A Fake Holy Mother In The Zombie Apocalypse

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It should be that when the zombies broke out, there was a mess everywhere, and a few of them escaped from the prison.

Bei Nuan is relieved, the plot is not crooked at all, exactly the same as the original book.

The three who came in were all human beings.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's not a human being, it's easy to get a few zombies if Lu Xing is late.

Seeing three prisoners put in, a woman screamed, screaming again and again, as if she had seen a monster.

"What about your sister?" One of the five-and-three sturdy prisoners raised his head and glared at her.

The woman dared not say anything at once.

Lu Xingchi helped them put the injured person down on the wooden bench and asked, "There was a car accident?"

The strong man said, "Yes, we drove the car, those things were chasing us behind, and when we were hiding from the car on the road, we accidentally rushed out of the road and hit a tree."

The injured was a young man, even though his face was bloody, he could still see the beautiful features and the bridge of his nose.

"They say a car accident is a car accident? What if it was a bite?" a middle-aged man said sharply.

"You have to save them. If you kill everyone, what should you do? What should you do?" a woman accused.

Bei Nuan thought to herself, if Lu Xingchi had just cleaned out the zombies outside and saved you, you would have died a long time ago, and it would be impossible to worry about it now.

"Get out of these prisoners!"

"How can there be any good prisoners? They are all blasted out!"

There are people hiding behind the crowd, and there are too many people to tell who it is.

"Yes, don't let them be here." Many people immediately agreed.

Amidst the anger, an old man stretched his neck and looked at the injured young man.

"I see, throw this injured person out first? I don't know if I bite, it won't last long anyway."

Du Ruo is addicted to the bar: "Uncle, there are zombies outside, and young people may not survive. I think your age and physique shouldn't last long. You go out with him?"

The uncle's wife quit, "How do you talk? Do you know how to respect the elderly?"

Du Ruo's mouth is invincible, "You have to respect the old man. I don't want to hide it. I'm an old fairy for a thousand years. Everyone should call me grandfather."

The aunt was trembling with anger by him.

Du Ruo ignored her, walked across the table, handed the bag of potato chips to Bei Nuan, and asked with his eyes, "Do you want to eat?"

His mouth was very busy and he didn't delay eating at all.

In such a short time, half of the bag was killed.

Bei Nuan took out a slice, tasted it, it was thin and crisp, and silently said to Du Ruo: "Not spicy enough."

Then he took out another piece, wanting to feed Lu Xingchi, and felt that the atmosphere at the scene was too serious, and it seemed a little inappropriate.