Wasn't It Supposed to Be a Yandere? Why Are You Sneaking Kisses on the Beautiful Host?

Burning the็‰็’ƒ็› of the Heavenly Dao, he was thrown into small worlds to serve his punishment. Holding a grudge, the little lamp wick decides that since the Heavenly Dao has abandoned him, he will cl...

Chapter 67 The Beautiful Zombie in the Boss's Arms (19)

"Zombie, bro, I don't want to do this anymore, I'm too scared."

Li Hao wanted to run away.

He was surrounded by several people.

"You've signed the agreement and taken the money. If you don't do it, you'll be seeing the King of Hell right now!" A gun was pointed at Li Hao's forehead, making him tremble with fear.

"No, no, no, big brother, I'll go in, I'll go in." Li Hao was timid and afraid of death, so he could only place his hopes on Wang Peng.

Wang Peng also looked flustered.

Forced into the experimental chamber, the two were essentially thrown into it.

They helped each other in, trembling as they went inside. Looking at the zombie on the operating table from afar, they were terrified and their eyes widened. It was a real zombie! What should they do?

Li Hao hugged Wang Peng, trembling as he asked, "What should we do? I don't want to die. The city on the ground is like the King of Hell! It's too terrifying."

Wang Peng's voice trembled as he said, "Let's take a look, we'll just hide in a corner and tell them we can't do it."

Li Hao: "...Okay."

Approach cautiously, lest a zombie suddenly leap up and devour them.

Li Hao was shocked when he saw the zombie's face. He saw Wang Ting admiring the portrait every day, but this face... Damn, it should just be similar, right? The zombie looks like a man, but the image is female.

Wang Peng: "Damn, is he the person in the picture?"

Li Hao: "Yes, it looks a bit like that, but isn't that a woman?"

Wang Peng: "Did they not specify whether the mutant was male or female?"

Li Hao: "I'm going!"

Wang Peng: "They've all turned into zombies, should we meddle in their business?"

Li Hao: "Try shouting?"

Wang Peng: "No, what if we anger him and he eats us?"

Li Hao: "Didn't the precautions say he couldn't unlock it?"

Wang Peng: "What if? Forget it. It's better to save ourselves than to take a chance. Let's see if they can let us go tonight. If we can leave, we'll run away immediately."

Li Hao nodded in agreement.

Wang Peng: "Wait a minute, the mutant told us not to hurt him, so did he know he was a zombie all along? He can make people disappear out of thin air, so raising zombies doesn't seem so bad..."

Li Hao's eyes widened: "Holy crap!"

The little zombie is so hungry, so hungry, so hungry...

Two more people came in.

Stinky human!

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With a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers and his right hand gripping the steering wheel, he drove into town. There had been a roadblock earlier, requiring him to fill out a bunch of forms. What a pain!

They crashed through the boom and came in.

As the car drove down the street, it was surprising to see that there were still people running shops, which was indeed a rare sight in the apocalypse.

He knew about the city on the ground.

It's a case of the wicked eating the wicked.

There are shady dealings everywhere.

He only came here because he heard there was a piece of imperial green jade. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to this lousy place even if you invited him.

No one can take his imperial green jade. Now that he's here, it's definitely his. There's no chance of anything going wrong!

He needs to grow more vegetables and fruits in the space so that he can find the little zombie and fatten him up.

Remembering that the little zombie hadn't finished his cigarette and wanted to light another one, I stubbed it out, parked the car on the side of the road, and went into a noodle shop.

Wang Ting was cleaning up the mess left by the previous table of guests.

He turned around.

My knees buckled.

The plate in his hand also broke.

Big boss.

What's he doing here?

Qin Zhi had met many people in the past few months, but his memory wasn't good enough to remember them all. Seeing Wang Ting looking at him with a fearful gaze, a coldness settled between his brows.

I couldn't be bothered to talk to her.

Looking at the menu, I ordered a bowl of noodles without any side dishes.

The chef was cooking inside. Wang Ting shakily cleaned up the broken plates, not even daring to ask Qin Zhi for the bill. Holding the bill, she hesitated, hesitated, and hesitated again.

In the end, I had to ask a colleague to help deliver it.

She truly dared not approach this living devil.

His appearance made her want to quit her job and leave this place.

Qin Zhi hadn't even taken two bites of his noodles when a group of people surrounded him, pointing guns at him. The customers in the shop all ran away in fright, and the waiters hid in the kitchen.

Qin Zhi paused for two seconds, then casually picked up his chopsticks and started eating noodles.

The captain pressed a gun to Qin Zhi's forehead and handcuffed his right hand, which was holding his noodles. "You're under arrest for trespassing into the city!"

Just as they were preparing to take the man to prison.

The man chuckled softly, and the handcuffs unlocked themselves without a key. Qin Zhi raised his thin, cold eyes, his smile dangerous. "Are you sure you want to arrest me?"

The captain was completely dumbfounded.

Looking down at the handcuffs, I saw that the lock cylinder had melted and was broken.

He thought he had a broken pair of handcuffs.

I'm planning to change it again.

Qin Zhi smiled slightly.

Activating their wood-based supernatural abilities, the branches of the pothos plants in the shop grew wildly, binding everyone together like wires, even though they were things that could be easily broken.

The captain glared.

He struggled but couldn't break free. He was also a second-tier wood-type, impossible!

Qin Zhi tied everyone together, made them watch him finish the bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "I heard you have an Imperial Green Crystal Core here?"

The captain glared: "Who are you?!"

Qin Zhi: "Three."

Captain: "Let us go right now! Otherwise, you'll never leave the surface city!"

Qin Zhi: "Two."

With each number called out, the vines tightened their grip, causing many to struggle to breathe. Even the second-tier wood-type captain was finding it difficult, his face turning bright red and then faintly turning purple.

"one."

The vines tightened, and the suffocating pressure left the group of people completely defenseless.

One of the soldiers couldn't take it anymore; the fear of death made him blurt out the location: "Medical pod! Patrol! Patrol!"

"Where is the patrol station?" Qin Zhi asked.

Soldier: "Go straight along this road for 500 meters, then turn right, then go straight to the four intersections, and finally turn left!"

Everyone thought Qin Zhi would let them go, but the devil just smiled at you and in the blink of an eye, all the people who had broken in disappeared.

Wang Ting was almost fainting.