It's like this again, there's always something different from what's written in the script.
"Little guy, come here." Shen Fan waved to the clowns.
The clowns and eight weirdos ran over happily.
The clowns who had taken a bath were not ugly at all, and were even somewhat cute, like delicate pieces of jade.
——Yes, it would be better if you didn’t open your mouth.
Bu Tiange thought coldly.
Chen Fan gently stroked the clown's wet hair, with a hint of charm in his eyes, "Go play with Uncle Zhao."
The clown curled his lips and said, "Dad, I don't like him."
"You will like him." Chen Fan said gently, but Bu Tiange heard it as a clear threat.
Zhao Yan endured the severe pain and said, "Chen Fan, you can't kill me, so you use a child to insult me?"
"Are you looking for death?" The clowns stared at Zhao Yan, and their childish voices suddenly became cruel.
The heat of the flames dispelled the cold. Zhao Yan moved his arms, but before he could use his special powers, the clown monsters opened their bloody mouths and strangled his neck with their long tongues.
One of Zhao Yan's eyes was covered in blood, while the other was wide open, almost popping out of its socket.
Bu Tiange was prepared and looked away a second before the clowns stuck out their tongues.
It’s better for her to watch less of such eye-catching scenes.
Chen Fan smiled with satisfaction and patted the clown's head, "Okay, that's it."
The clowns obediently let go of Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan opened his mouth wide, but not a single syllable came out.
With a "bang", he collapsed on the hospital bed, with a huge bloody hole in his neck and blood gushing out.
A few minutes later, he began to twitch all over and the wound turned blue and black.
The clown blinked his eyes and asked innocently, "Dad, will he die?"
Shen Fan glanced at Zhao Yan, his eyes filled with deep meaning.
He said, “No.”
Bu Tiange said quietly, "You want to turn him into a zombie and use him for your own purposes."
Chen Fan walked up to her, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from your eyes."
Bu Tiange raised his head and said bluntly, "Using such means will kill everyone."
Host, have you finally found your conscience?
The system burst into tears.
"So what if I kill everyone? Aren't you still here?" Shen Fan said, hugging her waist habitually.
"Don't talk nonsense to me." Bu Tiange stood up and moved away, sneering, "If we kill them all, who will support the operation of the base? Those zombies?"
The base is supported by hundreds of thousands of refugees. Once they die, the base will collapse. There is no benefit in turning the base into a ghost town.
After all, her goal is not to destroy the world, but to establish a new order.
She could tolerate Chen Fan for a while, but...
Bu Tiange pinched his neck, which was still aching slightly.
She will destroy him sooner or later!
The system's relieved laughter stopped abruptly.
"Host, can you have a little humanity?"
"Didn't I?" Bu Tiange asked back.
She was about to save an entire base from the villain. Isn't that merciful enough?
Shen Fan thought for a moment and said happily: "You are right."
As the virus continued to infect, Zhao Yan began to roar and slap his head in pain.
Bu Tiange pulled out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at his head and shot him.
Blood splattered everywhere.
"I was wondering..." she said, "Have you ever experienced this kind of pain?"
Shen Fan was silent.
The clowns stood beside the bed, staring at Zhao Yan intently.
The splattered blood dripped onto his face. He reached out to wipe it off and put his bloody fingers in his mouth to suck.
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