Chapter Seventy-Three: The Zombie King (Twenty-Eight)
Gu Congxin watched indifferently as his emperor was carried upstairs by someone, and sneered.
Ha, those two scoundrels, all they know is how to spew nonsense.
The next morning, Gu Congxin looked at his two masters again and witnessed firsthand what violent aesthetics truly meant.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Lu Lingjun's attempt to be cool backfired spectacularly.
Lu Lingjun, who had overturned his car, was beaten up by Gu Yanjing. Then he got up and cooked a bowl of noodles for Gu Yanjing as an apology. In the end, the bowl of noodles, which was still as filthy as excrement, was dumped by Gu Yanjing under the tree roots by the window.
Then, Gu Congxin looked at the tree and saw that it seemed, probably, perhaps, a little wilted.
Damn, that's terrifying. How did I survive last time?
That's really lucky, she's incredibly fortunate.
"This is your apology gift to me? A bowl of poison?"
Gu Yanjing looked at the tree, which had lost half its vitality, and then turned to give Lu Lingjun a cool look.
Lu Lingjun also stared at the unruly tree and thought, "This might be a misunderstanding. I didn't order anything else, just boiled noodles in plain water."
Gu Yanjing's lips twitched: "Is that because you have a special talent?"
Lu Lingjun pondered: "Perhaps it is."
Gu Congxin couldn't help but laugh out loud: "hahahaha, what a fucking genius, hahahahaha."
So Gu Yanjing slapped him again, pulling at the wound on his lip, making him wince in pain.
Gu Congxin was buried underground again, right under that withered big tree.
Nan Wan'er rested for a few days and didn't go out. She received a notification from ** asking her to go out with a team of superpowered individuals to collect supplies.
Moreover, this small team, including Nan Wan'er, consisted of only six people. They were going to a place 500 kilometers away to find an old armory and bring back all the weapons stored in that armory.
Nan Wan'er knew someone was trying to trick her when she saw this task.
Six paralyzed men went 500 kilometers away and brought back an armory.
That weapons depot is on someone else's territory.
If they weren't sent to do this, Nan Wan'er would have ripped her head off and used it as a chamber pot for Gu Congxin.
Upon receiving the task, Nan Wan'er immediately contacted a friend who had posted the task and learned that it was all done by the boss.
Who is the boss? Isn't that Hong Yingying's biological father?
Needless to say, this must be Hong Yingying's doing.
Nan Wan'er didn't want to go and planned to ask Gu Yanjing what to do, but she was afraid that Gu Yanjing would be angry and make decisions on her own, which would also expose the ten high-level zombies that Gu Yanjing had placed in the city. She didn't dare to hang around in front of Gu Yanjing for the past few days.
She was afraid that if she went there now, Gu Yanjing would remember her and kill her.
That's not a good deal at all.
I'm going to die, ...!
Nan Wan'er paced anxiously around the room, and then, when she looked up, she saw Gu Congxin with a smug look on his face outside the window.
Her face darkened, and she opened the window to let Gu Congxin in.
"What's wrong?" Nan Wan'er stared at Gu Congxin, who flew in, her little fists clenched tightly.
"His Majesty sent me here, saying I should watch you go through the storyline." Gu Congxin straightened his wings.
I've been eating Lu Lingjun's shit lately, and the fur I finally managed to grow back has gone bald again.
Lu Lingjun is truly a gifted boy with a poisonous side.
Gu Congxin almost didn't make it out alive.
Gu Congxin felt that Gu Yanjing shouldn't have bought the poison that could kill Lu Lingjun from him. It would have been better to have Lu Lingjun cook a bowl of soup and then have Gu Yanjing force-feed it to Lu Lingjun.
If you drink this soup for a hundred or so minutes, Lu Lingjun will probably poison himself to death.
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