[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Mu Chengfeng instinctively felt that he had caused trouble, and he was still a brown candy that he couldn't get rid of.

Does Luo Ning like him that much?No matter what, he refused to leave.

This made him a little helpless, if he really wanted to do it, he couldn't continue the fight, and he couldn't even scold him. Mu Chengfeng had never felt so strenuous.

He simply went to find another car, but if it didn't work, he walked away.

Luo Ning also found out his intention, and he didn't understand why Mu Chengfeng rejected him like this, he was a little sad.

He also chased after him, but a gust of cold wind swept past behind him, and a dangerous intuition made Luo Ning's hairs stand on end. Relying on this instinct, he rolled to the side.

Having escaped the attack, he lay on the ground, facing a zombie with a broken arm. The ugly appearance made Luo Ning feel cold all over his body.

Hiding back in panic, picked up a big rock and threw it, and quickly wanted to get the knife.

But the speed of the zombies was very fast, and the wind was about to roll over again, making Luo Ning unable to dodge in time, stunned, as if falling into an abyss, the feeling of death filled his brain at this moment, he thought that he might directly enter the next one The world is over, how painful it is to be bitten to death by zombies.

Time seemed to stand still, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, cutting off the other arm of the zombie. Mu Chengfeng's long knife was about to cut at the neck of the zombie, but the zombie was obviously very flexible. He arrived behind Mu Chengfeng.

The bloodshot bones were exposed on the terrifying face, and there was a hoo hoo from its throat. It was irritated by Mu Chengfeng, who prevented him from eating the tender meat. go.

Mu Chengfeng's eyes were cold and his expression was cold. This zombie is a second-level speed type, and it is much more difficult to deal with. The zombie almost bit Luo Ning just now, and his heart couldn't help but get angry. weakness.

The long knife cut off the zombie's leg, and the blade passed through the zombie's throat.

Mu Chengfeng wiped the blood off his hands in disgust, and kicked it away with a cold face. Seeing that Luo Ning was stunned, he walked over with strides.

With a firm tone, he said, "How are you?"

There was only the smell of blood in the air, the surroundings became quiet, he was safe, and when he realized it, Luo Ning was stunned for two seconds, then blinked, flattened his mouth, and cried.

The eye sockets were red, and the end of the eyes were also red, more like a rabbit, crystal clear teardrops slipped from the side of the face, the moist eyes seemed to have lost their light, they were out of breath, whimpered, and did not yell out, But it is easier to soften the heart, looking pitiful and cute.

Luo Ning only felt scared, walked around the edge of death, his legs were a little weak now, he had only seen zombies in movies before, facing it for real, it was more terrifying than in movies, broke through Luo Ning's psychological endurance Ability, zombies are so ugly, he doesn't want to be bitten.

Obviously he is quite strong and would not cry so embarrassingly, but for some reason, he always feels that he has become a lot more delicate now, as if he has been pampered without limit, and he can't stop crying.

Mu Chengfeng was dumbfounded, why did he start crying, like a child, he said awkwardly: "Don't cry."

"Don't worry about it." Luo Ning turned around, wiped her eyes, her little nose was red.

Seeing the teardrops swirling on Luo Ning's chin, Mu Chengfeng felt inexplicably irritable. If he was more aggressive, the other party might cry even more fiercely.

After a long time, he sighed and frowned. After struggling and hesitating, he slowly stretched out his palm and stroked Luo Ning's hair. There are so many zombies, why are you still afraid, didn't you miss the bite, you see how many pieces he was broken into."

While speaking, she wiped away Luo Ning's tears. Her soft face was warm and delicate, like a bun, as if a light pinch could leave traces.

At this time, it was slightly red, and for some reason, Mu Chengfeng's Adam's apple moved, and his mouth felt a little dry, as if he leaned in to take a bite.