Level 2 zombies are still too weak. If they encounter a truly powerful enemy, they will definitely be torn to pieces.
Just as Fu Sang tried to stand up, he discovered that his legs were immobile and he could only lie on the ground.
"——"
Such cute legs~!!!
Even though low-level zombies don't have pain receptors, this is still ridiculous! Their legs are broken before they even set out!
Fu Sang was filled with resentment and even wanted to punch the ground.
At this moment—
A human coughing sound came from not far away, and a person walked out of the dusty street, a submachine gun in his hand.
Blood was flowing from the man's head. He looked up and saw Fu Sang lying on the ground, and spat out a curse.
"Damn it! You're still not dead! I'll beat you to death!"
Fu Sang sensed something was wrong and tried to get up.
Sure enough, the man raised his submachine gun and pointed it at her head, preparing to fire ruthlessly.
Sudden--
The tall man's eyes widened, his body stiffened, and the next moment his head fell onto the cobblestone street.
Fu Sang's pupils contracted slightly, and he propped himself up with his hands to look ahead.
All I saw was...
A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the billowing dust, his long legs moving gracefully.
The young man was dressed in a black shirt and casual pants, with one hand in his pocket. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, like an immortal who had never been touched by worldly affairs.
It's unbelievable that there are such handsome and clean-looking humans in the apocalypse.
The boy's eyes were brownish-red, as beautiful as glass, and his skin was exceptionally white, while his thin lips were a lovely deep red.
He was like a noble young man straight out of a comic book, exuding an elegant and aristocratic air that made people only dare to secretly watch and admire him.
Fu Sang stared blankly as the boy approached and stopped a few steps away from her.
The boy looked around at his surroundings, then turned his gaze back to the 'thing' lying on the ground.
In a short while.
The boy tilted his head slightly and parted his thin lips to ask, "Human? Zombie?"
The girl lying in the ruins had heterochromatic red eyes and skin that was a cold, grayish-white, characteristic of zombies.
However, the girl's delicate face was only covered with a little dust, without any defects. Apart from her pupils and skin color being different from ordinary people, she was no different from a human.
That's why the boy asked that question.
[Host, we've detected that he's the little darling. Hurry up and pounce on him!]
Fu Sang did indeed have the idea of rushing forward.
The boy emanated a faint, pleasant fragrance that made her feel strangely hungry.
I really want to... *sobs*, eat him up!
Fu Sang couldn't help but lick his lips, staring intently at the boy.
The boy, despite being stared at so intensely by her, showed no sign of panic or discomfort. Instead, he walked up to her and half-squatted down.
"Looks like zombies."
As he spoke, the boy raised his hand and pinched her chin, making her tilt her head back.
Fu Sang instinctively wanted to grab him, but then he thought that if he scratched him, he would turn into a zombie, which would be terrible.
"Hehe~!" Let me go.
The handsome young man smiled faintly, leaned closer to her, and stared into her red eyes.
"My name is Jun Li Ci, and from now on you are mine."
She was such an interesting little zombie; the moment he saw her, he wanted to possess her and hide her away.
Fu Sang stared wide-eyed at the clear red eyes, a sound of protest escaping his throat.
My little darling is so bossy, does he treat her like a pet?
Jun Licheng looked up at her legs, his handsome brows furrowing slightly, and said, "Your legs are broken..."
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