, suppress the secretion of hormones in the sagging glands, and isolate part of the prefrontal cortex from controlling the body.No matter how gentle and gentle a person is, he will become crazy in the absence of suppressing sex hormones.

Of course, the virus on Moze will not take such a decisive step, it just makes his host become decisive, it does not affect the host's original intention, but magnifies his original intention.

Just like Chen Simeng, who used to have only a little gratitude to Mo Ze, but now he has become a little follower who can't wait to stick to Mo Ze all the time.

Alex really wanted to see their memories without hurting the two, and what happened to make the two teenagers awkwardly look like this.

Shaking his head slightly, Alex pushed away the two young men holding guns with the same walking posture as usual, and walked straight into G City, which was once one of the Huaxia Special Economic Zones.

"Cut... don't you want to fight? You still want to spread fire. You are so cute! You fucking let go and hear!" Retracting the simulated horny weapon from his body, Moze stepped hard on the one between his legs Foot, angrily cursed: "How many times are you going to let me say it! Don't! Hold me like this outside! It's best not to do it at any time!"

The virus has accepted it, but the consciousness is still unwilling to accept that someone is so close all the time, it feels too disgusting, and it is not necessary, why stick so tightly!

"Master..." With a crying voice, Chen Simeng let go of his arm pitifully, and after Mo Ze took the first step, he gently held the palm that swayed naturally: "Don't hug, hold hands Just fine."

This time, Moze didn't make any big reaction, just shook it vigorously, and let the tightly clenched palm grab him.

As for Chen Simeng, who has improved his coquettish skills after seeing the blood thorns, the sneering words of the onlookers also sighed with unknown meaning, as if he was sympathizing with Mo Ze's experience, or he seemed to be thinking of something else What.

Those gangsters were naturally unwilling to be ignored for so long, a young man holding a gun suddenly pulled the slide, and the sound of the shotgun being loaded made the three people who were still in the encirclement look away unkindly.

Chen Simeng is still enjoying Mo Ze's rare compromise.Mo Ze was thinking that if Chen Simeng found a girlfriend, would he not be so clingy to himself.Leng Yan was observing the scarlet meat tubes on his saw blade, which seemed to be filled with liquid, and whenever they moved, they would become hard, like hydraulic rods.

The things they were concentrating on were interrupted, how could the three of them give them a good look, even if they had guns, it was nothing.

Chen Simeng has already demonstrated with his body that even if a big hole is opened in his chest and all vital organs are smashed, he can still recover in just ten seconds.

This is the healing response of what Alex calls "the weakest archetypal ever."

"With all due respect, Alex should be talking about the three of you."

"Master, can I kill them? Are you willing to let me kill them?"

"Moze, two choices, kill them and leave or leave directly, which one should you choose?"

At the same time, the two gave the right to choose to Moze standing in the middle, especially the nonchalant tone of Yan Yan, making Moze think that he was in an rpg game for a while, make a choice, and then fight with his teammates Let's fight monsters together...

The little gangster who felt that he was completely ignored by them couldn't help but shot the ground in front of Mo Ze, pretending to be frightened, but in fact he was only pitying the little gangster. Ze said: "I have bullets here! Don't think it's an empty gun! Hurry up and leave everything on me! Including clothes!"

A young man with small eyes who had been staring at Chen Simeng just now narrowed his eyes, and after whispering a few words in the ear of the young man who was speaking, he saw the young man cursed in a low voice with disgust on his face: "I know how to play with men all day long!" abnormal!"

"So? What's wrong with the bullets?" Moze suddenly thought of joking after glancing at the cold words.

Anyway, in this world now, time is the least valuable.

"Aren't you in a hurry to see your parents?" Despite what he said, Leng Yan still shrugged his shoulders, as if listening attentively.

"If I say kill and leave, do you dare to do it?"

Smiling slightly, before the young man with small eyes could react, Leng Yan had already stabbed his heart with a saw blade, swung his arm, and asked, "What do you think?"

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and none of the young people could clearly see what happened, but the dust on Moze's face showed that this young man who was talking and laughing just now had an extremely terrifying degree of evolution.

The tentacles stuck into the ground, kicked out, stabbed the target, the tentacles pulled the body back, and stood at the original place with a sneer, all done in one go.

Killing, that's all.

In the absence of legal restrictions, the fragile moral constraints are not worth mentioning under the killing instinct of predators.

If the ancient humans who lived in the distant past prayed and cried for their prey every time they hunted, there would be no hypocrisy today.

Looking at the still twitching corpse on the ground, Moze felt as if he, too, liked watching life go by before his eyes.As long as they have no intersection with me and plan to be enemies with me, it seems that only their death is the best destination for me.

There was a gunshot, and the slow flight of bullets in his vision made Moze, who was completely accustomed to dynamic vision, raise his shield.The youth behind him also rushed forward, their bodies more or less simulated, but compared to themselves, they were still too weak.

Moze, who threw out the dagger in the scabbard on his chest and hit a young man in the eye, finally understood what Alex wanted to tell him.Fighting with his body, defending with his body, Moze could even feel his muscles trembling slightly with satisfaction when the blood splashed on his body.

A feeling of comfort welled up from the soles of his feet, and the sneak attack behind him also made Moze let out a mocking laugh.So it's okay, isn't it good to live?

The claws of the left hand grew closer together, and the sharp barbs stopped in mid-air before piercing the attacker's body.

The tip is only one finger away from Leng Yan, and with a little force, the sharp barbs will penetrate his body.But he blocked behind him without hesitation, not noticing the unintentional attack from his friend at all.

Feeling the chill around him, he looked down coldly, and then showed an indifferent smile: "I knew I could trust you."

"Don't believe it too much! What if you can't stop the car!"

"That's okay, there are still so many blood bags anyway." The tentacles smashed the young man's body, and the muddy meat sauce entered Leng Yan's body with the fusion of cells, leaving only the impurities that once existed in the young man's body.

"Actually, I don't really care about myself. Anyway, I already died once when I was seven years old, and now I can die by your hands..." Moze stopped the cold words with his eyes and wanted to continue talking, Moze's warning was full of meaning shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you die in my hands, then I can only be worthless for you."

Although I don't know what happened when Leng Yan was seven years old, because he had already moved to City C, which was far away from City S, but he seemed to hear a few important words on the phone between his mother and his own mother.

But it's been a long time, and at that time, I didn't have any contact information for cold words, so I had to give up.

Just remember there seemed to be something about criminals escaping from prison, revenge, the same guy or something.

Another part of the past that I don't want to talk about...

Glancing at Chen Simeng who was standing beside him with his hands behind his back, Mo Ze shook his head, and after absorbing a few corpses on the ground, he turned around to block Chen Simeng who was rushing towards him.

"Chen Simeng, where are your parents?"

"It's dead...Master, don't worry about them, I seem to be driven out of the house by them." The tone was so relaxed that he didn't seem to be talking about his parents, Chen Simeng was not discouraged when he was blocked by Mo Ze with his hands, and hugged Mo Ze With the palm still stained with blood, he stretched out his tongue and gently licked away the thick, salty liquid.

The feeling of the soft tongue passing over the fingertips was very strange, and I couldn't help but use the tentacles to clean up the dirt on my body during the battle, and then dragged my palm to Alex who had been waiting not far away: "Let's go! Do you want to smell the blood a little longer?"

"Owner"