Chapter 79 The Zombie King is My Ex-Boyfriend 8
"Host, don't think like that."
Xiaobai spoke out, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't have any advanced vocabulary in his head, and after a long time he managed to come up with a sentence:
"You are a perfect match, a top match, a match made in heaven"
Jiang Zhi.........
The emotions that had been accumulated with great difficulty seemed to have cracked a hole and flowed out without leaving any trace. I burst out laughing.
“Where did you learn this?”
Xiao Bai said proudly, "Of course it's the 108 Styles of Love. That's how the heroine comforts the vicious female supporting character."
Well, robots’ brain circuits are still different from those of ordinary people.
Seeing that she was in a much better mood, Xiaobai changed the subject and asked
"Host, is the villain developing a zombie virus serum?"
Jiang Zhi nodded, but also felt a little worried. According to Chen Zhou's words, Li Chuan drew his own blood for research in order to develop the serum, and he was so unrestrained. The zombie virus spread in his body, conflicting with his superpowers and destroying his body. He was afraid that something really would happen one day.
It was another day, and Xie Yu accepted a group of refugees fleeing from the south. The base was in a state of panic, and many secretly resented her decision. Some criticized her for being soft-hearted and not considering the consequences, while others criticized her for being heartless and putting everyone in the base in danger, completely forgetting that it was Xie Yu who had bravely given them shelter in the first place, despite the opposition of many.
Jiang Zhi wanted to contribute and was assigned to check if the refugees had any special abilities or were bitten by zombies.
Upon inspection, it turned out that there was indeed a problem.
"What's wrong with your arm? Pull up your sleeves."
Jiang Zhi said to a middle-aged man.
When the man heard this, he quickly shook his head, subconsciously covered his arms tightly, and stumbled
"I was just very cold, so I put on a little more clothes."
Jiang Zhi raised her head, but the glaring sunlight made it hard for her to open her eyes. She looked at the man again and blinked.
"You seem to be teasing me, pull up your sleeves"
The man reacted more violently, pushing Jiang Zhi away and trying to run away
Jiang Zhi would never let him do what he wanted, so he quickly grabbed his arm and pulled down his sleeve.
"hiss"
The wound was exposed to the sun, and Jiang Zhi frowned uncomfortably and began to retch.
There were three long, red and purple scratches on the man's arm. The edges were festering and oozing with yellow pus. Something was wriggling under the skin in the middle, and when the sun shone on it, it popped out like bamboo shoots after rain.
They turned out to be a bunch of disgusting maggots, gnawing at the rotten flesh on the arm with their mouths open. They were so densely packed that it was horrifying.
The man became more and more agitated, angrily calling her a bitch and then rushing towards Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi was unable to dodge, and the wound on his neck was scratched open by a claw, and his skin and flesh were torn apart in an instant.
The man spat on the ground and gave a hideous smile.
"You stinky bitch, if you want to die, let's die together!"
The refugees were in chaos, some were running away, some were crying, but no one dared to step forward to help Jiang Zhi. In their eyes, Jiang Zhi was a stumbling block preventing them from entering the base.
Jiang Zhi covered her neck, her vision becoming increasingly blurry, as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at her brain. The pain was so severe that she was about to die. The second before she lost consciousness, she saw a pair of eyes that were about to burst open.
Li Chuan held Jiang Zhi's light body in his arms, covering his chest in pain, feeling as if his heart was being gouged out alive. The bloody pain pulled at his nerves, and the bloody taste in his throat filled his entire mind.
Chen Zhou stood not far away, his face anxious, his mouth opening and closing as if he was saying something, but Li Chuan could not hear anything. He looked at the man with red eyes, wishing he could cut him into pieces with one knife after another.
"What are you looking at! I caught you, so what?"
The man was frightened by the look and gave up, shouting
Although he was scratched by zombies, he did not mutate, which means that he is the son of destiny and a hero who can save the world. He doesn't believe that this man dares to kill him.
Li Chuan picked up Jiang Zhi and handed her to Chen Zhou, then drew his scimitar.
Chen Zhou's hand trying to stop him fell in vain, Li Chuan was already walking towards the man with a knife in his hand.
Every step seemed to be stepping on the man's heart.
"What do you want to do?"
The man tried to straighten his back and stammered
Li Chuan didn't say anything, but he exuded a murderous aura, like the god of death from hell.
The scimitar flew out and cut off the man's arm with lightning speed. The arm drew an arc in the sky and finally fell to the ground, covered with dust.
"Ah! Fuck you!"
The man fell to the ground, covering his wound, howling in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, drops of cold sweat running down his forehead to his jaw, gasping for breath to ease the pain, like a dying beast.
Li Chuan didn't even blink, and chopped off the man's right leg with another blow.
The man was afraid to beg for mercy, and his forehead hit the ground, leaving bloody pits. Yellow liquid flowed out between his legs, and the air was filled with the smell of urine.
Someone among the surrounding refugees sneered, and then the crowd erupted in laughter and ridicule.
Unable to bear the immense humiliation and pain, the man raised his neck and slashed towards the machete.
Li Chuan turned and dodged, sheathed his long knife, and smiled grimly. His voice was low and hoarse with a heavy smell of blood.
"Want to die? Don't worry, I won't let you die."
The man collapsed to the ground and breathed a sigh of fear.
He doesn't know that there is a kind of torture in the world called life is worse than death
The man was taken away, and Li Chuan dragged his heavy legs and walked towards the sunken boat step by step.
Chen Zhou was a little worried, and his hands were shaking while holding Jiang Zhi.
"Brother Chuan, are you okay?"
Li Chuan gently raised his eyelids, his eyes red.
"Brother Chuan! Wait, I'm going to find Sister Yu."
Li Chuan grabbed Chen Zhou's hand, took Jiang Zhi's body, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, coughing heartbreakingly.
Chen Zhou was frightened and his voice became louder.
"Brother Chuan?!"
Li Chuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without caring, left a word, and turned to leave with Jiang Zhi in his arms.
"Call Jie Yu to the laboratory"
The girl lying on the hospital bed is quiet and peaceful. If it weren't for the hideous wound on her neck, she would be like a sleeping elf, waiting for the prince to wake her up with a kiss.
"She has no special abilities and no antibodies. I'm afraid..."
Xie Yu took the analyzed blood sample, shook his head dejectedly, and looked at Li Chuan in the corner with concern.
"Draw my blood, any amount is fine."
Li Chuan's throat was in great pain, and his voice was hoarse and trembling, as if it was cut by a sharp blade.
Jie Yu shook his head firmly and refused, shouting with emotion
"Are you going to die?!"
Li Chuan did not answer, but suddenly stood up and walked to the instrument, then stubbornly picked up a needle and started to pierce his arm.
Xie Yu couldn't bear it any longer. Her high heels made a loud noise on the ground. She held her breath and walked over to grab the syringe and threw it to the ground.
"Click"
The needle shattered, and the small fragments splashed into Jie Yu's smooth calf. Blood gushed out and slowly flowed into the heel.
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