Chapter 461 White Group
Two soft sounds fell into the water.
Everyone turned their heads in unison.
"The person is gone."
The human head floating in the waves gradually sank, and dark liquid seeped out, forming a darker circle of water.
Suddenly, the corpse pushed up and twisted and turned underwater, struggling continuously.
"Is he pretending to be dead?"
"No, it seems like there's something in the water."
Xia Yan squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and soon found a clue - several pale faces that were swollen like steamed buns vaguely flashed under the corpse. They lurked, gathered, and took advantage of the waves to bite the still tight muscles of the corpse.
Fresh blood flowed out of the wound and was carried in all directions by the rolling waves, attracting more and more "monsters".
A huge wave hit, and the corpse was thrown high into the air, revealing clusters of "fat maggots" hanging underneath, each of them tightly packed together, biting tightly, their dead fish-like eyes bulging out grayly, staring inorganically at the living people on the boat.
There was a sound of gasps all around.
“It’s actually a zombie.”
"I didn't expect there were so many in the sea. Who would dare to swim in it?"
"You must be crazy. Even if there are no zombies, there are still many mutated creatures in the sea. Are you sure you dare to go in the water?"
As they were talking, the corpse fell back into the water with a loud bang and a large splash of water. It was at this moment that they silently stared at the dense group of zombies gathered under the water.
"屮!"
The feeling of fear crawled up my spine from the soles of my feet, and my scalp felt like it was exploding.
There was a burst of curses and retreating footsteps on the deck.
It's like walking into a dry toilet on a hot summer day, and then looking down to find a dense mass of maggots, all with their upper bodies erect, staring at you with their headless flesh...
In one word, nausea, vomiting, MMP.
Xia Yan looked away, not wanting to be bullied.
The onlookers near the railing wanted to poke their eyes out, and they hurriedly dispersed with heavy steps, and the deck was in chaos.
In the chaos of people coming and going, people bumped into them from time to time. Xia Yan tried his best to avoid them and found that Chu Wanfu was looking up at something without saying a word.
Xia Yan also looked over and saw a figure leaning against the upper railing with his head half lowered, wiping the gun bit by bit.
He seemed to sense something, and his gaze shifted slightly. After pausing on Chu Wanfu for a second, he looked at Xia Yan.
——Those are a pair of very beautiful eyes.
It's a girl.
She put away her gun and turned to leave.
"Your shooting skills are very accurate." Chu Wanfu's voice was full of admiration, and then he sighed softly with complicated emotions.
"That's pretty cool." Xia Yan agreed.
After most of the people nearby had left, Jing Yimai suggested going back to the room to rest. He took out the room card and said, "Take it as you like."
Xia Yan pulled out a card at random, turned it over and saw Jing Yimai's name written on it.
"This room card is yours," she said.
"Famous?" Jing Yimai flipped the magnetic card in his hand. "My name isn't written on this one."
The two looked at Chu Wanfu, who shook his head.
"I don't have this one either."
Then only the room card in Xia Yan's hand had a name written on it, which seemed to be deliberately arranged by Jing Wenbin.
Jing Yimai's eyes were filled with sarcasm as he exchanged room cards with Xia Yan. "I'm on the third floor, room 15."
Xia Yan and Chu Wanfu's rooms were on the seventh and ninth floors respectively, and the three of them were separated by a long distance.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter."
They looked relaxed and unconcerned. After all, they could send the message back to the hotel at any time. Who could do anything to them?
After a brief farewell, Jing Yimai walked down the stairs and disappeared around the corner.
Chu Wanfu stopped when he reached the upper floor and said, "I'm just taking a look around here. Do you need me to take you back?"
Xia Yan: "No need."
She continued to go up the stairs and looked down when she was about to turn the corner. Chu Wanfu was looking around for someone, and the person he found should be the sniper she had just seen.
She found her room on the seventh floor and was about to swipe her room card when she heard a quarrel next door.
"I knew you had an ulterior motive for coming this time! Tell me, what good stuff has Mr. Bin come up with?"
The voice was artificial and instantly reminded her of a "sister".
"...You're overthinking it. Take a look at the menu first. These dishes are different and require crystal cores to buy."
"Everything we just said...don't change the subject! Why did you tell me to go back after tonight's auction? Didn't you say there would be three auctions in total?
You also said that you would film the finale and inject it to me, hoping that I could accompany you till old age, so why are you--"
drop--
The door opened and the high-pitched voice from next door suddenly stopped.
Xia Yan stepped forward.
"Are you looking for death by shouting so loudly?" the man growled in a suppressed voice.
She closed the door and the sound cut off.
The room was not too big and was simply furnished, but it was clean and there was no unpleasant odor in the air. There was a large window directly opposite, which she tried to open, but to no avail.
She found the bed sheet from the system grid and made it up, then took out her own pillow and quilt. After putting everything in place, she fell on the bed. As she swayed slightly, she gradually fell asleep and slowly closed her eyes.
...
“Knock knock.”
Xia Yan was awakened by a knock on the door.
She opened her eyes, her expression hazy, "...Who?"
The room was a little red, and the shadow of the bed on the ground was long. She turned her head to look at the window. The sky outside was full of red clouds, and it was almost sunset. She realized that she had slept for a long time.
I slept from noon to dusk and had a good sleep.
Xia Yan sat up and suddenly felt a pricking pain in her head, and felt a little dizzy and nauseous. It took her a while to recover.
The aftereffects of sleeping too long.
At this moment, she heard the machine gun-like complaints outside the door -
"Why don't you open the door? Why did you become silent after saying one word? Is her voice really that scary? Huh? If you have the guts, come out and confront me. I'm so good-looking, and you actually said I was scary—"
The door suddenly opened, and a cold face appeared behind it.
"What are you barking about?"
Why is it her?!
The handsome man's expression was stunned, his Adam's apple sliding up and down helplessly. He was forced to swallow the words that were about to burst out. He hesitated for a long time before finally uttering a complete sentence: "You live in this room?"
Xia Yan gave him a warning look and said, "Get away from me! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you into the sea."
The door in front of him closed again. The handsome man touched his nose in frustration, glared at the number plate on it, ran back to his room in shame, and never went out again.
Xia Yan sat back on the bed to calm himself down. He placed his thumb on his solar plexus and pressed it slowly. After the soreness and pain, comfort came over him.
At this time, there was another knock on the door.
She lowered her hand and asked, "Who?"
The person who came couldn't be the little wife next door. Based on her many years of experience in judging people, she knew that even if this person was not convinced, she would do it secretly and would never confront him in person.
"I am Chu Wanfu."
really.
Xia Yan went over to open the door.
Chu Wanfu's gaze naturally fell, without a trace of deviation. "There's a dance party downstairs, do you want to go and watch it?"
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