Chapter 139 Strange Man 2
Those zombies must have just eaten. There was fresh blood on their bodies, pieces of meat hanging from the corners of their mouths, and disgusting liquid was sliding down as they ran.
The man had a clear goal in mind and ran straight towards the crowd. Seeing more living people, several zombies became more excited and ran over with roars.
"Ah, so scary, there are zombies!"
Sun Hanxue was startled and hurriedly ran to hide behind Chen Qingke.
The man was still muttering, as if he was very angry at the zombies. "Why are you still chasing us? My good friend has been killed by you. You should pray sincerely and ask his spirit to forgive you."
“…”
This guy is so stupid.
There were bloodstains on his white robe, and the smell of blood stimulated the zombies. Almost wherever the man ran, the zombies would follow him.
“Don’t come over here, don’t come over here.” Seeing the man approaching her, Sun Hanxue’s face turned pale and she waved her hands frantically, “Get away from me!”
Chen Qingke originally protected Sun Hanxue behind him, but when he saw the zombies getting closer and closer to him, he pulled Sun Hanxue to his side and hid behind him.
"Chen Qingke, you..."
"Oh! Why are these demons still chasing me? Can anyone help me?"
It was as if he did it on purpose. He would go wherever Sun Hanxue and Chen Qingke hid.
Seeing the scumbag and bitch running around, Liang Yingsheng decided to help.
Just as he was about to attack, Cao Lei raised his pistol and killed two of them, and the rest were taken care of by the others.
"Wow, wow, it's finally quiet. Amen, sin, sin, what's going on with these monsters? Does this count as murder?"
The man sat down on the ground and gasped, "Thank you, thank you, you are such good people."
After seeing this, Liang Yingsheng realized that this man was a mixed-race, with thick eyebrows, long black eyelashes, deep eye sockets, and a stupid light in his dark pupils.
He has a young face, but his beard is longer than Yi Songping's.
"Where are you from, sir?"
Cao Lei asked someone to clean up the zombie corpses and handed over a bottle of water.
The man took it, clasped his hands together, said thank you, unscrewed the bottle cap and started drinking.
"Sir, you haven't answered my question yet."
"Hey, brother, don't worry. I look so different that I'm definitely not from your country, but my mom is. I've been learning your language since I was a kid!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, his thick accent instantly made everyone present laugh.
In fact, it is easy to guess from his clothes that he is from a Middle Eastern country.
"My name is Mansur. My friends in this country call me Aman. I'm from Country D. God bless you, I was a guest at a friend's manor when those demons came out. Unfortunately, his manor fell, and my friend and I fled all the way here..."
He covered his cheeks with his hands and said, "Oh my God! My friend was bitten to death by those demons in order to protect me. Why did those demons do this? Sooner or later, they will be punished by God!"
“…”
He casually leaned close to Liang Yingsheng and whispered, "Is this guy named Mansur mentally ill?"
Liang Yingsheng spread his hands, "Maybe he's superstitious."
That's not possible, that's quite...
However, maybe other countries just respect these things more?
"Mr. Aman, do you have nowhere to go now?"
Aman nodded. "It's all gone. Neither Allah nor Jesus is here to protect me. I'm all alone now. I can't even go back to my country."
It sounds so pitiful.
"If you don't mind, you can leave with us. We are living in a shelter."
Aman's eyes lit up. "Really? This is indeed the country my mother loves so much. The people in this country are so kind."
As he slid down, a strange sound was heard. A'man subconsciously covered his stomach and said, "Sorry, I haven't eaten for a day and a night."
Cao Lei gave him half a steamed bun.
As Aman ate, he sighed, "Good people, you are really good people."
As it got darker, everyone started packing up and preparing to go home.
Aman is a hardworking person. He runs around and jumps everywhere, and asks almost everyone if they need help.
Moreover, he was particularly enthusiastic towards Yi Songping simply because they both had beards.
Cao Lei was in charge of driving back to Jiangnan Middle School, and A'man sat in the back seat with Liang Yingsheng and others in a familiar manner.
"You guys have a good relationship with Uncle Beard, so I'll also have a good relationship with you guys from now on. Although the world has changed, I believe there will always be a day when it will recover. Let me pray for you."
After saying this, he made the sign of the cross on his chest.
Xue Kai was very curious about this friend from the Middle East, mainly because he spoke so funny.
I suddenly understood how foreigners felt when I spoke English.
You must want to laugh, right?
Liang Yingsheng was observing Aman's eyelashes the whole time. They were so thick that women would envy them.
"Aman, how old are you?"
"Beautiful lady, I am 23 years old."
She casually pointed at his beard and asked, "Why is your beard so long when you're so young?"
"Oh, beautiful lady, it's all because of this terrible world that I didn't have the chance to shave! But now I think this beard is particularly sexy, just like that bearded uncle, full of love."
love?
The people in a car subconsciously looked at Yi Songping.
Just the black eye patch makes him look like a pirate.
Do people in Middle Eastern countries have such unique tastes?
Aman is a chatterbox, chattering non-stop along the way, and getting along well with everyone.
Moreover, he seemed to regard himself as a Bodhisattva who saved all living beings and had a compassionate heart towards everyone.
"Then the man-eating demons didn't do it on purpose. We should forgive them. My wish is that one day humans can live in peace with them."
“That’s a great wish.”
Sun Hanxue was speaking in a sarcastic tone.
"Miss, your tone doesn't sound very nice. Do you hate me?"
Perhaps she didn't expect A'man to ask her so bluntly. Sun Hanxue was stunned and pulled the corner of her mouth, "Why should I hate you, Mr. A'man, please don't misunderstand me."
"Miss, I'm an expert at judging people. Why do I feel like you're, as they say in your country, two-faced?"
He scoffed casually and quickly corrected her: "Aman, that's called being two-faced. You are really good at judging people. That woman is really two-faced!"
Seeing himself being praised, Aman scratched his head shyly, "Oh, beautiful lady, I have decided to be good friends with you."
I casually imitated his accent: "Oh, Aman, then I will be your good friend!"
“…”
It turns out that mental illness is contagious.
(End of this chapter)
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